Note to readers: this takes place after the Deathly Hallows.
A soft, gentle, breeze blew my braided hair over my shoulder and ruffled the end of my long shirt. "Summer's coming on," I alisema quietly, wading through the tall nyasi that flooded the Dragon Sanctuary. As I climbed the kilima that hid my 'cracheur de feu', my 'fire breather' (a female Swedish Short-Snout), I saw three men standing around it. I drew closer and they took notice of me.
"Hello," one smiled at me, extending his hand as the other two continued to study cracheur de feu. "Charlie Weasley." His voice was deep and smooth, though he had a rugged look about him.
I shook his hand and replied, "Adele Prideaux. It is a pleasure to meet you." His brown eyes glinted in the morning sun.
"The pleasure is all mine." One of the men standing near him laughed loudly.
"I didn't know wewe like girls, Charlie! I thought wewe only had eyes for dragons!" The man that'd shouted and the other standing inayofuata to him burst out with zaidi surges of booming laughter. He rolled his eyes.
"Nice Short-Snout," He said, ignoring his friends.
"She's a beaut." I nodded.
"Charlie! We gotta go!" One of the two shouted.
"See wewe around?"
"Sure," I returned his warm smile as he walked away.
A soft, gentle, breeze blew my braided hair over my shoulder and ruffled the end of my long shirt. "Summer's coming on," I alisema quietly, wading through the tall nyasi that flooded the Dragon Sanctuary. As I climbed the kilima that hid my 'cracheur de feu', my 'fire breather' (a female Swedish Short-Snout), I saw three men standing around it. I drew closer and they took notice of me.
"Hello," one smiled at me, extending his hand as the other two continued to study cracheur de feu. "Charlie Weasley." His voice was deep and smooth, though he had a rugged look about him.
I shook his hand and replied, "Adele Prideaux. It is a pleasure to meet you." His brown eyes glinted in the morning sun.
"The pleasure is all mine." One of the men standing near him laughed loudly.
"I didn't know wewe like girls, Charlie! I thought wewe only had eyes for dragons!" The man that'd shouted and the other standing inayofuata to him burst out with zaidi surges of booming laughter. He rolled his eyes.
"Nice Short-Snout," He said, ignoring his friends.
"She's a beaut." I nodded.
"Charlie! We gotta go!" One of the two shouted.
"See wewe around?"
"Sure," I returned his warm smile as he walked away.
Note to readers: this takes place after the Deathly Hallows.
A soft, gentle, breeze blew my braided hair over my shoulder and ruffled the end of my long shirt. "Summer's coming on," I alisema quietly, wading through the tall nyasi that flooded the Dragon Sanctuary. As I climbed the kilima that hid my 'cracheur de feu', my 'fire breather' (a female Swedish Short-Snout), I saw three men standing around it. I drew closer and they took notice of me.
"Hello," one smiled at me, extending his hand as the other two continued to study cracheur de feu. "Charlie Weasley." His voice was deep and smooth, though he had a rugged look about him.
I shook his hand and replied, "Adele Prideaux. It is a pleasure to meet you." His brown eyes glinted in the morning sun.
"The pleasure is all mine." One of the men standing near him laughed loudly.
"I didn't know wewe like girls, Charlie! I thought wewe only had eyes for dragons!" The man that'd shouted and the other standing inayofuata to him burst out with zaidi surges of booming laughter. He rolled his eyes.
"Nice Short-Snout," He said, ignoring his friends.
"She's a beaut." I nodded.
"Charlie! We gotta go!" One of the two shouted.
"See wewe around?"
"Sure," I returned his warm smile as he walked away.
A soft, gentle, breeze blew my braided hair over my shoulder and ruffled the end of my long shirt. "Summer's coming on," I alisema quietly, wading through the tall nyasi that flooded the Dragon Sanctuary. As I climbed the kilima that hid my 'cracheur de feu', my 'fire breather' (a female Swedish Short-Snout), I saw three men standing around it. I drew closer and they took notice of me.
"Hello," one smiled at me, extending his hand as the other two continued to study cracheur de feu. "Charlie Weasley." His voice was deep and smooth, though he had a rugged look about him.
I shook his hand and replied, "Adele Prideaux. It is a pleasure to meet you." His brown eyes glinted in the morning sun.
"The pleasure is all mine." One of the men standing near him laughed loudly.
"I didn't know wewe like girls, Charlie! I thought wewe only had eyes for dragons!" The man that'd shouted and the other standing inayofuata to him burst out with zaidi surges of booming laughter. He rolled his eyes.
"Nice Short-Snout," He said, ignoring his friends.
"She's a beaut." I nodded.
"Charlie! We gotta go!" One of the two shouted.
"See wewe around?"
"Sure," I returned his warm smile as he walked away.