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“You are admitting it? And threatening me?”
“I am not threatening you. I am not saying a single other thing than what will happen if people touch her. I’ll give my life for her. That would be very bad according to our Divinations Professor… I don’t want it but if it comes my way… I will take it. And if it comes to that? Mom would be here first. Dad a bit later. And they would burn this place to the ground.” And you got maybe a foot away from her since you couldn’t stand pushy men or women.
<span class="mu-s">A quick spell and we could be back further… I am… I am getting tired. Need to lay back. I don’t think I can help much… maybe don’t get in more fights for a couple of days.”</span>
“Sanders… you haven’t even been here a week and have managed to send four people to the infirmary, five if you count yourself, and apparently got into fights with giant cats and spiders-“
“Corn too, now.”, and you hold up your index finger which had a bit of a bit of a bruise on it.
“And…corn. And we are going to have to deal with you for at least another year. F-fucking crap.”
“I was told before I wasn’t going to have a boring life.”
“Fine, we have our very own lightning rod of doom now. What you <span class="mu-i">will </span>be doing is spending the rest of the day in your dorm while I consult with the Headmistress and Headmaster; your sister will be joining you after she is done with what I assume is flying, given every time I have gone to the pitch to practice myself this week she has been there. J-just follow me back to your Hall.”
“Oh, you play too? My sister would probably get along with you.”, you said and pushed out your remaining charm and gave a million Galleon smile.
“I’m captain of the Pukwudgie team, so you could say that… Merlin, she is just like you right? I am going to have to deal with her at try-outs tomorrow assuming I can’t get the pair of you sent back to England in a crate, aren’t I? How in Merlin’s robes are there two of you?”, your somewhat flustered Head girl said as she began leading you back to the Thunderbird Halls and you couldn’t be sure if she was protecting you from the other students of if it was the other way around.
“Well… mom was really fertile. There is a third, also. Not blood related but still our little sister. On the team for the International Wizarding Cup and the smartest person you will ever meet. And? What I said about my twin… it applies to my best friend too. My littler little sister.”
“For fuck's sake. I’m on there too! Is it the tiny one? Brown hair? Good with potions?”
“Yep. Cinnamon colored is the better term; the red in her hair is really pretty. She is far nicer, much kinder than us but is going to win the cup for Ilvermorny this year. And?”
“And, Sanders?”
>OOCI apologize for the absence. Post holiday crap as well as depression I deal with around the holidays. I also forget right after new insurance kicks in, my field does always get busy, had to work more than I wanted.
