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noodles · 08-16-2023, 04:27 PM

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

Who said life wasn’t easy?

It was very easy when you came from a wealthy, well respected family and couldn’t ask for anything. Except maybe the love and appreciation of certain older members of the family but that was a whole discussion for another date. Greenwoods took life with the confidence and swagger of someone who oozed power, not act all childish over trivial things.

With the exception of Dragons, he could easily find himself excited over those.

“You’re TWELVE, they’re not going to let you on the Quidditch pitch.” Who on earth would want to anyway, Quidditch was such a pointless game with no real sense of accomplishment. Not like Wizards Chess which used strategy and intelligence. “Brooms should be used for sweeping and not flying.” Honestly what was wrong with the other, less dangerous modes of transport? As for a pet, that would mean that Eli would have to look after it and feed it and groom it and do whatever else pets needed and not rely on someone else to do all that for you. Do things for others wasn’t his forte. “Maybe a toad.” he replied. Perhaps then others wouldn’t try to strike up conversations with him over a cute and fluffy pet. “I’ll call it Ezra.” Then, as a reminder that he WAS in fact eleven years old and not the grumpy old man he sometimes resembled, his tongue poked out at his brother.

Elias didn’t intentionally try to start anything but sometimes his opinion just HAD to be known. He couldn’t help that his face often showed what he was feeling too and that it offended people. Unfortunately Eli’s peace and quiet didn’t last too long as Ezra returned within a few minutes spouting that he’d managed to find the list.

“Congratulations” he replied sarcastically resisting the urge to roooooooll his eyes.

Ahem. AHEM. Ezra WAS a Greenwood. But that didn't mean he couldn't be a child. He WAS a child. And no, he didn't walk through life with any swaggering, nor did he ooze any power. But maybe that would come in later life with a little experience. Maybe.

Or maybe going to Hogwarts was going to be the adventure he hoped it would be! A broom seemed like the ideal way to start said adventure. The perfect way to explore the castle grounds, seeing it in all it's glory from up high.

“I don't really want to play Quidditch, Eli. I just want to fly.” Pfft. Quidditch Smidditch. Ezra actually rolled his eyes at Eli's continued ranting. Everything was a downer with Eli. “You sound like a muggle right now, you know?” He retorted. “A muggle street cleaner.” They used brooms to clean, right? Right?

Ezra gasped. A toad called EZRA? That was just mean. But the boy did giggle at the tongue poking. “You love me so much you'd name your pet after me. That's sweet!” Aww.. Brotherly love.

He trundled over to his brother, parchment still in hand and gave him a BIG hug, not caring if he didn't respond to it. “Now we can get our books and you can stop being grumpy.”

Things were looking up!

08-16-2023, 04:27 PM	#59 (permalink)
noodles Hinkypunk Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: hiss Posts: 12,265 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2	Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot Who said life wasn’t easy? It was very easy when you came from a wealthy, well respected family and couldn’t ask for anything. Except maybe the love and appreciation of certain older members of the family but that was a whole discussion for another date. Greenwoods took life with the confidence and swagger of someone who oozed power, not act all childish over trivial things. With the exception of Dragons, he could easily find himself excited over those. *“You’re TWELVE, they’re not going to let you* on the Quidditch pitch.” Who on earth would want to anyway, Quidditch was such a pointless game with no real sense of accomplishment. Not like Wizards Chess which used strategy and intelligence. “Brooms should be used for sweeping and not flying.”** Honestly what was wrong with the other, less dangerous modes of transport? As for a pet, that would mean that Eli would have to look after it and feed it and groom it and do whatever else pets needed and not rely on someone else to do all that for you. Do things for others wasn’t his forte. “Maybe a toad.” he replied. Perhaps then others wouldn’t try to strike up conversations with him over a cute and fluffy pet. “I’ll call it Ezra.” Then, as a reminder that he WAS in fact eleven years old and not the grumpy old man he sometimes resembled, his tongue poked out at his brother. Elias didn’t intentionally try to start anything but sometimes his opinion just HAD to be known. He couldn’t help that his face often showed what he was feeling too and that it offended people. Unfortunately Eli’s peace and quiet didn’t last too long as Ezra returned within a few minutes spouting that he’d managed to find the list. “Congratulations” he replied sarcastically resisting the urge to roooooooll his eyes. Ahem. AHEM. Ezra WAS a Greenwood. But that didn't mean he couldn't be a child. He WAS a child. And no, he didn't walk through life with any swaggering, nor did he ooze any power. But maybe that would come in later life with a little experience. Maybe. Or maybe going to Hogwarts was going to be the adventure he hoped it would be! A broom seemed like the ideal way to start said adventure. The perfect way to explore the castle grounds, seeing it in all it's glory from up high. “I don't really want to play Quidditch, Eli. I just want to fly.” Pfft. Quidditch Smidditch. Ezra actually rolled his eyes at Eli's continued ranting. Everything was a downer with Eli. “You sound like a muggle right now, you know?” He retorted. “A muggle street cleaner.” They used brooms to clean, right? Right? Ezra gasped. A toad called EZRA? That was just mean. But the boy did giggle at the tongue poking. “You love me so much you'd name your pet after me. That's sweet!” Aww.. Brotherly love. He trundled over to his brother, parchment still in hand and gave him a BIG hug, not caring if he didn't respond to it. “Now we can get our books and you can stop being grumpy.” Things were looking up! __________________