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(agreed)
Marie held Simon and began to cry a little, not full sobs, herself. "go ahead"
(also sorry im typing when yall are and my reactions are late my bad)
(agreed)
Marie held Simon and began to cry a little, not full sobs, herself. "go ahead"
(also sorry im typing when yall are and my reactions are late my bad)
The man raised an eyebrow at the short one's bravery, and his inbound need to protect the group. "Huh. Would'a pegged you as a Slytherin, kid. Anywho, I don't plan to hurt ya." He let the forest go silent. Oh he LOVED being over dramatic.
"Well, I'd love to have your names so I can call ya something other than shorty, flame-sy, and flowers. And your age."
Scipio knew the dangers of this, but didn't figure he had much choice. He wouldn't put it past this man to torture him if he didn't answer. "Scipio Massimo. Six." He said in his smooth, slightly misty sounding voice.
Marie stopped crying and laughed. "Flame-sy? thats my name?" she laughed again and snapped her fingers once again, a flame appearing in her hand. "wait but this one too" she added. snapping the other hands fingers, a small trail of water trickling from her other hand.
"Scipio?" The man tested the name, before nodding. "Yeah, that sounds right. And I'm not gonna torture ya kid. I'm not that cruel."
"Her name's Marie." Scipio sighed, staring at the fire. He didn't question how the man knew what he was thinking, as he himself and Luena both seemed to have it as well.
"i can speak for my self Scipio." Marie said, glaring at him
The man stared at Marie. "Well, guess I'll cal you Aang." He smiled. "Unless you wanna give me your real name?"
(Scipio: Well, you weren't answering and quite frankly I don't want to die!)
"And trust me kid, never try to speak up for a girl who can conjure fire. Never ends well."
"Im Marie Rydell. 11" she said confidently. she let the water fade from her hand, and shot the fire and Scipios foot, it wouldnt harm him, just scare him. stupid Scipio
"She wasn't answering! And I haven't a clue what you could do against us if we upset you!" Scipio jumped away from the fire.
Victoria just stood off to the side, making no noise and pretending she didn’t exist.
(OMG REFERENCES. I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.)
"Marie?" The man was now sketching something with his wand now, tracing the pattern for a blanket. It disappeared as his eyes brightened. "Right! I remember you now."
He nodded to the third kid who had zoned out. "I'll get to him later."
"And Skip - can I call you Skip? - I don't need to hurt ya. I'm not that heartless." The man relaxed a bit.
"And girlie? I know ya exist. I'll get to you later.
"Anyway, your guys' turn. Ask me a question. Hell, ask me a few. It's no bother to me." He adjusted the blanket draped over Luena.
"u-uhm.. S-simon Wood, 9, s-sorry" Simon mumbles, looking at the ground anxiously, less tears but still a trembling mess
"Simon. Huh." The man combed his hair away from his face. "Anyway, I'll let each of ya ask a question."
"Who are you, most importantly, how do you know our names, and why'd you nick our hair?" Scipio asked, ignoring the question about the nickname. He recalled being referred to as 'Scip' (pronounced 'Skype') before, but never Skip.
"Name please?" Marie said, pointedly.
The man smiled.
"Well, my name is Jacrodeus Regulus Gaunt. But please just call me Jakro. I'm 28 years old.
"Your," Jakro pointed to Scipio "Second and third questions are answers. Took your hair to find your bloodline." He looked at Simon and the half-blood. "Your questions?"
Scipio stopped in his tracks at the name 'Gaunt'. I know that name… Voldemort was from the line of Gaunt; they've been all Pureblood for ages… but where did he come from? Morfin didn't have any children, did he? Merope died soon after Voldemort, and Marvolo was too old… did Marvolo have a brother or sister?
Regulus? where have i heard that before. it was in one of the stories cousin Draco told that he heard Harry and his friends talking about. she thought.
(The Gaunts and Regulus Arcturus Black of course. Perhaps he's related to both?)
(i know that. kinda cool to think about honestly)
(Yeah. I like how Scipio's heard all about the Gaunts (bc of course he has) and Simon's over here thinking about gud boi Regulus)
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