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**Portraits** · 09-17-2014, 10:44 AM

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Originally Posted by ecraig

She smiled, she was proud of being a muggleborn and attending Hogwarts. She was proud of meeting so many friends. She was proud of being sorted into Ravenclaw. She held her chin high and beamed widely.
Wow. Did things like that really happen? "Wow, you are very brave to do that!" she was happy, maybe if this woman hadn't fought for them then, she wouldn't had been in the same place today. She nodded, it was good to show interest. "What was your favorite food?" she asked, "I really like homemade cherry pie." She could picture the food in her mind, fresh out of the oven at her grandmother's house.

She saw the child puff up her chest a bit more as they spoke. This was good, confidence was good. Confidence gave you a chance to do great things. So she felt her conversation with the child was successful.

"Brave wasn't something I thought of while doing it. It was just the right thing to do. You have to do what is right no matter how it seems to others." That was the way she lived her life until it's untimely end.

Food? She barely remembered food, but her tight smile stayed as she thought for a moment. "Chicken and dumplings." It was the clearest thought she could think of when food was the subject.

09-17-2014, 10:44 AM	#22 (permalink)
Portraits Always the Tone of Surprise Streeler Join Date: Aug 2012 Posts: 248	Tell Them I'm Trapped in an Oil Painting Quote: Originally Posted by ecraig She smiled, she was proud of being a muggleborn and attending Hogwarts. She was proud of meeting so many friends. She was proud of being sorted into Ravenclaw. She held her chin high and beamed widely. Wow. Did things like that really happen? "Wow, you are very brave to do that!" she was happy, maybe if this woman hadn't fought for them then, she wouldn't had been in the same place today. She nodded, it was good to show interest. "What was your favorite food?" she asked, "I really like homemade cherry pie." She could picture the food in her mind, fresh out of the oven at her grandmother's house. She saw the child puff up her chest a bit more as they spoke. This was good, confidence was good. Confidence gave you a chance to do great things. So she felt her conversation with the child was successful. "Brave wasn't something I thought of while doing it. It was just the right thing to do. You have to do what is right no matter how it seems to others." That was the way she lived her life until it's untimely end. Food? She barely remembered food, but her tight smile stayed as she thought for a moment. "Chicken and dumplings." It was the clearest thought she could think of when food was the subject.