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Dances_With_Potter 
Chloe smiled up at the waiter Asher stopped and ordered a bowl of chicken velvet soup and a house salad with a water.
And then she resumed talking. "Right. I understand. I never enjoyed shopping with my mum either. Dance lessons would be great! You could probably even get her an instructor to come out to the house. Use the ballroom. If you don't want her traveling to and from the city." Right now, Chloe was very thankful for her great memory. It was going to come in very handy as all she had with her to write with was parchment, ink, and quill, and that would stick out terribly in the muggle world. She raised her eyebrows and giggled as Asher started with his weird semi-Russian accent. It was always so adorable when he did that. It was probably because he was hungry and wanted Maudi to feed him.
When he mentioned flying and Quidditch, Chloe quickly shushed him. Whispering, she said, "Asher, shh!" and then she mouthed the word "Muggles." And gave him a reproachful look that quickly fell into a fresh fit of giggles
"Vell, Kat isn't her mum." Asher told her.
"Zeir parents live in India currently. Kat is ze zister." Asher explained,
"Kat and I are ze zame age, her and Wynter is like Zi and I." Asher told her, his accent getting a little stronger the more he spoke. All he wanted right now was to eat and go home and fall asleep with Chloe in his arms. He needed sleep before they went to get Ziva from the train. Asher pinched the bridge of his nose for a moment,
"Vell, I mean soccer." Asher said nodding his head oddly, he was attempting a recovery, hoping that no one had heard him, he was talking in his quiet voice like he normally did.