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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 8, 2007 22:53:14 GMT
As I return my owl Bear to the owlery, I look at the package that she delivered with curiousity. My cousin in America sent it to me, saying "It's the coolest thing ever, from the muggle society."
As I sit on the window ledge, I rip open the packaging to reveal.....
A cube. It had several colored squares on each side, all mixed up. I study it for a little while then it dawns on me.
"A rubix cube." I whisper. She had told me about these things. They sounded like fun. I began mixing up the colors more.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 10, 2007 0:13:26 GMT
"Those motherfuckinggoodfornothingpeicesof - " I muttered as I walked into the owlery. I stopped as I saw Angela playing with some cube thing. "Oh, hey, I didn't think anyone else would be here. And what's that?!" I asked.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 10, 2007 1:33:02 GMT
I laugh. "Its a muggle toy. Called a Rubix Cube. So who are, what was that, mother fucking good for nothing pieces of shits? I'm taking a wild guess on what the last word is of course." I smile at him.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 11, 2007 1:14:35 GMT
I laughed, blushing slightly. "My parents." I said. "And what do the rubix cubes do?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 11, 2007 1:23:11 GMT
"It's like a game. A mental game. You gotta get all the colors organized and put on together on one side." I continue to twist it. In a few seconds, I've got all the white blocks on one side. "What did your parents do to make them....I'm not repeating that again."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 11, 2007 19:57:22 GMT
I raised my eyes, impressed. "Sounds cool." I said. "And they," I started, then gulped and looked away. "They killed Charly." I said quietly.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 14, 2007 21:57:42 GMT
"It's kind of hard." I continue to turn the blocks. I glance up at him. "Who's Charly?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 15, 2007 20:42:53 GMT
I smiled. "When you figure that thing out, I want a try." I said. "And Charly, Charlotte, was my fiance."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 16, 2007 0:39:46 GMT
I stop and look up at him for a few seconds then return to the cube. "Yeah, of course. I'm sorry about Charlotte."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 16, 2007 0:43:40 GMT
"Not your fault." I said smiling slightly. "My parents fault." I muttered.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 16, 2007 0:51:21 GMT
"I know. But I'm sorry for the loss of someone that I'm assuming you were close to." she gives it a few more twists and squeels. "I got one!"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 16, 2007 0:52:19 GMT
"Nice!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 16, 2007 0:59:03 GMT
she continues to turn and twist it. Finally, she stops and tosses it to him "That thing is a headache waiting to happen."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 16, 2007 16:53:02 GMT
"I bet." I said, trying anyways. After about a minute I shook my head. "I think I just killed it." I said laughing.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 17, 2007 1:59:09 GMT
"Does it still twist?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 17, 2007 15:10:58 GMT
"Um..... YES!" I yelled triumphantly. "I didn't kill it!"
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 18, 2007 11:04:36 GMT
"Yay for Peter." I smile in his direction.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 18, 2007 19:43:03 GMT
I laughed. "Well I didn't..." I siad, quietly, twisting it more. "GOT ONE!" I yelled triumphantly, throwing the rubix cube back to Ange.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 18, 2007 21:33:22 GMT
I look at the cube, twisting it slowly as I thnk. "Tell me about her. What was she like?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 18, 2007 23:52:13 GMT
"Charly?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 19, 2007 0:55:54 GMT
I nod. "If you don't mind."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 19, 2007 1:01:22 GMT
"Of course not." I said smiling. "She was...the best. A muggle, but still so brilliant. She had long naturally curly black hair. Blue eyes. Pale skin that gets freckled in the summer." I said grinning. "She was so sarcastic, but knew when it wasn't a good time to use it. We were so close, we could read each other's minds with one look." I stopped. "She was everything to me."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 19, 2007 1:02:16 GMT
I stop, still looking at the cube. "It sounds like you loved her dearly."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 19, 2007 18:47:59 GMT
"Yeah." I said quietly.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 20, 2007 0:10:00 GMT
"I'm very sorry for your loss."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 20, 2007 0:11:59 GMT
"Thank you." I said. "You know, you're the first to ask me about what she was like."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 20, 2007 0:15:11 GMT
I look up at him, mindlessly fiddling with the rubix cube. "Well, does anyone else know?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 20, 2007 19:24:20 GMT
"Yeah. I told Molly, Remus, Serry, and Cas. Just about what happened though."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 20, 2007 21:39:05 GMT
"What did happen?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Apr 20, 2007 22:48:04 GMT
"This past summer. July."
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