Post by Victoire Weasley on Jun 14, 2009 20:07:47 GMT
"If I could only win the lottery with some of this 'luck'" She responded, simply. "Then I would totally agree that luck is better than skill or intelligence. And, hey. We're Weasleys. We have to be characters, to make everyone look and seem normal. It's what we do. And, I, for one, am proud to be weird"
"Same here," Rosie said, grinning and agreeing with Vikki's notion that all Weasleys were weird. Which was entirely true. Other than Uncle Percy, they were mostly all oddballs. "And if you could win the Muggle lottery, I'd want your luck super bad," she agreed, laughing. "You should totally buy a ticket and try to win."
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Jun 14, 2009 20:16:28 GMT
"I would like to, but I'm only seventeen. Underage in the muggle world, which is really dumb if you think about it. What makes seventeen and eighteen so different? Other than one year, of course." She treaded water, in silence for a moment, and then sighed. "Do you know when our first Quidditch Match is? Or who were against?"
"Next Saturday, actually," Rosie answered, circling around her cousin in an attempt to rid herself of boredome. "Against Slytherin. We should totally dominate, as they haven't had much time to practice, due to their DE meetings and such. Lucky for us that Zane actually sets aside time for practice."
Post by Victoire Weasley on Jun 16, 2009 0:21:48 GMT
"Woo-hoo!" She cried out. "They are so going down!" She swam to the edge of the water, and shook herself like a wet dog. She grinned her wolfish grin and wrung out her hair. "Thanks for coming swimming with me, Rosie. I gotta go, though! I'll see ya later!" She looked back, as if though she were regretting this, but scooped up her player, and began sprinting towards the castle, wondering if she was goign to be late for her next class.
Rosie grinned, agreeing with her cousin on the matter of the Slytherin-Gryffindor game. As Victoire swam to the edge of the water, Rosie waved good-bye. She pulled herself out of the water and shook the water out of her hair before lying on the grassy bank of the lake and letting the warmth of the sun dry her still-wet body. After a little under a quarter of an hour, she was dry enough, and she pulled back on her jeans and sweatshirt, pulling her hair back into a messy bun before heading back up to the school. It was time she got over herself and got back to class.
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