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AuroraQuinn 
Aurora nodded slowly, "So it's... just some circles on a board?" she asked. Hmm, maybe it could be fun, but she was starting to doubt it. Hmmm, which colour? "Does it matter which colour I pick?" she said, reaching for the black disks, ooh they were all shiny. "I bet you could get them to move by themselves pretty easily." |She was already thinking of charms to do it... hmmm, maybe something 'mobulus...' "But I suppose we're playing it the muggle way." she added, putting the disk down that she had been twiddling between her fingers.
Oh goodness, it was adorable when guys blushed! A little smile crossed Aurora's lips, "You should learn to take compliments." she said, nudging him with her elbow. "Yeah, people can be... difficult. At least you're here now, sounds like your friends at home sucked." she said, smiling back at Kennedy, picking up one of the counters and spinning it like a coin on the board, she knew only too well what people could be like - although she had always been on the other side to people like Kennedy - she probably still would be when she went back home - but there was something about Hogwarts... she shrugged, she didn't know why she was like that with other people, but it was different here, she was nicer... sometimes.
"Anyway, you don't need to worry about muggles anymore, soon enough you'll be able to get your own back." she tapped her wand - in it's holster of course - grinning slightly; she was kidding, and it was obvious... sort of. He couldn't do any of it out of Hogwarts before he was of age anyway. She stopped the counter spinning with one finger and started to build a tower. Red, black, red, black... "Did you ever - before you came to Hogwarts, I mean - did you ever use your magic for... like... I don't know. For when people were horrible, did you ever accidentally use magic on them?" she asked - she was interested - her whole family were magical, she had learnt to keep it under control pretty quickly and she just wondered how that could happen with kids who weren't pureblood.
“No...kind of,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.
“It's almost like regular Chess where you choose a color and your opponent chooses the other.” Was he making sense? Most likely no. He took a red disk and placed it on one of the black squares on the board.
“I bet you could,” he said, smirking. Aurora was a talented witch, and Kennedy just knew she was thinking of a way to charm the disks to move.
“Yes, we are. Maybe some other time we can try to charm them and see how that works.” That would be fun, and that way when he went back home he could play by himself.
"Okay, now we place our own disks on the black squares on the board, starting from the three squares at your end," he said, placing three red disks where he had motioned.
Kennedy grinned and looked down at the board. It wouldn't be so hard to accept compliments if his cheeks didn't turn red every time he got one. Why couldn't he have a switch, so that way he could control it. He looked up again and shook his head.
“I wouldn't call them friends.” Friends didn't torture you or make fun of your family for their own enjoyment.
“And they did, big time,” he said, managing to smile. They did suck, no question about that. But, he could call the people he's met here friends and that made a strange feeling well up in his chest. It was a nice feeling, though.
He laughed at the thought of him hexing one of the kids back home. Although, he would enjoy seeing them stunned he wouldn't do it. Kennedy didn't want to get kicked out of Hogwarts. Plus, Aurora was joking, right? Hehe. He's eyes drifted from Aurora's red and black tower to her. Did he ever use magic? Feeling as if someone was listening, Kennedy scooted a little closer to Aurora. He hasn't told anyone about this, just the shopkeeper at Diagon Alley, but he had to because the guy wouldn't give him a wand if he didn't explain himself.
“I did, b-but it wasn't like I wanted to hurt anyone,” he said, hanging his head in shame.
“The first time, a kid I thought was my friend was insulting my mom...we fought and somehow I...I-I shocked him...with my hand.” He looked down at his hand. That was when he earned one of his nicknames; The Freak.