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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 27, 2009 23:34:27 GMT
*Snickers at the nick name, not used to endearments outside those from the Hogwarts Quidditch team*
I know, I know. It's going to be so dull as soon as I leave-
*Blinks, wondering how long it will take to get most of her things ready to move*
-hopefully it won't be too bad.
*Disapparates with a loud crack, still holding onto the towel and her wand*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 27, 2009 23:48:54 GMT
*Winks, reluctantly backing away from her.*
I'll make it fun. I'll go watch the grass grow.
*Stuffs his hands in his pockets as she vanishes before him.*
Right-o Ollivander, what to do now?
*Strolls lazily down the hall into the kitchen to fetch his wand, and back out to the sitting room. He sighs softly into the silence of the flat already missing her in the minute she's been gone.*
*Plops himself on the sofa, glances at the bookcase, and summons a random book. Reading will pass the time.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 0:11:57 GMT
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*Apparates in somewhere between the sitting room and the kitchen, leaning against her old Hogwarts trunk. Just like the old days, it's packed with clothes and such, only minus the textbooks, uniform robes and potions kits. She's wearing what looks like Quidditch robes without the fancy Gryffindor robes or paddings. It's something comfortable to wear whenever, and appropriate in case she needs to get back to the shop unexpectedly*
*Looks around, smiling at the wizard stretched out on the couch.*
Hope you don't mind-
*Calls out, sure he wouldn't*
-but I brought a few other things with me.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 0:28:36 GMT
*Beams brightly, taking notice of the trunk she's leaning against. Seeing that confirms his hopes she would move in. He tosses the book aside and sits up, nodding happily.*
Fine by me. You've more stuff than that?
*Pushes himself off the sofa, stretching out.*
Cause I'm not so sure there's enough room for what you've brought.
*Grins crookedly, containing his actual excitement that she is really going to be living here.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 0:38:35 GMT
*Smirks, shaking her head at his question*
Well, if there isn't enough room, then there isn't enough room.
*Shrugs innocently, practically bouncing at the thought of staying here with him. She absently knocks on the trunk a few times, amused by the deceptive hollow sounds.*
Most of whatever's left is furniture, or other little knick-knacks I'll be owling back to Mum.
*Thoughtful expression*
I never really liked much of it anyways, but she'll get over it.
Then ask where I'm moving to...and with who.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 0:52:02 GMT
*He was teasing her, but he let's her continue on. He rocks back and forth on his heels, excessive amounts of giddy energy overwhelming him.*
You can bring whatever you want, Katie. I was only teasing you. There's always room for your things, and if there comes a time when we're up to our necks in it we'll just be the smart witch and wizard we are, and use our little wands.
*Waves his wand in front of her eyes.*
*Stops rocking at the mention of telling her mother whom she is moving in with, and his face pales. He hasn't said a word to his mum, or his sister for that matter about seeing Katie let alone her moving in.*
Guess we shoulda said something, huh?
*Shrugs nervously and begins to tease her again to try to cover up how unbalanced he is.*
She'll love me. All witches do.
*Smiles cheekily.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 1:02:53 GMT
*Quirks one eyebrow as he pales, and both eyebrows shoot up at his question.* Oi! I'm not a First Year, if she doesn't like the move, then that's her loss. The only one I'm worried about is my father! *Dramatic . Is teasing him back, without replying to the "All witches do." comment.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 1:09:47 GMT
* Eyes pop, and he swallows hard only to nearly choke himself. He coughs, gasps, and coughs some more. He was so busy thinking of her mother he stupidly forgot about her father.* *Sputters.* Right... father...*Clears his throat a couple of time, gathering control of himself. Obviously he doesn't have any experience as a father, but as an older brother to a beautiful sister he has a reasonable grasp of how much her father is going to like him.* *Smiles weakly to her, trying to speak in a chipper voice.* S-so when do I get to meet them?
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 1:16:53 GMT
*Facepalm!*
*Starts laughing loudly at his expression. Sure, her father might be a bit on the raging, over protective side, but she didn't think he'd be too threatening. She holds onto the trunk to keep from falling as brief flashes of said encounter played before her eyes.*
You'll- you're-
*Takes a deep breath, still laughing*
-he's not going to kill you or anything, love.
He'd better not.
Anyone I should be worried about?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 1:24:12 GMT
*Looks at her confused for a moment. This is serious, dad's are not to be toyed with, and here she is laughing at him. He frowns, and pouts a bit.*
It isn't funny, Katie.
*Shakes his head, shrugging.*
*Hesitantly.*
Um... You... erm... already sort of... um... met her?
*Smiles apologetically. It's his fault Katie was put in that predicament in the Leaky.*
Beyond that there's no one. My mum will eat you up, Daisy will absolutely adore you, dad... well he's dad. Charming fellow, funny too. You'll get on great with him. Leighton he's a bit like me, so I think you'll fit into the family seamlessly.
*Looks at her dreamily.*
Kind of like you fit in here.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 1:34:12 GMT
*Blinks, swatting his comment about the Leaky away.*
*Drawls*
That's what I meant, Ollivander. As in your family, not past relationships.
*Blinks again, trying to sort through whatever he'd just told her.*
Your mum'll eat me up-
*Grins*
-your dad sounds nice, but who are Daisy and Leighton?
*Beams back at him, not really wanting to fight down the warm 'n fuzzy feeling she has from his last comment.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 1:40:44 GMT
*Reaches out for her hand, jerking his head over his shoulder toward the sofa.*
My sister and brother.
*Starts to turn to walk over to the sofa.*
In fact you mighta seen Daisy before, she runs the Magical Menagerie.
Speaking of animals, I've a few pets myself. Though most of them are still at back at my parents. I had to leave 'em behind when I came to look for my uncle, and seeing that I was the one he taught his trade to, I get to be the one to run the shop.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 1:46:33 GMT
*Follows him over to the sofa, knowing the only way she'd recognize Daisy would be meeting her, again? She's terrible with names anways*
Older or younger siblings?
*Surprised look at the mention of pets*
A few, as in...? And what are they? Why'd-
*Snaps her mouth shut with a sheepish grin*
Shut up before this turns into an interrogation, Bell!
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 1:54:54 GMT
*Drops down on the sofa, looking unconcerned while inwardly he hopes his like of animals doesn't kill the deal.*
Just a couple...
*Lifts his arms behind his head, leaning back comfortably, trying to appear that way anyway.*
A cat, one Krup...
*Voice starts to lower.*
...a rat, and two Bowtruckles...
*Whispering now.*
...and maybe a Niffler.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 2:03:45 GMT
*Almost launches herself at him as she hears something about a Niffler.*
No- wait- I'm actually jealous now! I always wanted another pet, besides the owls for school, but I couldn't. Apparently they'd be too much of a distraction?
*Laughs at her mother's reasoning and collapses in the space next to him with a bright smile*
They're all yours? You lucky git.
*Pokes his side playfully, still wondering how one person could care for all of those creatures at once*
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