Leif Spam for Sephy 8/23/2013

[Leif]

Hi, Samael  

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{Click for Text Based}Hey!

So, so, so sorry for sending this to you so late. But, well anyways... My father decided to do two things just now. The first thing he did was give me his old broom, the original Firebolt he used when he played quidditch! It's so cool. Under the circumstance I stay still, and not play with some muggle gadget or take off and just listen to him... Well. I don't know if it was worth it. My dad just gave me the dragons and the seals talk. THE SEX TALK! I already know enough. Come on I'm fifteen dad.

Anyways, this Firebolt is so cool. Also my dad did talk to me about being gay again. He told me it doens't matter, to live my life, have fun, stay safe and to know he had loved me since the day I was born. He told me there's no reason I need to hide myself. I guess that makes me feel a little bit better? Actually you know what. It does.

I promise I won't be that stupid again. I just hope Professor Wellington will be willing to take over Woodward. I really don't want to have to talk to Madame Greyback. She's nice and all, but it's just. I trust Wellington more then the rest of the adults. Also Grant found me once wandering hogsmeade all drugged up with no shoes. I apparently had a problem where I wandered off a lot.

Thank you Samael. See. This is why you're my favorite cousin. This. I can talk to you.

Hugo.

[Leif]

Hi, Professor  

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{Click here for text version}Professor Lumiere,

Well, yeah. This owl better be nicer than the others... Just because. Anyways, my dad told me to finish up this letter and send out the owl because he needs me to sit and listen. For some reason he's holding his old firebolt. Those are hard to find! I forgot he had one!

I'll let you go and talk to that boy you're with or whoever. I assume boy. CAuse this owl returned mighty fast so you must be in the city.

Hugo.

[Leif]

Salem Aarons

"It's probably larger than my apartment already," Salem laughed. Her home actually sounded kind of pretty to her. An actual attic. It seemed awesome. Salem grinned, because he had slept in the attic. "Back home, I slept in the attic. In fact, it's still my room. There's a spiral staircase up there and the roof is made of glass. It was annoying when I was drunk, but, in the end I actually quite miss it." Salem mused trying to imagine her apartment. The guest bedroom was small and Desi was staying there, he nodded his head. So she had two, maybe three other people living in her small home with only one bathroom. "One bathroom?" He blinked. Salem had two. It was kind of standard for two. Hogsmeade was a strange village to say the least. He had stayed in the Leaky Cauldron before, that was strange too. He only stayed there because it was easier to go shopping, stay the night and then take his sister to the train station because their parents worked so much it just made it easier to have it all compacted so minimum time off of work.

"What?" Salem laughed. "I must spill every secret?" Salem grinned, not sure which mistake he should tell her about which mistake. "Okay, I assume you know what a microwave is? Small device with a door you stick food in it, press a button and it heats up?" Salem asked. "I once put my phone in it thinking it was my hot pocket. Was I drunk or was I a kid?" Salem laughed. "I once did a backflip off the roof of the gazebo into the pool and hit my sister who just happened to be in the pool right under me... Drunk or a kid?" Salem spoke again, turning it into a classic game. He laughed as he held open the door for Lisette to get out of his car.

He wanted the pretty lady to get out of his car. His heart fluttered waiting for her to get out of his car. He wanted her on his arm as he walked up and boarded the ship. The loud air horn sounded giving a time warning of a half an hour. A man walked by and nodded at Salem. Salem nodded back and spoke up to him, "See you in at nineteen hundred hours." Nine pm. They would be sharing a table with that man. They worked together. Her hand slipped into his. Salem grasped and helped her lift out of the car. With her next to him he shut the car door and led the way to the ship. There was a gap, looks like they had failed to bring the ship perfectly close or some kids were playing with the boarding bridge. Salem watched as a man took a large step over it and a kid jumped over it. Salem realized Lisette was wearing heels. A man had dome something that made him curious and he decided to copy with Lisette.

He stopped and turned to her. He bent his knees lifting up under her knees. "Arm around my head." Salem spoke lifting her up with his arms and carried her over the gap and straight up the bridge. He sat her down on her heels to her feet on the ship's deck. It was decorated, lights already up. There were a few kids and some couples already dancing. "Cookie cutters, you know how they cut things the same exact way? I don't want to be the same exact way as all the gingerbread men."

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[Leif]

tag @matilda

Titan Shieldheart was pissed to say the least. All summer he had looked forward to being back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to only look forward to going back home to seeing his parents. But, he got news right before school started. He was pissed. He still was. His father had just been rescued from the space station in the beginning of the summer and already the private companies and the governments had a new brilliant plan. Titan walked out toward a normal spot where he sat and drew people he saw walking by, sketching their faces or sketching his father. He sat where he was and started sketching his father once again onto the paper with such detail, the sketch was pretty much finished and Titan was only making the shading and the lines darker. He sighed and tore it out of the book.

He crumbled up the paper and tossed it aside around the oak tree, not wanting to see it again. He looked around and caught eyes with someone. She was a year ahead of him. Matilda Peakes. She was in Ravenclaw. Titan's eyes were off staring at space for a moment, not realizing he was looking directly at her. He was lost in his thoughts. Titan just stared at her before speaking. "Um... Sorry. I just didn't like the drawing... Didn't mean to stare so much." Titan swallowed, "Not that you're not pretty or anything. You really are. I was just... Lost staring in space... God! I should just stop talking, shouldn't I?" Titan exclaimed his eyes wandering down to stare at the crumbled paper with the gorgeous sketch of his father sitting at her side. He was pissed off about his new orders. He no longer liked muggle militaries. He was proud, of course he was proud of his father. He was able to do something that wizards still dreamed about doing. He went to the stars.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare. I'll just go look at grass. Yes... Grass now. Nice pretty grass." Titan moved forward his right hand touching the blades of grass softly with his pencil still in his hand tucked between his thumb, loosely. It lasted only a few seconds before he sat down the pencil and the sketchbook, straight open. The open page now with the one ripped out was a sketch of a group of friends who always hung out on the pier or docks, or whatever it was called. He sat the book aside. He groaned and moved his head backwards, hitting the back of it against the tree quite hard. "Owwh."

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