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Jun 15, 2007 19:50:36 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 19:50:36 GMT
"20 minutes since we left the kitchen."
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Jun 15, 2007 19:51:14 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 19:51:14 GMT
"I know that, but what time did we leave the kitchen?" I ask.
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Jun 15, 2007 19:54:16 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 19:54:16 GMT
"I don't know. I'm a man remember?"
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Jun 15, 2007 19:56:15 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 19:56:15 GMT
"You suck," I tell him. I walk over to a table,"This old thing is still here," I laugh,"I thought I had broken this,"
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Jun 15, 2007 19:57:04 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 19:57:04 GMT
"Thank you." I say, watching her. "How did you break it?"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:02:23 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:02:23 GMT
"Well I broke it more then once," I laugh,"Once because I ran into it and then again 'cos I hit a bludger at it."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:03:28 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:03:28 GMT
"A bludger...another quidditch fan? What the hell is wrong with people?"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:04:14 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:04:14 GMT
I grin,"Quidditch is my life, why? Something wrong with that?"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:09:45 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:09:45 GMT
"I hate the game. Without reason, I just hate it."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:10:13 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:10:13 GMT
"I don't understand you sometimes," I mutter shaking my head.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:11:17 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:11:17 GMT
"I don't understand you most of the time."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:11:44 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:11:44 GMT
"Thne we're even," I smile.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:13:14 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:13:14 GMT
"Yeah, we're even." I agree.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:14:35 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:14:35 GMT
I shake my head and start up the stairs,"Big house, long hallways, lots of stairs, god tis is definitly a pure house."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:16:53 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:16:53 GMT
"Definitely." I say, glancing up at the high ceilings. The Hunts house had very high ceilings. I'd never noticed much until Row told me about dad topping himself by hanging himself from the rafters. Good riddance.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:17:54 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:17:54 GMT
I looked at him,"Whatcha looking at?"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:22:20 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:22:20 GMT
"Just looking around." I shrug, starting up the stairs after her.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:23:17 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:23:17 GMT
"Wonder if we ever had a dungeon," I laugh,"Now that would be pretty cool,"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:25:40 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:25:40 GMT
I laugh. "Yeah, that would be pretty cool. I doubt it'd be upstairs though."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:26:39 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:26:39 GMT
"Well my parent's were odd like that," I laugh.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:29:10 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:29:10 GMT
"Okay, so let's look for a dungeon on the first floor then."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:31:42 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:31:42 GMT
I laugh,"You know I think my mum and dad would have liked you," I smile.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:34:48 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:34:48 GMT
I smile, "That means a lot, huh?"
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Jun 15, 2007 20:35:49 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:35:49 GMT
"If you want to mean alot then go right ahead," I laugh looking at a protrait of them on the wall they were dancing. I laugh lightly,"You know they used to dance with eacth other all the time."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:38:48 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:38:48 GMT
I smile. "Nice."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:41:28 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:41:28 GMT
"I remember, every morning my da would walk into the kitchen wrap his arms around mum and just start dancing, like no one else was there," I say tears pricking my eyes."I always thought they were crazy doing that, even if we had company over he'd walk right up to her and start dancing." I say more to myself.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:43:23 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:43:23 GMT
I watch her for a moment, not really sure what to say. I'd never really been close to mine, but she'd obviously been close to hers.
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Jun 15, 2007 20:45:11 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 15, 2007 20:45:11 GMT
I smile weakly wiping away my tears. I shake my head letting my bangs fall into my eyes,"I'm sorry, you probally think I'm stupid, living in the past and all."
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Jun 15, 2007 20:52:35 GMT
Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 15, 2007 20:52:35 GMT
"I don't think that's stupid at all." I say.
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Jun 16, 2007 1:19:42 GMT
Post by Madeline Speare on Jun 16, 2007 1:19:42 GMT
"I miss 'em," I say quietly leaning into him.
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