02-25-2023, 04:50 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aryan Atreyu-Rehman Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12
| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Big bro and secret keeper! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline Food might have gotten her attention, but Nadia caught that her sister’s attention had been elsewhere before she and Raj had been fully back at the table Dy had picked for them. She gave her sister a quizzical look before dropping it as she took a seat. She could get to her twin when they were alone just the two of them. Somethings were best that way…always having each other’s backs from day one. As for the question of their next plans… “Zonkos?” she suggested as she nibbled on the warm cinnamon goodness of her Welsh cakes, her eyes look to see how her brother would react. Raj wasn’t catching the silent message sent between his sisters, but then he was quite used to being out of the loop in that respect. Instead he took his own seat and claimed his portion of the treats and took the quiet moment to enjoy them just being all together. Even with Dy and Nads in Hogwarts with him, it didn’t happen all that often for too long. He was mid sip at the question, raising an eyebrow over the glass at Nadia’s answer and pausing as if debating how to respond. “I suppose its better to keep an eye on you there than leave you to go alone."
More trouble was bound to happen then.
Of course Nads had seen her looking. If there was one person Dynah could keep no secrets from, then it was her twin. Nine months in their aunt’s womb had ensured they were close, not just physically. Dy just shook her head, a clear indication she didn’t wish to speak about her thoughts right now. Not because she didn’t want to confide in her siblings for fear of being judged {they did have two dads & none of the Atreyu-Rehmans’ were medieval thinkers} but because she didn’t want to jump to conclusions just yet.
Zonko’s!
Dynah’s face lit up much like Adi’s did when he got excited about something {such a man-child of a guy he was; how did Benny put up with him?}. “Yes, please!” Pay no attention to the first year bouncing in her seat, buttered crumpet waving in the air. “Even if you had refused to come along, we would have dragged you along by an arm each, Raj.” She threw a wink at Nads as she bit into her crumpet. A large blob of butter smudged her lips and chin in the process. “Ur no at fir uf,” she continued through a mouthful. Translation? You’re no match for us. |
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