(One more post for tonight
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Now Andrew was curious. As he read the line, he couldn't help but ponder as to what happened to Salem. The teachers were surely Death Eaters, that was the main fuel supply that kept his paranoia going. Yet once again, he didn't want to become a bigger pest in the situation. She didn't want help, so he wouldn't help her. Even though his ethics told him the complete opposite of what he was doing. He looked back up at her and noticed that she was staring at the table. Probably lost in her thoughts, which also happened frequently to Andrew as well. "Well if you need anything," he said calmly, shrugging his shoulders up and down as if he were defeated "you can come and find me."
Andrew then tried to figure out on what to converse about next, yet it couldn't be something that would relate to any recent events. He thought it would be better if the past would just stay in the past and they could concentrate on the present. Yet what was going on at the time? It wasn't as if the entire school had been run over by Death Eaters- oh wait, that had already happened. Sheesh. In a botched attempt to try and find a conversation starter, Andrew gazed over to his left and noticed a couple of new students standing there...but they weren't wearing Hogwarts uniform. Neither did they have the same average facial features as a British or American person. Foreigners perhaps? "Let me guess," he said confidently, gesturing over to the foreigners "Triwizard Tournament? Or Quadwirard or whatever the hell it is."
by Andrew Thompson Fri Jan 14, 2011 6:06 am
