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DaniDiNardo · 05-07-2013, 05:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

Ezra nodded along, possessing a good grasp on economizing and spreading resources thin in order to survive. His parents' life insurances and selling their old house and other goods had left him and his siblings a decent amount of gold; but grandma was strict and she would only allow them to use it for very special occasions. So, they got by with his grandparents' retirement check, grandad's piano lessons and grandma's tiny baking business. It wasn't a lot and he had to share his relatively small room with Elliot but it was good enough.

"I didn't even know we had house elves." He didn't sound very surprised at the revelation, though, because in retrospective, it made sense. Ezra wondered how he hadn't thought of it before and realized that he'd never had been given a reason to even think about who - or what - was in charge of polishing his shoes and making his bed. "You ever seen one, then?" A small grin was given. "Here in school, I mean." He jammed his fork into his bread, again, though it was lazily done and without the force he'd used before. "Oh! Yeah, manners and all." He frowned, pretended to consider whether he wanted Alexa to know his name or not, until he noticed she looked a little - okay, maybe a little bit more than a little - upset. He grinned, sort of apologetically, showing his dimples. "I'm Ezra. Nice to meet ya."

Bliiiiiink.

How did he not know something like that? Strange. "Do you go down to the kitchen often?" That would be the best question to start with. The little guys were always all over the kitchen and they could be seen toddling around ever now and then but to answer his question, "I've seen them tonnes of times! They're super friendly, used to tackle them in my first year...but then...I uh...tackled one and he cried and I never did that again." Ahem. Not something she admitted often. "I think that actually happened at the suits of armor." If she remembered correctly.

Oooo and Ezra. "Cool name." She said with a nod, thoughtfully, taking in his frown. Frowning? They had gone from grins to frowns. She was willing to blame the food, even if it had nothing to do with it. Which it probably didn't because he was grinning again and jbkfgeukg dimples!!! So CUTE!

"The food's no good but aren't you going to try any of the ice-cream? It's good enough to make up for it." Because she'd noticed that he didn't even make a move toward any of the bowls. They would melt soon, wouldn't they?

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed Ezra nodded along, possessing a good grasp on economizing and spreading resources thin in order to survive. His parents' life insurances and selling their old house and other goods had left him and his siblings a decent amount of gold; but grandma was strict and she would only allow them to use it for very special occasions. So, they got by with his grandparents' retirement check, grandad's piano lessons and grandma's tiny baking business. It wasn't a lot and he had to share his relatively small room with Elliot but it was good enough. "I didn't even know we had house elves." He didn't sound very surprised at the revelation, though, because in retrospective, it made sense. Ezra wondered how he hadn't thought of it before and realized that he'd never had been given a reason to even think about who - or what - was in charge of polishing his shoes and making his bed. "You ever seen one, then?" A small grin was given. "Here in school, I mean." He jammed his fork into his bread, again, though it was lazily done and without the force he'd used before. "Oh! Yeah, manners and all." He frowned, pretended to consider whether he wanted Alexa to know his name or not, until he noticed she looked a little - okay, maybe a little bit more than a little - upset. He grinned, sort of apologetically, showing his dimples. "I'm Ezra. Nice to meet ya." Bliiiiiink. How did he not know something like that? Strange. "Do you go down to the kitchen often?" That would be the best question to start with. The little guys were always all over the kitchen and they could be seen toddling around ever now and then but to answer his question, "I've seen them tonnes of times! They're super friendly, used to tackle them in my first year...but then...I uh...tackled one and he cried and I never did that again." Ahem. Not something she admitted often. "I think that actually happened at the suits of armor." If she remembered correctly. Oooo and Ezra. "Cool name." She said with a nod, thoughtfully, taking in his frown. Frowning? They had gone from grins to frowns. She was willing to blame the food, even if it had nothing to do with it. Which it probably didn't because he was grinning again and jbkfgeukg dimples!!! So CUTE! "The food's no good but aren't you going to try any of the ice-cream? It's good enough to make up for it." Because she'd noticed that he didn't even make a move toward any of the bowls. They would melt soon, wouldn't they? __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.