SPOILER!!: lolol he is a little old man in a third year old body xD
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"Yeah." Evan was wrong though, about her being nice. She was nice to him, at this specific moment. That was not the same as being a nice person. But Ash elected not to mention that. And bodyguards...
"Well actually they're there because I'm not careful. My dad was reluctant to hire any bodyguards for me, but it would look suspicious if something... happened. And now that I'm magical and with all the stuff I've been dealing with lately, that kinda reinforces the need to not look suspicious." What were people going to say? How would they react to hearing that the heir to billions had died or disappeared? How could her family possibly avoid suspicion? Ash dying was a big yikes. Hence why she had bodyguards. Plus, she had told her father that if he hired bodyguards for her, he wouldn't have to think about her at all. Sad, but a good incentive for him. Apparently.
Not that the bodyguards could do much when she was at Hogwarts. "It was kinda an accident, and kinda my fault about the fire thing. And that wasn't even the worst fire-related incident of the year that I was involved in." She shrugged. Being set on fire for a few seconds was wayyy better than getting possessed and burning down a forest. And Ash could say that from experience. "I called him over the summer. Haven't really done it now tho. Obviously, there was no way either of us were gonna use two-way mirrors ever." Obviously.
"Actually, I was thinking that if it never got finished, I'd just leave it like that." There was something poetic about unfinished works of art, and if Ash was gonna die young, she was gonna do it poetically. If she wasn't going to have a happy ending, then there was no reason to write one into the history books. She wanted what she wrote to mean something. Leave it unfinished, she said. Give them all a lesson, a warning, an message. That some stories just happen like that. Ash had no sympathy for guilty-feeling readers who may or may not end up reading her memoir. If they felt guilty, then there was a reason for that. Did they feel responsible, maybe? For her childhood? Good. "I suppose I'll write things as I go, then rearrange them into a beginning and a middle."
Speaking of art... "Sure you can see it. I have a lot. I have Nem, I have Ollie, and I have some other people." Was it a personal project? Yes. But she wanted people to look upon it and feel something. Specifically, she wanted viewers to see how much everyone mattered. How they were unique. Regardless of blood status, or house, or whatever. All of them mattered. The muggleborns like her included. The defiant ones like her, included. The broken ones, like her, included.
Ash preferred to paint those people in the treehouse. Her safe place.
"Hmmmm... dancing... I don't know if that's a good place to do that. Never tried. It could be. You wouldn't have to worry about falling on accident, because its magic protects you." He also didn't need to worry about falling on purpose, because you could fall on purpose and still be fine. Ash had checked the safety charms a couple times, of course. By, y'know, testing it herself. She was right. It was safe. Just as she'd suspected.
They were there because she wasn't cautious?
"Did your signs of magic appearing freak him out a lot then? Was that part of why you got bodyguards?" He assumed that would be rather alarming, but well he didn't really know. He hadn't seen that happen with his parents since they'd apparently been aware of magic anyways. Although, he certainly had found the weird things happening alarming.
"What does your dad do? Sounds like he's someone fairly important?" At least if he was that much in the public eyesight that he was that concerned about Ash's actions.
"How was it your fault?" Did she step in the way of an incendio or something? That certainly sounded not amazing. He didn't remember much from his first term so he hardly even remembered what had happened to her during then, if he had in fact even heard of it. Sometimes it paid to be buried with a nose in a book all the times, and other times it was a little too much. There was a lot he had missed out in his excitement for studying this whole new world. He hadn't considered how triggering two way mirrors could be for the pair but... hearing it mentioned, he nodded his head in understanding.
"Calls are good at least. And there's letters. And what about that method of communication with floo?" He'd never tried it, and didn't know much but he'd heard of it at the very least.
"You don't want your story fully told?" That seemed surprising to him. There was nothing worst than a story that didn't end, even if some found it poetic. Poetry was not of interest to him, he liked things that were clearly explained and cleanly wrapped up. Maybe that's why he was bad at friendships, because that was rare when it came to people.
"And maybe an end so long as this place doesn't get to you first?" He half smiled, an attempt at a joke but.. it also already felt like a possibility so better to be safe than sorry.
Nem? That.. surprised him and he was sure his face showed it as he looked over at her again. Weren't they the reason for the mirror entrapment? Maybe he'd read it wrong. Maybe he'd read them wrong. He'd been interested to see what Ash's drawing of them looked like.
"I'd like to. It sounds like a really cool project. Do you want to draw the people you don't like too? Or.. the ones who don't like you?" Was everyone really all inclusive?
"Maybe I'll give it a try. Never know until someone does. I'm not really worried about falling. I nearly did once but the anti-gravity charms stopped me from injury so.. I feel pretty safe there." So long as the magic did not ever fail on any of them. But.. hopefully it wouldn't and there was no point in stressing himself out thinking about that now.