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AmbiguouslyMe "Really?" Tibi turned his head suddenly. "She didn't tell you?" His face clearly betrayed his confusion. "When'd you find out, then?" Tibi thought it was really weird that a magic parent wouldn't tell, but what did he know.
"I only found out when my letter came. Didn't know anything about my dad being a wizard." He shrugged. "The sorting hat told me he was a 'Gryffindor from a line of Gryffindors,' though." He frowned a little, remembering it. "Ruddy hat told me I wasn't as brave as my dad so I couldn't be one, too." But, he cracked a smile, feeling a little better, "but I can't say I'd disagree, really."
Tibi thought for a moment. He couldn't ask his dad stuff obviously, but could Jake still talk to his mum? "Do you ever see her? Your birth mum, I mean?" Tibi whispered it, softly He didn't know if he was prying... but he was curious.
"I found out in my letter, too," Jake nodded, remembering the day he'd sat in his computer chair and span for hours and hours on end, before finding out he had a letter... opening it...
...
And pitching a total fit against his mother.
Smiling a little, Jake nodded. "I thought I'd be in Slytherin... my mother was," he added, and lifted his hand to show Tibi the ring on his little finger with the Slytherin crest on it. "The hat was stumped with me. Didn't have a clue where I could go I think... and the general rule for that is Hufflepuff."
And their house had a kind of stigma. That ole 'bunch o' duffers' one. Grrrrr.
Making a face, Jake shook his head. "Nope. And I don't want to see her, and I doubt she wants to see me," he said bluntly. And that was the end of that. Glancing down at his watch, Jake pulled another face. "I should go. I'm dead tired... always am these days," he added, feeling irked by this fact. In his firt year he could go for days at a time without sleep. Jake pushed himself up from the floor.