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"Please, sit down," said Deirdre. She pulled out one of the carved wooden chairs beneath the table that her brother Simon had made himself and took the opportunity to place a plate in front of him. She didn't want to spend the next few minutes bustling around like a fairy while she could be...

Cyanide<i></i> (And Happiness)

Potions :o

At Harold's exclamation, Deirdre threw back her head and laughed, her curls tossing in the wind. A great many people had been shocked by her true age before, but no one had had such a delightful reaction that made her laugh from the pits of her stomach. "Yes, of course I am!" said Deirdre...

Deirdre gave Harold a small grin that made her nose crinkle cutely. She was beginning to see that any awkward moments stemmed mostly from unfamiliarity and from mutual shyness. For a such a big man, he was quite gentle and it was nice to see him smile at her (although it gave her uncomfortable...

"I do live near," Deirdre replied merrily, and indeed she did. Prior to traveling to New Zealand, Deirdre had taken it upon herself to make sure she didn't taken up space in her mother's house. Most importantly, she didn't want to keep bumping into people who had 'heard all about but never met...

Harold was indeed correct to think that she was a bit frightened, although not of him but of the circumstances. Bleak Street had a way of sinking into one's bones and setting them on edge if you were not the sort of person to lurk there, and she was glad of his company. Deirdre's sensitive ears...

"Well enough," replied Deirdre, giving the vendor a firm look as they watched him pick himself up dustily and totter away, grumbling. "It isnae rare to get hassled on Bleak, so luckily I brought my greatest weapon," she told the stranger as she clasped his arm gratefully. By way of explanation...

Viola monsieur, we have an rp = http://hogwartsnewzealand.com/topic/7365169/1/

Don't worry about the length, my posts aren't usually this long. I just like having a bit of scene-setting going on before I start. Now, onwards!Pattering down the cracked cobblestones of Bleak Street, Deirdre-the-family's-keeper hurried as fast as her little legs could carry her away from the...

Tee hee, that shouldn't be a problem. Well it is in theory, but she's used to everyone being taller than her so it shouldn't be intimidating. I'm happy to start an rp sometime today if that's alright with you. I usually reply once or twice a day so it should move along at a reasonable pace.

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