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Nixy! She needed orange juice. Well. She didn't need it, she just really wanted some. Which, in retrospect was the same thing. After mentioning this point with her dad, and after regurgitating some incoherent argument about dehydration and vitamin C deficiencies, Delilah ran off to the concourse with the little Muggle money she had on her. She hoped there was enough for some orange juice... Muggle money was something she didn't understand. How did paper hold any monetary value?
The girl only ran so as to let the capes on her socks flutter behind her. She only pretended to understand superheroes. In all honesty though, they were just another Muggle thing that her dad loved, that made no sense to her. Her socks WERE cool, though. No one could deny that.
Seeing that there was a crowd of people waiting to get something already, Delilah sighed and stood at the back of the queue, wishing for the muggles to hurry up. Some people have trains to catch! Aurora wanted some food. Like, now. Please. She was STARVING. Well... she wasn't. But it had been at least an hour since she had had anything to eat. Which was AGES! As soon as they had got into Kings Cross Aurora had ditched her sister and run straight for some food. Like a croissant. That would be nice.
Or some chocolate... or crisps.
In all honesty, any sort of sustenance would do right now... mmm... food.
Still, she wasn't sure how to use muggle money really... she usually let her sister deal with it. But she had demanded to be allowed to go on her own - it was
so uncool to look like you were being babysat. Right? Right.
She joined the back of the queue, admiring the little capes on the socks of the girl in front of her... when she suddenly realised who it was.
"Delilah!" Aurora said, tapping her on the shoulder.
"Excited to go back to school?" she asked. Because really, who starts a conversation with 'how are you.'?
"Cool socks, by the way."