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Connor looked up and saw Phoenix, he didn't know the kid that well so it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't like he was rude either. "Hey, just a book i'm writing. Well more like editing..well..kinda writing." So he didn't know what he was really doing, just trying to make it better, maybe add some thing in, he wanted to make sure it was perfect so he could send it off to publishers soon.
"Just trying to make sure it's perfect." He'd been writing it for close to a year, maybe he needed to take more time with it? Ughh the whole thing had him so skeptical of himself. "So, what are you up to?" He asked the younger lion. "Congrats making Gryffindor."
"You're writing a BOOK?" Phe's eyebrows shot up behind his curly mess of hair.
"That's so cool. How do you even have the patience..?" Phoenix couldn't really sit still long enough to write a paragraph, let alone a whole book. he'd rather be doing something active. Or playing music or something. Something he can DO.
What was HE up to?
"Nothing much. Exploring. Making friends. Doing anything that isn't being sat down, usually." Except like, right now. Obviously.
"Oh, thanks! Yeah, my brother was one, I bet he'll be dead chuffed." Not that he'd really have cared either way.
"Charlie'll be disappointed though. Him and Krystal had this hope I was gonna be a Slytherin - my brother's bandmates - but Odder thought I'd be a Hufflepuff I think. He was teasing me about it, I don't think I'd have minded though." He was babbling, as usual, but he always thought out loud.
"I didn't think I'd be a Slytherin. I don't think I'd fit." Slytherins were supposed to be sly, right? Phoenix wasn't. Phoenix was about as transparent as cling film...