"From what you've told me of your home, I can only imagine," he shakes his head, recalling Aggie's sad history. But tonight's a night for distractions and cheer, so he aims to take her mind off it as soon as he can. "I only wish I had a broomstick here; I could teach you how to play Quidditch. Something tells me you'd be a natural."
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Date: 2014-10-29 03:59 pm (UTC)