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OtterySt.Catchpole · 09-19-2005, 06:39 PM

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Originally Posted by r+h4ever1/Ottery's Angel

Smiles just because.

I knew you'd get it love...*glomps Shannon*

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Ottery lay in the tub resting his head on his hands as he floated on the water. "Thank God for company," he thought. He had just escaped a beating at his vicious aunt's hands. Still, he would likely pay for it tomorrow with cold breakfast, a rap on the head, with her knuckles or the wooden spoon, or some mean or cutting remark. He sighed, as he floated on the warm water. It was the only escape he had...Aunt Ivy had a knack for barging into his room unnanounced, always trying to catch him in the middle of something heinous no doubt. "What? Does she think I'm hiding someone under my bed? Or I robbed a bank and stashed the money somewhere?" She always eyed him funnily. He sighed again.
The gentlemen would be staying in town in Dona Mercedes' Casa de Huespedes. Wulfric, as the younger man had asked Ottery to call him, was interested in talking. About anything really, he seemed like such a warm and caring person to the boy, if a bit too naive, and trusting. The Muggle had just eyed everything curiously. He was the one who interested Ottery more though. Namely because he wanted to ask him for a go in his car.
There was a knock on the window, Ottery said, "Come in," and Ruben was there at the window. Ottery had been expecting him. But first he'd had to have dinner, whenever Ruben's mother finally got her son in the house she did everything she could to keep him in. But, short of locking his rooms window, or chopping the tree that grew next to it, there wasn't keeping Ruben locked up any more than Ottery not when they didn't want to be.
"So what's with the car?" Ruben asked, and suddenly Ottery didn't know what to say. To his best friend of forever. It was just then that the prospect of going away finally hit him with some reality.
All summer long Ruben and he had been waiting for their owls from La Academia De Magias y Hechizos in Mexico City...it was the nearest magical school, unless you wanted to go to the states and neither of them wanted that. But Dumbledore hadn't said anything about Ruben being invited. Ottery thought it best perhaps to keep quiet about that, at least for now, while he thought about it.
"Oye Ruben. Let's go see David tomorrow?" He asked, sinking half his face in the water to make bubbles.
"All right. You want to take the horseless carriage?" He asked, a wicked smile on his face.
"It's the only way to travel." Ottery replied laughing back at him.
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O: *wiping a tear from his eyes* I'm really liking my autobiography Teddy.
T: All those old memories...
O:

You remember that Christmas...
T: Uh, uh, uh...we haven't gotten there yet.
O: *sniffles* Right...right...

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OtterySt.Catchpole SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House Posts: 18,909 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year	Delving further into the past...did I tell you all about the time I saved the world?? Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert Quote: Originally Posted by r+h4ever1/Ottery's Angel Smiles just because. I knew you'd get it love...glomps Shannon ------------------------------------------- Ottery lay in the tub resting his head on his hands as he floated on the water. "Thank God for company," he thought. He had just escaped a beating at his vicious aunt's hands. Still, he would likely pay for it tomorrow with cold breakfast, a rap on the head, with her knuckles or the wooden spoon, or some mean or cutting remark. He sighed, as he floated on the warm water. It was the only escape he had...Aunt Ivy had a knack for barging into his room unnanounced, always trying to catch him in the middle of something heinous no doubt. "What? Does she think I'm hiding someone under my bed? Or I robbed a bank and stashed the money somewhere?" She always eyed him funnily. He sighed again. The gentlemen would be staying in town in Dona Mercedes' Casa de Huespedes. Wulfric, as the younger man had asked Ottery to call him, was interested in talking. About anything really, he seemed like such a warm and caring person to the boy, if a bit too naive, and trusting. The Muggle had just eyed everything curiously. He was the one who interested Ottery more though. Namely because he wanted to ask him for a go in his car. There was a knock on the window, Ottery said, "Come in," and Ruben was there at the window. Ottery had been expecting him. But first he'd had to have dinner, whenever Ruben's mother finally got her son in the house she did everything she could to keep him in. But, short of locking his rooms window, or chopping the tree that grew next to it, there wasn't keeping Ruben locked up any more than Ottery not when they didn't want to be. "So what's with the car?" Ruben asked, and suddenly Ottery didn't know what to say. To his best friend of forever. It was just then that the prospect of going away finally hit him with some reality. All summer long Ruben and he had been waiting for their owls from La Academia De Magias y Hechizos in Mexico City...it was the nearest magical school, unless you wanted to go to the states and neither of them wanted that. But Dumbledore hadn't said anything about Ruben being invited. Ottery thought it best perhaps to keep quiet about that, at least for now, while he thought about it. "Oye Ruben. Let's go see David tomorrow?" He asked, sinking half his face in the water to make bubbles. "All right. You want to take the horseless carriage?" He asked, a wicked smile on his face. "It's the only way to travel." Ottery replied laughing back at him. ----------------------------------------------------- O: wiping a tear from his eyes I'm really liking my autobiography Teddy. T: All those old memories... O: You remember that Christmas... T: Uh, uh, uh...we haven't gotten there yet. O: sniffles Right...right... __________________