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Post by Albus Potter on Sept 3, 2008 13:38:35 GMT -5
Albus pushed his hand back through his hair as he walked down the familiar corridors of his second home. He almost wished that he had bribed James to hand over the Marauders Map but he hadn’t. So now he was just heading down the corridor without knowing who he would run into. After getting used to using the map it became a nuisance because he couldn’t dodge the people he didn’t want to see when he didn’t have it.
A sigh slipped through his lips as he turned into the dead end corridor with the portrait of fruit at the end. He doubted that students were really supposed to be down here but he didn’t care much at the moment. He really just wanted a peanut butter and banana sandwich with a glass of milk. Sure it sounded a bit childish but it was his favorite thing to eat and it always had been. And now that was all he wanted. No conversations…no awkward silences…just his sandwich.
Albus tickled the pear and smiled as it giggled. He stepped back and then entered the kitchen as the portrait swung open. He looked around before the elves actually stepped forward and started throwing questions at him. He stared at them for a bit before he laughed and shook his head at them. “I just want a sandwich and a glass of milk. You guys know.” He grinned broadly at the elf. He spent a lot of time here so of course they all knew what he liked. He walked to the little table and situated himself into the small seat. Albus liked sitting down here and just talking to the elves as strange as that really was.
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Post by Serpentera Hera Malfoy on Sept 8, 2008 18:20:20 GMT -5
Hera was on her little walks, well not little. She had been walking for how many hours now, due to the fact that she didn't like to get back to the common room with her friends chatting her ears off. She appreciated them enough but she hated their blabber which was just about anything and it was just boring. Maybe, if she was to wander around, she might meet someone new, but then, it seemed to go down hill for her. Her stomach sudden grumbled and that made her giggle.
"Nice," she commented as she turned to her right to the kitchen, the elves were fairly afraid of her since they have met her in a bad mood a couple of times. But it wasn't her fault they had bad timing, she flipped her blonde white hair from her shoulder and went into the kitchen, only to find Albus. They were friends but they weren't that close, "hey," she greeted and then turned to the elves. "The usual guys," she threw them a smile but then the elves scrambled to her demand, making her laugh ever so slightly. "I don't know how your mind work but you might lower your self to their status Albus," she commented
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Post by Albus Potter on Sept 8, 2008 22:01:44 GMT -5
Albus smiled at the elves as they brought him back the sandwich and glass of milk. If people only knew how much he really loved this…actually they probably wouldn’t care at all what he liked. Well, some of the girls might have cared that it was his favorite but most honestly wouldn’t. And to tell the truth he was ok with that for the time being. Sure he liked attention like any other mildly vain person but he was ok with the lack of attention.
Albus took a small bite into his sandwich before her head someone say hey. He looked up with his mouth full of sandwich and attemped a smile at her before he quickly swallowed and took a drink from his milk. He chuckled. “Sorry about that. Hey Hera.” He quirked brow at her before he remembered where it was that he was sitting. He looked at the table for a moment before shrugging his shoulders up. “I like the elves. And they’re…sort of misunderstood really. So I’m trying to learn.” He flashed her a smile before shrugging again. Normally a comment like that would have irked him but it took a lot to really piss him off when he had his favorite snack. “What are you up to?”
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Post by Serpentera Hera Malfoy on Sept 9, 2008 5:21:24 GMT -5
Hera let out a laugh as Albus faced her with his stuffed face. "Nice, real mature Albus," she commented again as she sat down beside him. She took the slice of chocolate cake from the table as it appreared and began picking at it with her fork. Disliking elves ran in the family, luckily for her, it was only dislike not hate, and so she couldn't ignore that fact. "Well, misunderstanding people runs in the family," she smiled as she stuffed her mouth with a small chunk of it, "that's just the way how the Malfoys roll," her smile widened at the last part of her sentence. And then he asked what she was up to, that made her smirk mischeviously, "why'd you want to know Albus? Going to stop the evil slytherin princess from having fun?" she asked emphasizing the word 'evil' a bit tauntingly and then chuckled. Hera fixated her attention back to her cake, "if i was up to something then i wouldn't exactly be here, would i?" she smiled softly, "I wish i was up to something, my head's been brain washed by words" she made a face as she remembered her friends. Hera turned her head back at Albus, "how about you? You're a Potter aren't you? Aren't you enjoying the spotlight?"
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Post by Albus Potter on Sept 10, 2008 9:52:48 GMT -5
Albus rolled his eyes at her. It wasn’t like he had meant to look at her with his mouth full. She had just came in at the wrong time. Any one could have been in the same situation. Albus eyed the cake for a moment before reaching over and running his finger through the icing. He popped his finger in his mouth with a grin. Yeah it pretty much was his job to annoy the hell out of her simply because of her last name. He found it entertaining any way though.
He laughed softly and shook his head. He knew exactly how the Malfoy’s were. He was so used to being around them here at school it was almost scary to see how alike all of them were. He quirked his brow at her for a moment as if he was thinking on it. Sure he could try to ruin whatever plans it was that she had for the day but really he didn’t feel like it today. “Nope…I’m off duty today. I’ll leave it to mybrother to stop you if you get into some kind erm fun as you call it.”
At the Potter comment he frowned. “Pft you all think I’m just like my brother don’t you.” He shook his head at her. He loved the attention that he got from time to time but honestly he was more of the rebel child in the family. Some times he was even shocked that he hadn’t been put in Slytherin because of his rebel side. “I enjoy the spotlight but not like my family. I prefer getting the attention myself instead of it being drawn to me because of my name.” He shrugged his shoulders up.
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