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"The Riders aren't famous... Well - it really depends how one describes fame," Rachel answered, not really knowing how to explain. For people who knew the Riders, then they were impressive and above them and blah blah but for the people who didn't and weren't interested in the same things then the chances that they'd have an idea of who her family was were small.
And that didn't make sense at all. Ugh - it's late... My brain's all foggy. "Don't apologize - you didn't for my parents into being who they were, and my grandparents grew up educated like that too so it's just an unbroken -well, except for the odd disappointment here and there," she waved off his apology, her eyes going dark as she thought of Jake. Poor guy - all he had ever wanted to do was be a good son, and his parents all but threw him out of the house. Literally. They asked him very politely through a letter to leave and never come back.
If it hadn't actually happened and if she hadn't been presented with proof, Rachel would never have believed it. Nodding and grinning as Reid talked about his palomino, the fifth year felt an odd sense of calm wash over her, rendering her very tired but satiated. She felt herself cuddle up a bit more to Reid, getting comfortable in his arms.
"I never said it was a bad thing. . . I just pointed out the fact," she said tiredly, almost but not quite surprised at how tired she was. In a matter of seconds she had gone from completely energetic and happy to so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. Stifling a yawn, Rachel almost subconsciously shifted herself so that her head was now in her boyfriend's lap. "It's going to be quite a summer..." she whispered, smiling contently out towards the fire and a couple seconds later, she had drifted off.
Reid was about to respond to Rachel when he realised that she'd fallen asleep in his lap. Smiling down at her contently he began to card his fingers through her hair gently, letting the sound of the people and the animals take him away from Hogwarts and into an imaginary world. In that world he could start to mentally prepare himself for the role he was about to play. Reid was a method actor so this part of his preparation was extremely important.
I just hope I don't hurt Rachel if I get too into being my role.
Breathing slowly and deeply Reid looked back over to the tents, sighing softly when he realised that hers wasn't set up in the slightest. Standing up carefully, trying not to wake Rachel with his movements he began to walk steadily towards the tents. Opening up his own he bent slightly to walk into the space and over to his sleeping bag. Laying her down gently he unzipped the bag before placing her inside and doing it up again, brushing a strand of hair from her face before gently pecking her on the forehead.
Standing Reid made his way from his own tent and towards Rachel's, silently dreading having to put two tents up in one night. Rolling up his sleeves his eyes flashed with determination and he set to work, deciding that he would have to sleep in here for the night.
Eventually the tent was up and Reid collapsed beside it, exhausted from his efforts, but happy that he'd gotten it up. Now hopefully it would stay standing during the night. If it collapsed he would so not be happy.