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sweetpinkpixie · 08-23-2018, 02:43 AM

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Originally Posted by lazykitty

Okay, if he preferred Bertie's and Fizzing Whiz-whatevers, then why was he carrying what must be a few dozen cartons of Chocolate Frogs?

Maybe she should've rethought the handshake. Oh well, too late now. Instead, she bent to help Derf pick up his boxes. "It's actually my middle name. My dad wanted to honor his ancestors who had to change their surname from 'Archer' to 'Calrissian' a few decades back, thanks to some nasty falling out with the CIA." Her granddad had never really liked talking about it much. Or at all, really.

Phew. The 'meeting new classmates' thing was getting off to a good start then. Even better, he was around her age. Well, a year ahead, but still. She returned the smile with one of her own. "Yep. Transferring in from Illvermorny, actually. I'll be a fifth year."

All she had to do was ask if she was curious enough for an answer. It would, perhaps, be the first window or door opening up to the peculiarity that was Derfael Ashburry-Hawthorne.

"Oh, that's nic----" Or everything WAS nice until the whole mention of the CIA was brought up. Derf was not exactly well-versed in American, but he knew SOME things, like the necessity for sunglasses and loud music, and anything he knew about the CIA had come from the crime and mystery shows that his dad was so keen on. "....the....Central Intelligence Agency? That sounds...dodgy..." he said warily, though there was a clear glimmer of curiosity sparked in his big baby blues.

"Oh ace!" And he because he was incapable of doing two math things at once - presently counting the boxes of chocolate frogs to make sure he had them all again - he decided to ask outright. "You must know some stuff about Hogwarts then, yeah? Came across the pond for the IMPS?" Which meant she had walked the same halls that Valerie Gray had and WITH her.

He wondered what that not-a-Veela-Veela was up to these days. She was never returning his letters.

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