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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 28, 2007 21:47:58 GMT
Molly and the kids were elsewhere in the house, or not in the house at all, I wasn't really sure right now.
I pause outside the hallway on the top floor, then push open the door, flicking on the light and entering.
It was exactly how I remembered it and the last time I'd been in here was on summer vacation between my fifth and sixth years at Hogwarts.
My brother's room.
There were still all the old drawings up on the walls, of death and dead things he used to sketch, a tribute to all of our morbid fascinations.
A pot full of coins from how we'd had to pick up every coin we saw or the cloak would come for us.
Everything that made him Davey.
I pick up a photo of the both of us, on holiday when I was 10 and he was a teenager, the figures moving so he was putting me in a headlock and I was biting his arm to try and get him off.
I laugh wryly, then put it back on the shelf.
Then sit on the bed in the middle of the room, with a slight sigh.
I hadn't even known he was sick.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 28, 2007 21:56:28 GMT
I lean on the doorframe looking around at the room.
It still looked exactly the same.
The same as it had been when I was a little girl and trying to sneak in.
Always got caught though, never could get past Davey.
I smile weakly."It looks the same."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 7:58:02 GMT
"I was just thinking the same thing." I smile slightly, "Haven't been here since I was 15 and 7 months and 3 days."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 16:14:38 GMT
"I think I was 12 when I was last in here." I smile sitting down next to him.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 16:18:54 GMT
"I only remember the my exact age cos it was the password." I nod, smiling slightly, "That's why you weren't allowed in. Didn't know how to work out your password."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 16:26:36 GMT
"Yeah, that was never any fun. It's so much...smaller then I remember though."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 16:29:28 GMT
"That's because you were so little when you came in here last."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 16:41:49 GMT
"Yeah, guess that would make sense." I look over at the walls, small photographs taped to the walls. My eyes rest on an old faded picture of the three of us. Me up on Davey's shoudler, while he held Charlie in a headlock.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 16:43:19 GMT
"I rememeber that." I smile, looking at the picture she was looking at.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 16:47:14 GMT
"It was before I started Hogwarts." I laugh."God look at us. We were so small Charlie."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 16:54:27 GMT
"I know. And now we're all-...grown up. Much as I hate to say it."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 17:14:08 GMT
"Us? Grown-up? Please." I laugh,"That will never happen."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 17:15:42 GMT
"Well, not maturity wise. But phsyically...and age wise. We're grown up." I laugh.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 17:18:29 GMT
"Yeah, thank god for puberty." I laugh.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 17:26:39 GMT
"Oh yeah..." I smirk.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 17:37:12 GMT
"We grew up pretty nicely." I smirk.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 17:41:38 GMT
"Yeah, not bad at all." I laugh.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 17:46:10 GMT
"Ian thinks so do." I smirk.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 17:50:06 GMT
I bite my lip to stop myself from making some hateful comment towards him, knowing I had to keep a civil tongue for Maddie's sake. "Hmm..." I manage to struggle out.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 17:52:32 GMT
"Wow, you did better then I expected." I smile,"Proud of you Charlie."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 17:59:08 GMT
"I hate the arrogant, murdering, infuriatingly devoid of any morals, cowardly, motherfucking whore of a bastard!" I say loudly, then shut up again, "Okay, finished."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 18:07:20 GMT
"You forgot stubborn, lying and completely untrusting." I say getting up off the bed.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 18:08:17 GMT
"Yes, sorry. I won't forget them next time." I mutter, then pause, "Wait, what? You're not supposed to agree with me."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 18:11:37 GMT
"I always agree with you." I mutter.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 18:18:53 GMT
"Yeah, but I didn't think-...what did he do now?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 18:23:24 GMT
"Nothing."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 29, 2007 18:27:34 GMT
"You just dislike him for no reason? I'm no relationship councellor but that can't be good."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 29, 2007 22:19:47 GMT
"I didn't say I disliked him now did I?"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Jul 30, 2007 10:31:20 GMT
"No you said he was stubborn, lying and completely untrusting. Which kind of hints at dislike."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 30, 2007 19:57:58 GMT
"Is not. Just pointing out his flaws, doesn't mean I dislike him."
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