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*squidnie* · 08-02-2011, 10:52 PM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

At night. Okay. That must be afternoon in England or something, she had to get a book about world's clock or whatever. Or just look it up somewhere on the internet. Anyways, Louisa felt the excitement of their arrangements and embraced it strongly- the feeling could send her happy for the rest of term even if Ryden passed by and smacked her on the head.

Aww! A secluded spot on the ocean.. that was impressive. Very. Especially for a boy. She hugged her knees, again, and leaned her head on top of them, "Why do you sit there by yourself? What do you think of?" She needed to know what goes through his mind... behind the smirks, jokes, and laughs he held a deep personality it was clear now.

She laughed at his parents' reaction, "I think my real father would be proud of me if he found out." She said excitedly, "Although I've never met him or heard his voice, I know that he'd be proud to have a daughter just like him- magical," the last word had been completely full of dreamy tone. After staring blankly, smiling, at the space above Dal's head, she lowered her gaze to meet his, "How did your parents act when they found out about you?" She never heard the story from a muggleborn. All of her friends were either Purebloods or half and half.

That question totally caught Dal off-guard. He just stared at Louisa for a moment before taking a deep breath and starting to think. Well, the first question was easy to answer, at least. "Why?" He shrugged. "Because... it's peaceful. And honestly there's no one to sit with." He said it in a matter-of-fact tone; he didn't want pity or anything. He didn't need any. He was perfectly fine with being alone with just himself and the sand and the ocean. "Besides, it's only at night that I just sit on the beach. Usually I'm surfing or swimming."

Louisa's next question, however, was harder to answer. Much harder. "What do I think about?" he repeated, a wrinkle forming over his eyebrows as he thought. "Well, a lot of stuff. It depends on the day. And how I'm feeling." He paused, thinking about stopping there... but he was sure that that answer wouldn't satisfy Louisa, so he sort of forced himself to continue. "Usually I like to think about the ocean itself. And traveling." Another pause... then he plowed on. "Or sometimes school and friends and family. Anything, really. Whatever crosses my mind."

Boy, he was talking about himself a lot, wasn't he? He bit his lip, thinking he should revert the conversation back to her... but she had asked him something else, so it was only polite to reply. Oh, and it turned out that he'd been wrong; she wasn't a Muggleborn. Whoops.

He chuckled a bit, hiding his embarrassment as he talked. "My mom was really glad when we found out that I was a wizard, too. But it was a shock, sort of, 'cause my parents thought they'd already figured out the reason behind my 'abnormality.'" He made air-quotes around the word and rolled his eyes. Then, biting his lip again, he looked at Louisa. "I have ADHD, see, and they thought that was the reason I acted differently. Me being a wizard just added to the fact that I'm 'different.'" He made air-quotes again and pulled a slightly hurt face, looking down at his hands clasped in his lap.

Right, stop talking now, Dallin.

08-02-2011, 10:52 PM	#700 (permalink)
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