Charley couldn't say no to a bite of something good, particularly what someone else had paid for. She made sure to take a big bite of the apple, Maggie was small enough for the whole thing anyway. The candied layer was like heaven, much better than her sandwich and cheese. Oh well, food was food, and the urchin wasn't about to turn up her nose at what she could eat without paying for.
"Aye, Hogwarts was a bit of a dreary place," she agreed with Maggie. Not that the urchin wouldn't give up everything to go back someday. Only that was someday and this was now, where her friend of a little girl was sick of the one place she would rather be. Which meant Charley wasn't about to tell her otherwise. It wasn't up to her, really, she was no grown-up bent on ruining a child's day. "Ya didn't find the—"
Whatever Charley had to ask her little friend was snuffed out under the same attack as her midsection. For a second, her arms remained poised above Maggie's head, dug deep into her chest. And then, with a little shrug, she let them fall onto the girl's back and shoulders to return the hug. It felt nice, hugging a friend again. It wasn't much of a recent memory of hers, either, so this was about time to make a new one.
"Oh, I en't the typical sort for those games," Charley said, thinking idly of who might want to join in with her anyhow. Besides, with everyone's attention on the games, she could make plenty of her own fun. The little girl looked about ready to burst if she said no, though, so the urchin threw up her arms again, "Aww, fine! Don't be turnin' the tap on me. Where we goin'? Jes don't be tying me up to Fletcher or none of the boys, can't stand their hairy legs touching mine."
"Aye, Hogwarts was a bit of a dreary place," she agreed with Maggie. Not that the urchin wouldn't give up everything to go back someday. Only that was someday and this was now, where her friend of a little girl was sick of the one place she would rather be. Which meant Charley wasn't about to tell her otherwise. It wasn't up to her, really, she was no grown-up bent on ruining a child's day. "Ya didn't find the—"
Whatever Charley had to ask her little friend was snuffed out under the same attack as her midsection. For a second, her arms remained poised above Maggie's head, dug deep into her chest. And then, with a little shrug, she let them fall onto the girl's back and shoulders to return the hug. It felt nice, hugging a friend again. It wasn't much of a recent memory of hers, either, so this was about time to make a new one.
"Oh, I en't the typical sort for those games," Charley said, thinking idly of who might want to join in with her anyhow. Besides, with everyone's attention on the games, she could make plenty of her own fun. The little girl looked about ready to burst if she said no, though, so the urchin threw up her arms again, "Aww, fine! Don't be turnin' the tap on me. Where we goin'? Jes don't be tying me up to Fletcher or none of the boys, can't stand their hairy legs touching mine."
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