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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 21:16:55 GMT
"Oh, are you trying to make me feel bad now?" I ask, half-teasing. "I wish I could've been."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 3, 2008 21:19:09 GMT
Peter frowned slightly. "Not really. But I wish you could've too."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 21:20:26 GMT
I nod, shrugging a little. "Oh, well.... I met my nephew!" I say suddenly, excitedly.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 3, 2008 21:24:24 GMT
"DUDETTE!! You have a nephew!?"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 21:28:54 GMT
"Yes I do!" I all but yell, laughing. "His name's Arthur Jules Bernard Richards and he's tiny and quiet and likes to watch people. Ariel's son, if you remember her." I shrug. Ariel was about a year above Peter, in Ravenclaw... and had been the one to turn Peter's socks irreversibly pink after I stole them.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 3, 2008 21:36:42 GMT
Peter laughed slightly. "Wasn't she your partner in crime when you turned my socks pink?" He asked.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 21:39:57 GMT
"Yes, that would be the one," I grin. "She was a Ravenclaw, and older... very useful for pranks."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 3, 2008 21:49:19 GMT
Peter laughed. "I knew you couldn't do it yourself!!" He teased.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 22:00:33 GMT
"Well, give me a break... I was twelve." I grin. "I bet that I could replicate the same prank on my own now, if you'd like."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 3, 2008 22:04:55 GMT
"No, thank you. With two daughters, I've had enough of pink, thank you very much."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 3, 2008 22:13:51 GMT
"Now that's a little stereotypical, isn't it?" I ask. "Do they actually like pink or do you assume they do?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 4, 2008 1:25:30 GMT
"Well, Sarah does. Amy seems to prefer purple."
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 4, 2008 18:54:48 GMT
"Ah...." I nod, then make a face. "The other girly color. But you know, that's all the more reason to turn your socks pink again. Maybe I can even get Amy and Sarah to help me."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 4, 2008 22:36:22 GMT
"NO! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO MAKE MY CHILDREN EVIL!!!!" Peter shouted, laughing.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 5, 2008 18:04:28 GMT
"What? You think that job is exclusively for you?" I half-yell back, laughing, with my hands over my ears.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 5, 2008 19:57:07 GMT
Peter laughed and nodded. "YES!!!"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 5, 2008 22:53:59 GMT
"WELL THAT'S ALL YOU KNOW!" I yell, still laughing with my hands over my ears. "Because I most definitely can corrupt your children if I wish, and you can't stop me," I add in a more normal voice, dropping my hands and grinning.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 5, 2008 22:55:17 GMT
Peter laughed. "Well fine then! Maybe I want you to!"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 5, 2008 22:59:35 GMT
"Oh? And this was all just reverse psychology or something?" I shake my head. "Don't give me that... you're not nearly clever enough to have thought of it."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 6, 2008 0:51:42 GMT
"I- I- That hurts Andra, I think you're making my heart bleed." He said, putting a shocked face on.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 6, 2008 17:25:20 GMT
I laugh, not even bothering to pretend, and reach up to ruffle his hair. "You'll get over it."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 6, 2008 17:33:30 GMT
Peter laughed and shook his head. "You'll regret being so mean to me one day." He said jokingly.
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 6, 2008 17:34:58 GMT
"I will not!" I say, as if insulted, then grin. "Although I might regret being so nice to you."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 6, 2008 22:45:15 GMT
Peter laughed. "Never!! I'm buying you a motorcycle, remember?"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 6, 2008 22:55:31 GMT
"Oh yeah...." I pause a moment, then grin and shake my head. "Nope... I think I'll still be cruel. I can buy my own motorcycle."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 6, 2008 23:59:42 GMT
"NO! Me buying it makes it special!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 8, 2008 1:54:08 GMT
"It can be special anyway," I argue, trying futilely not to grin. "And I'll still love you a little bit, just like always."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 8, 2008 1:58:40 GMT
Peter grinned widely. "SWEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!"
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Post by Alexandra Foster on Feb 8, 2008 2:07:43 GMT
"As a chocolate chip cookie with extra raspberry sauce." I nod solemnly.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Feb 8, 2008 16:11:41 GMT
Peter wrinkled his nose. "Raspberry's gross."
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