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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:15:53 GMT
"Hello Mr Leigh," Borgin welcomes me as I enter the shop. "How's your father?"
"You know full well he's in Azkaban." I reply coldly.
"He is? A grand shame, sir. Are we buying or selling today, Mr Leigh?"
"Selling." I say, placing my fathers ring on the counter. "I'd like to know the value of this and I'd like to consider selling it on. And do not lie to me Borgin. I shall know."
"Yes, sir." He says, taking the ring and disappearing into a backroom to work out how much he could try and con me out of, probably.
I sigh, and lean half-heartedly on the counter, waiting for him to come back, not that he would for some time.
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 13:41:00 GMT
i walk into borgin and burkes store i had somthing i wanted to get rid of "er... is mr. borgin here"i ask when i see a boy
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:42:14 GMT
"He's out back." I reply.
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 13:44:40 GMT
"oh"i say and start to look around the store it was very odd
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:46:47 GMT
"First time in here?" I ask, watching her look around.
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 13:48:30 GMT
"ya, im trying to get rid of stuff" i say gestering to the bag i was carrying
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:48:58 GMT
I nod. "I see."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 13:52:09 GMT
"when do you think borgin will be back, im kinda in a hurry" i say
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:53:05 GMT
"When he's finished deciding how much he can try and con me out of. Could be ages yet. He knows I can tell if he's lying about value, he'll be trying to hide it."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 13:55:52 GMT
"oh"i say "i could just leave the bag here" i whisper to myself
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 13:56:53 GMT
"If you do that, I can make sure he takes them. I have methods of...persuasion."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:00:50 GMT
"er...i dont know i kinda wanted to now how much there worth then get rid of them." i say and sit on the floor so i could look at some of the stuff in my bag.
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:03:33 GMT
I shrug. "Your call. What's your name?"
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:07:01 GMT
"River." i say. "yours." i ask.
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:08:11 GMT
"Nathan. Nate. Whichever, it doesn't matter to me."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:10:19 GMT
"Nate's a nice name" i say and pick up my family crest from the bag to look at it
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:11:34 GMT
"The Adrian family crest." I remark.
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:14:53 GMT
"ya, there in azkaban now they got caught on some mission for voldemort" i say throwing it back in the pile of stuff
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:18:05 GMT
"Like my useless father."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:18:49 GMT
"you hate your parents to" i ask
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:21:56 GMT
"No."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:24:53 GMT
"just your dad" i ask "my parents are terrible people" i say
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:30:02 GMT
"I don't know my mother, or anything about her. Not how she died or anything. I don't hate my father. He's just a useless fool. Why do you hate yours? What have they done that's so terrible?"
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:31:46 GMT
sadness flikers in my eyes "i cant say it " i say looking down
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:32:36 GMT
"Fair enough. I should have known better than to ask. I know I hate it when people pry."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 14:34:25 GMT
"i would like to tell someone but i just cant its to hard for me to say" i say
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 19, 2007 14:38:01 GMT
"Well, if you ever feel like it's not. I'm a listener."
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Post by River Adrian on May 19, 2007 23:00:12 GMT
"thanks" i say and look through more of the stuff
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Post by Nathan Leigh on May 20, 2007 10:45:40 GMT
"Where is Borgin?" I say to myself, peering into the gloom of the back room.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on May 20, 2007 11:08:40 GMT
I bounced into Borgin and Burkes. "Ello peoples I know!" I said happily.
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