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z999993 · 06-12-2011, 04:16 PM

Ooooh New readers! I love new readers.

Thanks for reading!!
So here's the next part. It's short and I'll try to update later.

Coralie woke up early the next morning. She sat up, looking around her bedroom. An orangish glow was seeping through the curtains. She kicked off the covers and jumped up, then moved over to the window to push them aside. The sun was raising in the sky, and according to the clock on the wall, it was a little past seven. Coralie spotted the Daily Prophet on the ground. She hastily picked it up and folded it into a pile and put in on top of the dresser. She changed into the dress she had put on yesterday and brushed her hair before leaving the bedroom.
The small house seemed quiet, but in the kitchen both Sage and Reyes were already up.
“Oh, we didn’t wake you, did we?” asked Sage when she saw the girl. Her brown hair was pulled into two braids, and she wore a blue-grey dress, most likely the nightgown she had worn to bed.
“No.” Coralie replied.
Reyes smiled up at her from the table. His bathrobe was tied tightly around his waist and a white t-shirt was visible underneath it.
“Is eggs ok with you?” continued Sage.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Here, sit.” Reyes pushed a chair aside and gestured for her to sit down.
“Are you sure? You don’t want any help?”
“No I’m fine.” Sage stepped away from the stove. A pan was on one of the burners and a spatula was magically flipping the eggs over.
“Oh.” Coralie eyed the eggs and spatula before taking the seat next to Reyes.
“Did you sleep ok?” He asked after a minute.
She nodded, staring at the wood grains in the table.
“That’s good.” he said.
Sage flicked her wand, and dishes and glasses flew out of the cabinet and placed themselves in front of the three chairs. She picked up some forks and knives from and drawer and placed them next to the white plates.
“Reyes, can you grab that?” She waved her hand at a pitcher of orange juice on the counter.
“Of course.” he said, standing up.
Sage picked up the pan of eggs and and dumped some on each of the plates.
“Do you want some?” asked the man. He held out the pitcher to her.
“Yes, please.” She poured some orange juice then handed it back to Reyes.
Sage sat down in the chair next to her husband. “So you better show Coralie where the shed is seeing that Jaxon thinks you’re cleaning it out today.”
The man paused between a mouthful of eggs. “Oh yeah. I’ll show her after we eat.”
“Why don’t you get rid of some of your quidditch things?” She continued. “Give it to Jaxon, I think he would use it more than you.”
“But those are from when I was at Hogwarts!” he defended.
“Sweetie, you’re not at Hogwarts anymore.” Sage patted the back of his hand.
Reyes muttered something inaudibly, then stuffed more eggs into his mouth. Sage smirked at Coralie, who smiled slightly in return.

So what do you think?

06-12-2011, 04:16 PM	#74 (permalink)
z999993 Imp Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: 12 Grimmauld Place Posts: 419	Matt Lanter/The Dark Side/Anakin Skywalker/ Underland/Hookah Smoking Caterpillar Ooooh New readers! I love new readers. Thanks for reading!! So here's the next part. It's short and I'll try to update later. Coralie woke up early the next morning. She sat up, looking around her bedroom. An orangish glow was seeping through the curtains. She kicked off the covers and jumped up, then moved over to the window to push them aside. The sun was raising in the sky, and according to the clock on the wall, it was a little past seven. Coralie spotted the Daily Prophet on the ground. She hastily picked it up and folded it into a pile and put in on top of the dresser. She changed into the dress she had put on yesterday and brushed her hair before leaving the bedroom. The small house seemed quiet, but in the kitchen both Sage and Reyes were already up. “Oh, we didn’t wake you, did we?” asked Sage when she saw the girl. Her brown hair was pulled into two braids, and she wore a blue-grey dress, most likely the nightgown she had worn to bed. “No.” Coralie replied. Reyes smiled up at her from the table. His bathrobe was tied tightly around his waist and a white t-shirt was visible underneath it. “Is eggs ok with you?” continued Sage. “Yeah,” she said. “Here, sit.” Reyes pushed a chair aside and gestured for her to sit down. “Are you sure? You don’t want any help?” “No I’m fine.” Sage stepped away from the stove. A pan was on one of the burners and a spatula was magically flipping the eggs over. “Oh.” Coralie eyed the eggs and spatula before taking the seat next to Reyes. “Did you sleep ok?” He asked after a minute. She nodded, staring at the wood grains in the table. “That’s good.” he said. Sage flicked her wand, and dishes and glasses flew out of the cabinet and placed themselves in front of the three chairs. She picked up some forks and knives from and drawer and placed them next to the white plates. “Reyes, can you grab that?” She waved her hand at a pitcher of orange juice on the counter. “Of course.” he said, standing up. Sage picked up the pan of eggs and and dumped some on each of the plates. “Do you want some?” asked the man. He held out the pitcher to her. “Yes, please.” She poured some orange juice then handed it back to Reyes. Sage sat down in the chair next to her husband. “So you better show Coralie where the shed is seeing that Jaxon thinks you’re cleaning it out today.” The man paused between a mouthful of eggs. “Oh yeah. I’ll show her after we eat.” “Why don’t you get rid of some of your quidditch things?” She continued. “Give it to Jaxon, I think he would use it more than you.” “But those are from when I was at Hogwarts!” he defended. “Sweetie, you’re not at Hogwarts anymore.” Sage patted the back of his hand. Reyes muttered something inaudibly, then stuffed more eggs into his mouth. Sage smirked at Coralie, who smiled slightly in return. So what do you think? __________________ ~o0o~ But there you were, standing in your own corner Your eyes were wide, tired, fading just like mine We could be the best of friends I’m sure of it But I’m too shy to cross this crowded room besides Wallflower -------------- I’m not here, no one sees me Wallflower -------------- I’m by myself, please excuse me ~o0o~