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SenoritaMaxie 
"I hope so," Shel said affably. His hands moved over the end of his broomstick, polish doing its work in its shiny, shiny way. There. That was just the way he liked it. He loved his broom. A lot.
Taking care of it was always fun. Shel could not wait to climb it, and be in the air again. Being airborne was always an amazing feeling, and he could never really understand why some people seemed to dislike it so much. Fear of heights, probably, he decided.
"Well, my broom's afraid of you, for one," he told her, grinning. "It has a very strong feeling you eat wood. Tooth fairies have strong teeth, you know."
He tapped the cloth he had been using on his broom with his wand, his touch light. It immediately looked cleaner - and it had certainly needed the cleaning, seeing how much dirtier it had become after he had begun to use it. He had really left his broom alone, the past couple of days. He needed to pay it more attention, the broomstick was practically wailing for it, today!
"Yeah, I met my mother," he said, nodding. "She's fine, she was happy. At least, she seemed happy. She gave me a gift." He rolled his eyes. One of her 'muggle' gifts again. It had been a set of CD's. Music, mostly. Metal. But he liked it, metal. Heavy metal, especially. "Muggle stuff," he told Sarah. He hesitated, then added, "And a bracelet. One of Aph's. She said she found it when leaving - you know - dad's home. I'd never seen it before, it's very..." he paused, thinking of the right word.
"Very nostalgic," he finished. The movement of hand across broomstick had stopped, for a moment, but now it was re-continued. He held up his broom, in quite good shape once again, now that he had tended to it.
What was it with Boys and their brooms? It was like they almost worshipped them. They won't care if they were incredilbly filthy, well not that Shel was always afilthy, He was infact a VERY clean person but in gerneral like Sarah's own doofus cousin- He's almost throw a fit if his broom was not in good shape.
Wierd. But Boys were in many ways very,
very not-normal. Hehe.
Sarah snorted when He said his broom was afraid of her- but had to roll her eyes when he commented on her teeth. You really couldn't win when you were talking with Shel- Sarah was used to it.
"Well tell Your broom that am not planning to ride it any way, not even if the Minister comes down and offers me his baby teeth,"
There.
Sarah smiled when He told her that His Mum was happy- Sarah liked His Mum alot. She fascinated her a lot and clearly she was the one person that Shel couldn't really get to with his words.
"Oh." That was all that came out as a comment when He mentioned the bracelet. Sarah knew all about his sister- well parts of it, Shel had told her about it in her second year and it had been very clear How close He was with his sister.
She really didn't know what to say, she wanted to comfort him but in no way she really knew How He would be comforted. It was just seemed so personal. After a few moments as she watched him polishing his broom stick- Sarah spoke:
"So, Evavgeline is back . . ." That still made Sarah grin, days were better now- seeing as her bestfriend was back at school.