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Coby's brow furrowed at the way Blake phrased that sentence, and he wondered if his loss was recent. He isn't any good at consoling people, but he is good at listening. Perhaps he should offer a listening ear? They weren't that close, but it would be polite. "Um," he began, unsure, but Blake then continued to talk about New York and Coby relaxed. "It sounds intense," the fourteen year old agreed, picturing the image he painted easily. He doesn't like noisy places all that much, but he's sure he'll enjoy visiting New York.
"We went to Cyprus, my whole family and I," he grinned as he talked, remembering the quiet hotel and smell of the beach. He liked the beach a lot. "My little brother is a first year this term, so we went for a whole week to celebrate."
Cool, I've been to Cyprus, my mum's a muggle and her family is all from America ... she met my dad over here and never left .... I suppose that's mostly my fault." When his parents had been married it wasn't a sacrifice for his mom to stay ... now he got the feeling she was waiting her time to move back.
"You have a little brother that's cool to. I'm an only child." Blake realized he was babbling, he hadn't shared his 'life' story with anyone really. But then again he hadn't really had many friends other than Bernadette and she already knew all of these things.
"Aren't siblings usually put in the same house?" Blake wondered how strange it would be to 'compete' against you sibling in a sense with them being in a different house.