24 . 04 . 2012
Taking Care of Business \ Terry & Mel
The ravenclaw boy sat there thinking for a minute. “How about Aquileo?” At the new word, the hippogriff lifted its head. Terry grinned down at it. “He seems to like it.” The name seemed quite fitting for the creature, actually. “Fang?” He asked, amazed. That was definitely an odd place for a hippogriff to be. He let out a hearty laugh, “Well whatever makes him happy, I guess. It does sound quite amusing.”
Terry cocked an eyebrow when she brought up dragons. “What happened?” For a girl who was so skilled and knowledgeable, it would be interesting to hear this story. “If you don’t mind telling that is. I don’t want you to feel embarassed,” he said grinning and giving her a nudge.
“Wait..” he looked at her intently, “You think I resemble a teddy bear?” He asked with a wide grin on his face. He laughed at that thought. “I think I have more than two sides, but I understand your point. I’m a bit afraid to see your intimidating side.”
He laid his head back, careful not to disturb the mass of feathers on his lap, and closed his eyes. He had always loved being at Hagrid’s hut, away from the stone walls he’d grown so accustomed to. And being here with someone to talk to, who actually enjoyed talking with him as well.. it was turning out to be a good day for the ravenclaw. “Well I’d be more than happy to come see it. It sounds fascinating. I’ve never seen a hippogriff’s first flight before.”
Terry Boot. Graduated Ravenclaw. Quidditch Seeker. Currently unemployed.
"What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indiffrent middle age."