Claire looked to him, somewhat surprised by his words if she was being entirely honest. She really hadn't expected him to tell her that he'd fought in a war, and at a pretty young age too. "What was the war over?" She asked him curiously. The wizarding war in Britain had of course made the newspapers in America as well, though she wasn't really putting two and two together right now, and none of the major details had been hashed out to her by her parents or anything, so she never learned what the mark on her arm meant. Both of her parents had shared a glance with each other when she'd gone home for Christmas that year when they saw the tattoo on her forearm, a look that Claire hadn't noticed of course. "Oh yeah, he definitely did. When I first started at Ilvermorny, he used to tell me I was his good luck charm. All of the girls swooning after him weren't too happy that he'd chosen to call his little sister that over one of them though." She said with a slight laugh. She had never really paid any mind to any of them though. She was there to support her brother, that was all that mattered to her. "Definitely screams rich snob." She teased lightly.
"Well, when you put it that way, how can I possibly say no?" Fred grinned. He had hoped that he would have more opportunities to spend with her now that he'd found her, and it was clear that would be the case. He hoped that she would end up staying longer than the original two weeks she and her friend had planned on, as selfish as it might be, but he'd understand if she couldn't, and planned on making the best of the remainder of the two weeks she had here for the time being. "The shop's closed on Monday's. Otherwise, I'll have to show you around once George and I lock up in the evening." He told her. "You should bring your friend by the shop sometime. It sounds as though she hasn't seen much of wizarding London yet."
"Well, when you put it that way, how can I possibly say no?" Fred grinned. He had hoped that he would have more opportunities to spend with her now that he'd found her, and it was clear that would be the case. He hoped that she would end up staying longer than the original two weeks she and her friend had planned on, as selfish as it might be, but he'd understand if she couldn't, and planned on making the best of the remainder of the two weeks she had here for the time being. "The shop's closed on Monday's. Otherwise, I'll have to show you around once George and I lock up in the evening." He told her. "You should bring your friend by the shop sometime. It sounds as though she hasn't seen much of wizarding London yet."
January 24th, 2017 at 04:42am