 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone  The older girl certainly wouldn't have been offended, especially considering the movement of the patronuses WAS something truly beautiful. She was still sour she couldn't produce anything corporeal, or else she'd probably do it all the time just to watch the Charms movement. She took a small sip of her hot chocolate as she settled in, listening as Desiree responded to her rapid fire questions - giving the occasional nods of interest or agreement. "It's all been pretty much the same for me! I just got back from France myself. Spent some time with my Maman. But now I need to start applying for jobs and a flat and… just figure everything out for next term I suppose!" It was a lot, but she'd get it settled. "How's volunteer work? And how was your trip?"
At the question of her food, Mouse gave a giggle as she stabbed a forkful and put it in her mouth. "it's truly a better combo than anyone gives it credit for! Would you like to try?" Desiree blinked at the mention of France. Not that she was surprised that Mouse had spent some time there, but she wondered if Mouse’s trip had overlapped with hers. “Shame I didn’t know about your trip ahead of time! We could’ve met up!” she said, the wheels in her brain already turning. “Oh well, maybe that’s something we can do next summer.” How much fun would that be?!
Speaking of France, her thoughts turned to her own trip. “My trip was fun, Lots of shopping and quality time with my grandparents, though it does get a bit crowded with all of us in the same house. How’s your Maman?”
Desiree took a dainty sip of her white chocolate mocha before answering the other question. “The volunteer work is going well so far, a little tiring sometimes but rewarding. Though I’ll be glad when I can use magic outside school!” And that wouldn’t be long; her seventeenth birthday was only a few months away! “What kind of job are you applying for? Something in the fashion industry, I hope!” To think she might’ve gone into that field… had it not been for the teddy-rat incident her third year!
She eyed the lemon posset with an intrigued expression. “I believe it,” she replied. “Yes, please. Trade for a bite of my torte?”
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |