Originally Posted by Lockhartian

The fourth year looked from the Castle to Ellie, and then back again, "Two, actually." He said, with a small smile. "My grandpa writes too," occasionally now that he was older. But while grandpa Lyle had been at the Ministry it had never occurred to the man that he had the gift of writing, it was after he left that he started to do so. He would've been as great as Gilderoy, though, Treyen could see now why the comparison wouldn't have been too enjoyable to his grandfather.

It was almost impossible for Treyen not to smile, because he still loved those books and he'd grown reading them, when no one was watching. "About some travels and encounters with Dark Creatures, that's how I know about the Yeti, actually, and the fact that you have to keep your eyes open for one while in Tibet." Something Ellie should've done and would've done if she knew who Gilderoy was.

Well, Treyen was feeling a bit more comfortable talking about it, Ellie didn't know about Gilderoy.

But he couldn't lie to her, "Well, he kind of still is, it's just...my vision of it all sort of changed as I got older." There was a 'kind of' and a 'sort of' in the same sentence, very odd for someone who's always certain of things, no? Yet that was the best way he could explain himself without giving too much information OR lying.

Right. He nodded. They were settled about the whole pictures thing.