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Jun 14, 2007 21:01:03 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:01:03 GMT
"Just saying."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:05:24 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:05:24 GMT
"Okay," I laugh and drag him down the hall,"Come on let's go this way!"
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Jun 14, 2007 21:12:04 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:12:04 GMT
"What do you thinks this way?" I ask her. "At an educated guess..."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:19:26 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:19:26 GMT
"I think it's a hallway that wants people to walk down it," I smile.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:20:28 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:20:28 GMT
"How is a hallway capable of conscious thought?"
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Jun 14, 2007 21:23:05 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:23:05 GMT
"Anything's possible," I tell him.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:24:37 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:24:37 GMT
"Near enough, I guess."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:26:22 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:26:22 GMT
"My house my rules," I laugh,"If I want my hallway to think then it'll think."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:30:55 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:30:55 GMT
I laugh, "Fine, if you say so."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:32:47 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:32:47 GMT
"Okay good," I smile.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:34:12 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:34:12 GMT
"But know that I'm agreeing mostly because I don't have anywhere to go if you kick me out." I joke.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:39:10 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:39:10 GMT
"You always could go down to the park and sleep with the dogs," I tease.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:40:04 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:40:04 GMT
"Or find a cardboard box somewhere."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:48:06 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:48:06 GMT
"I could never picture you as a hobo though,"
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Jun 14, 2007 21:49:27 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:49:27 GMT
"No, I can't really either."
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Jun 14, 2007 21:52:39 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 21:52:39 GMT
"Your too good looking to be one," I smile.
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Jun 14, 2007 21:58:01 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 14, 2007 21:58:01 GMT
I snort disbelievingly. "Oh yeah, of course."
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Jun 14, 2007 22:00:02 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 14, 2007 22:00:02 GMT
"Well you are," I smile,"Hobos are fat and bald," I stand infront of him and poke his stomach,"Nope your not fat," I stand on my toes and ruffle his hair,"Not bald either,"
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Jun 15, 2007 16:37:53 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 16:37:53 GMT
"What did I say about ruffling my hair?" I say, trying to keep a straight face.
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Jun 15, 2007 16:42:09 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 16:42:09 GMT
I stick my tongue out at him,"Your not the boss of me."
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Jun 15, 2007 16:43:37 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 16:43:37 GMT
"Not going to stop me trying to tell you what to do." I grin.
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Jun 15, 2007 16:45:59 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 16:45:59 GMT
"Your no fun," I laugh walking ahead of him.
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Jun 15, 2007 16:50:32 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 16:50:32 GMT
"So I've been told."
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Jun 15, 2007 16:51:48 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 16:51:48 GMT
I roll my eyes at him, and continue walking my hands behind my back.
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Jun 15, 2007 16:53:22 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 16:53:22 GMT
"Your house is big," I remark after about another minute of walking. "Why would anyone need so much space?"
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Jun 15, 2007 16:56:47 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 16:56:47 GMT
"Pure bloods." I say as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
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Jun 15, 2007 17:01:04 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 17:01:04 GMT
"Oh...yeah." I say, almost having forgotten my adopted parents house and how stupidly big that had been.
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Jun 15, 2007 17:07:52 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 17:07:52 GMT
I turn back to face him,"Dont get me wrong my parents weren't like the other pure bloods,"I explain.
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Jun 15, 2007 17:09:49 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 17:09:49 GMT
"I didn't expect them to be. Parents like that tend to turn out kids with the same mentality, and you're not, obviously."
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Jun 15, 2007 17:12:37 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 17:12:37 GMT
"Obviously," I smile."My dad never was like the other pure bloods, he came from a good family, but mum, well she wasnt so lucky. She was a Malfoy, but she was the black sheep of the family," I say looking at the wall were pictures of them covered the walls.
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