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Old 01-29-2010, 01:57 AM   #5 (permalink)
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"The bubble would be funny. I'd love to see you try," she smiled at him. A bag over his head making the bag look ridiculous? Ha nice try. "No I totally think the bag would make you look ridiculous." What if he suffocated then? The thought may have not crossed his mind.

"Of course you wouldn't," she laughed at his gesture. "Because you're evil." He was. Okay, so maybe not as much as she usually was. She wasn't as mean. Stupid Beaxbatons had softened her up. "And of course you would never suspect me to get you in trouble right?" she questioned with a smirk.

Sighing, she looked over at him. If she started talking she may start crying. Thalia didn't want to lower her defense and show the weak side of her to Parker. The story was bad. And he wanted to hear it. "Okay, fine." She took a deep breath. "I was nine, it was a normal day at school. Everything seemed normal. I lived in New York then," she started, staring absently at the wall in front of her. "My best friend Callie and I were walking back to my apartment like we did everyday. It was normal for kids to roam when school let out," Thalia explained to him. Then she had on an expression of thinking. She continued on. "We decided to take a short cut through an alley---," she felt a lump in her throat constrict. "We didn't know the harm it would cause. Men in black jumped out from behind. We didn't see them." A tear started to fall down her cheek. "They grabbed her--," her voice started to choke up. "And---and killed her," she finished in a small voice. "I got away but not before getting this," she tilted her head up to reveal a long white scar on her neck. Tears dripped down her cheeks and face. Her head dropped in her hands. Right now she couldn't keep her defense up.
Parker snickered. He would know how it felt to be his rat when he put him in his ball. "Me and my rat could race." Parker would win of course, he was much bigger and faster. "You know I would put that bag to shame."

"I am not evil. Just.." he thought about it for a moment, "misunderstood." It wasn't really true, but it was the best he could come up with. "Hmm, I might have to hold you to that. I want to see you get me into trouble." Either way, it would be fun. Trouble never really scared him.

His eyes never left hers when she started to tell the story. What did he get himself into? About to protest that she didn't have to continue, she, well continued. And now he made her cry. Way to go, Parker. he thought to himself as he waited for the story to end. He was really lost for words, for the first time in his life. "I'm sorry." he muttered. Maybe he should hug her, or something? "Umm," this was not weird at all, "I'm glad you were ok." Which he genuinely was.

Deciding that this was a bad idea, Parker stood and and held his hand out to Thalia, "Come on, let's find the Room of Requirement." he owed her that much.
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