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*Kolyander* · 07-10-2021, 12:30 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Atlas had, initially, hoped to be in a different house from his brother so they could do a robe swap and see what sort of antics they could get up to that way. It was mostly experimental as far as Atlas had been concerned on the limitations and strengths of house magic. Being sorted into the same house had, initially, been a disappointment but ultimately he had been relieved to be. There was a certain codependence there that he pretended did not exist.

He had been expecting a more difficult sort of question, so this was an easy one to answer. "Because I don't trust it. Beware of Trojans bearing gifts. It's advice dad gave us before coming to Hogwarts. Historically, there has not been the best track record with new people suddenly showing up and bringing some sort of food or drink with them. One year dad was a professor here, there was this ice cream that made everyone happy...and it cause this full on dementor attack. Like...hordes of dementors. One staff member even got their soul sucked out." Despite the heaviness of the topic, Atlas may as well have been reading from the dictionary. He was, after all, just stating facts. "And she brings it everywhere and people can't stop talking about it...it fits the pattern too much."

Most days, Lia had questions. She was an adventurer. A reader. A learner. One of those kids that wanted to know things but also liked to figure it out all on her whenever possible first before asking for help. Defeat wasn't an option. Today, however, her main focus at the moment was on Healer Poppy's bread. Any other questions could wait until this one was answered.

Dahlia didn't say not one word while Atlas spoke. Not a peep. Everything he was telling she was going over in her head. Had she heard any of this before from any of her older siblings? Happy ice cream? Dementors? None of it rang a bell. Maybe they hadn't been there for it. "I haven't heard about any of that.. and I've heard plenty of stories." Tons. With as many siblings as she had some of the stories sometimes got jumbled up in her head. "You didn't have to knock it out of my hand, you know." Just saying. "What else did he tell you?" Important stuff. Stuff that might help keep her alive.

"When was your dad a professor? Maybe he taught my older siblings."

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Kolyander Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2014 Location: Everywhere Posts: 16,017 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hadleigh Renee Paton (DarkGreen) Slytherin Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Bryony Rose Paton (#FF69B4) Slytherin Fourth Year x12	Otter This World ♡ Catpurrccino ♡ Slotherin ♡ Pandamonium Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Atlas had, initially, hoped to be in a different house from his brother so they could do a robe swap and see what sort of antics they could get up to that way. It was mostly experimental as far as Atlas had been concerned on the limitations and strengths of house magic. Being sorted into the same house had, initially, been a disappointment but ultimately he had been relieved to be. There was a certain codependence there that he pretended did not exist. He had been expecting a more difficult sort of question, so this was an easy one to answer. "Because I don't trust it. Beware of Trojans bearing gifts. It's advice dad gave us before coming to Hogwarts. Historically, there has not been the best track record with new people suddenly showing up and bringing some sort of food or drink with them. One year dad was a professor here, there was this ice cream that made everyone happy...and it cause this full on dementor attack. Like...hordes of dementors. One staff member even got their soul sucked out." Despite the heaviness of the topic, Atlas may as well have been reading from the dictionary. He was, after all, just stating facts. "And she brings it everywhere and people can't stop talking about it...it fits the pattern too much." Most days, Lia had questions. She was an adventurer. A reader. A learner. One of those kids that wanted to know things but also liked to figure it out all on her whenever possible first before asking for help. Defeat wasn't an option. Today, however, her main focus at the moment was on Healer Poppy's bread. Any other questions could wait until this one was answered. Dahlia didn't say not one word while Atlas spoke. Not a peep. Everything he was telling she was going over in her head. Had she heard any of this before from any of her older siblings? Happy ice cream? Dementors? None of it rang a bell. Maybe they hadn't been there for it. "I haven't heard about any of that.. and I've heard plenty of stories." Tons. With as many siblings as she had some of the stories sometimes got jumbled up in her head. "You didn't have to knock it out of my hand, you know." Just saying. "What else did he tell you?" Important stuff. Stuff that might help keep her alive. "When was your dad a professor? Maybe he taught my older siblings." __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Bread!