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Callie 
Quinn studied Ewan a long moment, as if reassessing him briefly. Muggleborn? She found that fascinating in that she wanted to bombard him with questions about what it was like reading all those stories about magic, while not knowing it existed? She had the authors' views on magic through reading the works of fiction herself. Being pureblood, she had never not know about real magic and thus could never get the perspective of reading a book with magic in it, under the assumption that magic wasn't real. What was that like?
She had hundreds of questions, but asked none. Where would she even start? Perhaps down the line she might ask him.
Ewan was looking at her hesitantly, maybe waiting for a response. Before she could consider one though, he continued and Quinn smiled. "I know Roald Dahl, yes. I've read Percy Jackson and the Olympians as well, and the sequel series. Didn't really enjoy Hunger Games, honestly, so I haven't read the other two." Quinn shifted a moment and then sat down, not all that close to him, but not exactly far either. "My favorites are stories like Peter Pan, and Alice's adventures in Wonderland," and Through the Looking Glass too, obviously.
Her eyes flicked momentarily to the picture he was sliding in the book, but she didn't react. It was just a photo of someone. She was too far to make out details and even if she had, she still would have found of little consequence to herself.
"I like the way muggles portray magic," Quinn said at last. "It's hopeful, and...wondrous and..." Whatever that last bit was she never spoke it. "Would you trade this for any of those worlds if you had a choice?"
Ewan could see the curiosity in her eyes spread like wild fire. What had interested her he’d never know but he didn’t mind. This was the first actual conversation he’d ever had with her.
“Aha I do love Percy Jackson the most I think. I mean, Annabeth Chase...” he trailed off there, a slight blush on his face. Moving on quickly, he latched on to the next thing she mentioned
“Aha I’ve never actually read them. I have heard of them though, are they worth my time?”. He was well acquainted with Peter Pan but had never touched an Alice in Wonderland book.
Grinning now, he thought for a minute. She really did love muggle fiction. More than even he did.
“What were you going to say? You didn’t finish your question”. He was curious. What did she not want to say? Answering her question now, he did after all owe her one answer,
“No I don’t think so. I mean, I would love to experience them, maybe go on a summer program to Camp Half Blood! I mean, could you imagine flying on the Pegasus or being a half-blood? And the quests?... going on a quest with your best friends would be amazing!”. red-faced now slightly, he stopped. He’d never actually had friends at home that he’d want to take with him. His mind started to wonder now. Who would he actually take? Which god would most likely be his parent?
“What about you? Would you snap your wand to jump into... Wonderland?”. He hoped he’d got that right. He had a feeling she might take offense if he got that wrong.
Sliding his book back into his rucksack, he sat forward slightly and looked a Quinn out of the corner of his eyes. He’d never actually looked at her properly before. Mentally, he made a note of her ear rings and dimples, having never noticed them before. Honestly, he’d always tried to avoid eye contact with her. She could be intimidating when she wanted to be.