Apparating, teleporting, instantaneous travel. Helios didn't care much about any of it. Half the fun was in the journey.
Nearly stumbling into a log, his attention was elsewhere. He was a sixteen year old boy, apparating could be fun, but he wanted a car like a normal, muggle boy.
Taking a seat on the log, he loosend his tie and rolled up his sleeves, soaking up the sun. "This will get interesting."
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