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Yourenodaisy · 10-27-2012, 03:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Grangerfn1

"Nah, I think she was being pretty honest. I'm... usually a pretty good judge of when people aren't telling the truth. She was too excited over it to be lying or just wanting to wind me up." He looked from Emmaleigh to the mirror and examined it up and down. "Well. I guess... that's probably one way to do it, unless it's charmed to be unbreakable. But if not, that's still too messy." He grinned. They didn't really want to get shards of mirror all over their picnic area, did they?

His expression solemn, Max nodded as Em told him he was wrong. He didn't believe her, but he wasn't going to argue it - they both knew it was no use. He was too stubborn and their opinions of him were very, very different. But after he gave his spiel about her and she said she felt the same way, Max looked up at her with a small smile of understanding, removed her hands from his cheeks. and held them. "I dunno why you feel that way, but... thank you. I'm so lucky to have met you."

Hufflepuff? The best? Pfft. "You and mum would get along great." Both of them had enormous amounts of Hufflepuff pride. "But I've gotta hand it to you there - close to the kitchens? And you don't have to walk up a million stairs just to go to bed every night? That must be nice." He wouldn't want to be anything but a Ravenclaw, buuut... he was kind of envious of the house he was almost placed into by the Sorting Hat.

When her hand fell upon his knee, Max laughed softly at her words. "Or whenever," he nodded. "I appreciate you more than anything else in this world. The same goes for you, by the way - if you didn't already know - I am always here. Any time of day. Even if you have to send an owl through the castle to find me." Even though he hated owls and that idea in general would probably be problematic.

"Erm... butterbeer, please," Max replied through a mouthful, accepting the drink from her and taking a swig to wash down his food. "'S perfect. Thank you so much for everything," he said again, setting his drink down so he could grab Em's free hand for emphasis.

After pausing for a moment, Max cleared his throat and asked, "Have you thought any more about what you want to do after we graduate?" He followed his inquiry up with another hungry mouthful of meat pie.

“Yeah, If she was really excited about it, I guess it would have to be real. Or that she thinks its really anyways.” She still wasn't convinced that there really was a secret passage, but she was willing believe there might be one. “Yeah, good point. Someone could get hurt if they tried to break it and its charmed.” or well, even if it did break it could hurt. She didn't even know where this thing was supposed to lead, but she shrugged. “The only secret passage I want to find is one that connects our common rooms.”

“Does that mean you're mom was a Hufflepuff?” she asked excitedly. “She must be awesome.” Because all puffs were, and well, she was his mom so she had to be right? And they really had the best location, even if they had to crawl through a barrel to get to the common room. “I can't even imagine having to walk up all those stairs every night. It took me years to get up to divination without being totally winded.”

Emmaleigh bit her lip when Max laughed at her words. She wasn't being funny. Though, when he began to speak, she smiled. “Any time.” she said nodding. Taking another bite of her food, she thought about what he had said. The idea of sending an owl through the castle sounded kinda ridiculous, though she had never needed anyone whose common room was eight floors away. Though, she did have to go all the way up to the seventh floor just to get to the owlery. But it would definitely be easier for Halt to track Max down if she needed him. ”I will.”

Handing Max his butterbeer, Em took another sip of her own drink, and then another bite of food. “I'm glad you think so.” she said, squeezing the boy's hand. ”And, you don't have to keep thanking me, I'm glad I could help.”

At Max's question, Emmaleigh shrugged. “I still don't really know. I mean, I'd really love to breed crups. So I guess I'm leaning more towards magizoology that way I know more about what I'm doing. I just can't imagine not working with animals, you know. But well, I'm still not sure I want to give up on Rune studies.” She looked over at Max, ”what about you, have you narrowed down what you want to study?

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Yourenodaisy Billywig Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 3,747 Hogwarts RPG Name: E M Knight Fifth Year	Hufflepuff Forever Interstellar Hitchhiker Text Cut: <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Grangerfn1 "Nah, I think she was being pretty honest. I'm... usually a pretty good judge of when people aren't telling the truth. She was too excited over it to be lying or just wanting to wind me up." He looked from Emmaleigh to the mirror and examined it up and down. "Well. I guess... that's probably one way to do it, unless it's charmed to be unbreakable. But if not, that's still too messy." He grinned. They didn't really want to get shards of mirror all over their picnic area, did they? His expression solemn, Max nodded as Em told him he was wrong. He didn't believe her, but he wasn't going to argue it - they both knew it was no use. He was too stubborn and their opinions of him were very, very different. But after he gave his spiel about her and she said she felt the same way, Max looked up at her with a small smile of understanding, removed her hands from his cheeks. and held them. "I dunno why you feel that way, but... thank you. I'm so lucky to have met you." Hufflepuff? The best? Pfft. "You and mum would get along great." Both of them had enormous amounts of Hufflepuff pride. "*But I've gotta hand it to you there - close to the kitchens? And* you don't have to walk up a million stairs just to go to bed every night? That must be nice." He wouldn't want to be anything but a Ravenclaw, buuut... he was kind of envious of the house he was almost placed into by the Sorting Hat. When her hand fell upon his knee, Max laughed softly at her words. "Or whenever*," he nodded. "I appreciate you more than anything else in this world. The same goes for you, by the way - if you didn't already know - I am always* here. Any time of day. Even if you have to send an owl through the castle to find me." Even though he hated owls and that idea in general would probably be problematic. "Erm... butterbeer, please," Max replied through a mouthful, accepting the drink from her and taking a swig to wash down his food. "'S perfect. Thank you so much for everything," he said again, setting his drink down so he could grab Em's free hand for emphasis. After pausing for a moment, Max cleared his throat and asked, "Have you thought any more about what you want to do after we graduate?" He followed his inquiry up with another hungry mouthful of meat pie. “Yeah, If she was really excited about it, I guess it would have to be real. Or that she thinks its really anyways.” She still wasn't convinced that there really was a secret passage, but she was willing believe there might be one. “Yeah, good point. Someone could get hurt if they tried to break it and its charmed.” or well, even if it did break it could hurt. She didn't even know where this thing was supposed to lead, but she shrugged. “The only secret passage I want to find is one that connects our common rooms.” “Does that mean you're mom was a Hufflepuff?” she asked excitedly. “She must be awesome.” Because all puffs were, and well, she was his mom so she had to be right? And they really had the best location, even if they had to crawl through a barrel to get to the common room. “I can't even imagine having to walk up all those stairs every night. It took me years to get up to divination without being totally winded.” Emmaleigh bit her lip when Max laughed at her words. She wasn't being funny. Though, when he began to speak, she smiled. “Any time.” she said nodding. Taking another bite of her food, she thought about what he had said. The idea of sending an owl through the castle sounded kinda ridiculous, though she had never needed anyone whose common room was eight floors away. Though, she did have to go all the way up to the seventh floor just to get to the owlery. But it would definitely be easier for Halt to track Max down if she needed him. ”I will.” Handing Max his butterbeer, Em took another sip of her own drink, and then another bite of food. “I'm glad you think so.” she said, squeezing the boy's hand. ”And, you don't have to keep thanking me, I'm glad I could help.” At Max's question, Emmaleigh shrugged. “I still don't really know. I mean, I'd really love to breed crups. So I guess I'm leaning more towards magizoology that way I know more about what I'm doing. I just can't imagine not working with animals, you know. But well, I'm still not sure I want to give up on Rune studies.” She looked over at Max, ”what about you, have you narrowed down what you want to study? __________________ So many things are possible just as long as you don't know they're impossible