Andrian Potter's Isolated Country Home

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Roran walked to his new house out in the country muttered some muggle ranting swear word as he grunted in pain from carrying his heavy luggage from all the way from the snowy moutain down to the country side, "Come on Peter" he whistled patting his leg then looked up as he placed his hand through the long grass as they passed through his hand and onto his blue country shirt with punk black pant, and sunnies still with his new emo haircut, his arms well scared with cuts from knifes he used to cut his arm.

It took him a while to find his house and when he found one he paused at his spot and looked at the address curling his lips with irriatation now that they have stairs now, "This is our new house Peter!" he unlocked the house and walked in putting the bag to the side. He sighed and looked around for a bit with a smile on his face his muscle was now relexad, "Hope they don't break this down like they did with the other one" he told Peter and heard a growl coming out from him as he sat down in the lounge room staring out at the beautiful green tress and grasses thinking about that ignoring that he had lost his car, his friends respect and a house broken down by the ministry.