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Old 04-25-2023, 12:47 AM   #40 (permalink)
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Adam liked the garden. It was a nice break from the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley. While his younger sister had never met a stranger in her life, he lacked her ability to strike up a conversation with any random person who crossed his path. All the noise and crowds were a bit much for him, so he quietly slipped away while Desiree was busy being... well, Desiree and followed his father to the garden.

Sitting on one of the benches, Adam eyed the phoenix statue, and his thoughts turned to the people lost in the war. He hadn't known any of them personally, but his father had and he knew that the losses hit him hard. 2104… Adam would’ve been a second year then. Had his parents not decided to home school him, he would’ve been at Hogwarts when the final battle there happened, and the Neo Alliance most likely would’ve lost patience with him long before that.

He left the bench to roam the garden, though he wasn’t sure whether his purpose was to give his father a moment alone or to distract himself from his own thoughts. Along the way, he noticed a girl who looked to be about his age, maybe a year or two younger. What was she doing? Sleeping? Meditating? Whatever it was, it seemed rude to disturb her. He turned away as quietly as possible… and promptly stepped on a twig with a crunch. “Sorry,” he whispered.
Daisy's eyes flew open as she heard a twig crunch nearby. Turning lazily to see what it was, she saw it was a boy around her age. The meditation must have worked, though, because rather than being annoyed at being interrupted, the nearly eightteen-year-old smiled. He did apologize, after all.

"It's alright," she said, checking her watch. She'd lost track of time, what with her eyes being closed and all. Had she really been sitting on the ground for that long? She smoothly got to her feet, trying to subtly brush the dirt off her jeans.

"I was nearly done anyway." Which was not technically true, she thought she may have sat there for hours if undisturbed, but it should have been true. Her feet may have fallen asleep if she'd been sitting in that position for too long.
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