Harry Potter RPG

[Sunshine]

She rolled her eyes, smiling at the first comment. "Well, I don't know. You've never said anything about them... Do you have any siblings?"

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"Yah I do but...yah I have two sisters and a brother," he said with a smile

 

[Sunshine]

She nodded. "They aren't here, are they?" she asked, thinking. She didn't remember anyone with his last name around.

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"No...uhm my brother is a muggle and teh twins are too young." he said looking down at the blade of grass he was destroying

 

[Sunshine]

"Oh..." she said. She looked away. "Are your parents... wizards?"

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

“Well my dad was a wizard and my mum is a Witch but uhm…three years after I was born he…died.” He paused plucking another blade of grass, “then my mum got re-married and he is a muggle so…Brady got the muggle DNA I guess.”

 

[Sunshine]

"Oh," she said. "I'm sorry about your dad."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"its ok...at least those who...mur..yah well they are locked up safe and sound." he looked up forcing a smile

 

[Sunshine]

She nodded uncomfortably. "Yeah... that's good to know."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"Information overload?" he asked at her expression

 

[Sunshine]

"A bit," she lied. She'd never really known anyone whose family had been hurt by another wizard. It was disconcerting.

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"sorry," he muttered grabbing another blade of grass, "I tend to take off about my family." he smiled, "no one really asks me about them."

 

[Sunshine]

She nodded. "It's okay. I... understand."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

"But at least people know about your family...mine is...obscure," he emphisised the last word

 

[Sunshine]

"People always... assume that all we do is... talk about dark arts and be... evil," she whispered. "I'd prefer the obscurity."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

he couldn't help but smile, "Well Isla...to be honset...that is sort of the impression that you give a lot of the time."

 

[Sunshine]

"Give people what they want, I suppose. If I didn't do it, then they'd think I wasn't telling the truth anyway."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

Quait shook his head, "I don't think so. you give people the short end of the stick...if you were yourself they would have no other option than to believe you."

 

[Sunshine]

Isla raised an eyebrow. "That I highly doubt."

 

[~Grateful * Surrender~]

he shurgged and looked down at his hands. this converstaion was so strange. they were talking about themselves without killing eachother and they were talking about thier families...something that never happened