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DaniDiNardo · 08-12-2015, 06:19 PM

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Originally Posted by Jessiqua

Teddy saw that the boy sat down on the bench too. He didn't seem like a mean person, so Teddy happily sat down next to him. Teddy raised his eyebrows in delight when the boy said he likes MAKING his own stories. "You do? Me too!" he said. He noticed that the quill he was just looking at was scribbling away at a notepad. "Are you writing something now?" he asked, intrigued. A Quick Quotes Quill, Teddy thought.

Teddy nodded at the boy saying The Warlock's Hairy Heart was his favourite. It was one of Teddy's favourites, too. Although, being one of his favourite books, all of the stories were loved by him. "My favourite is The Fountain of Fair Fortune." He could see why the boy's mother didn't like him reading the Warlock's Hairy Heart.

Blaise's expression perked up notceable at the boy's confession to liking story writing as well. For a moment, the book in his hand was completely forgotten. "Yeah? What kind of stories do you write?" His eyes flickered to the notepad and quill still so busy at work. "Mhm, been writing since I left my parents back at the bank. I like how it's turned out so far." It turned a boring walk into a dramatic adventure and he honestly couldn't ask for anything else.

The boy passed the book back to his company, figuring it was for the best before he dropped it. "My sister likes that one a lot but I don't get how if so many people tried the fountain NO ONE realized it wasn't proper magical. I mean..." He paused to search the surrounding area. There were at least two fountains that he knew of in Diagon Alley and they would make the perfect example. Blaise spotted one in the distance and pointed.

"You can tell that fountain over there's got magic, can't you?" If it DIDN'T it'd kinda be obvious...wouldn't it?

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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 Jessiqua Teddy saw that the boy sat down on the bench too. He didn't seem like a mean person, so Teddy happily sat down next to him. Teddy raised his eyebrows in delight when the boy said he likes MAKING his own stories. "You do? Me too!" he said. He noticed that the quill he was just looking at was scribbling away at a notepad. "Are you writing something now?" he asked, intrigued. A Quick Quotes Quill, Teddy thought. Teddy nodded at the boy saying The Warlock's Hairy Heart was his favourite. It was one of Teddy's favourites, too. Although, being one of his favourite books, all of the stories were loved by him. "My favourite is The Fountain of Fair Fortune." He could see why the boy's mother didn't like him reading the Warlock's Hairy Heart. Blaise's expression perked up notceable at the boy's confession to liking story writing as well. For a moment, the book in his hand was completely forgotten. "Yeah? What kind of stories do you write?" His eyes flickered to the notepad and quill still so busy at work. "Mhm, been writing since I left my parents back at the bank. I like how it's turned out so far." It turned a boring walk into a dramatic adventure and he honestly couldn't ask for anything else. The boy passed the book back to his company, figuring it was for the best before he dropped it. "My sister likes that one a lot but I don't get how if so many people tried the fountain NO ONE realized it wasn't proper magical. I mean..." He paused to search the surrounding area. There were at least two fountains that he knew of in Diagon Alley and they would make the perfect example. Blaise spotted one in the distance and pointed. "You can tell that fountain over there's got magic, can't you?" If it DIDN'T it'd kinda be obvious...wouldn't it? __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.