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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 7:07 pm
Oliver had been staring at the white ceiling for hours now. He didn't exactly wish to get up because he might wake up Siria and she looked too asleep. Yet, he had to use the bathroom. Quietly getting up, Oliver swung his boxer clad legs over the side of the bed and pushed himself up slowly. Tip-toeing to the bathroom Oliver slipped in, slipping out minutes later. Then, he walked on downstairs and summoned a cup of coffee. Drinking it quickly, Oliver walked back upstairs and saw Siria up and fully clothed. "I have to go. See you later I suppose."
Smiling some as he watched her leave, Oliver got dressed himself. Oliver brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and every other thing a person did in the morning. His feet padded across the hardwood floor and then he forgot, he could apparate now that Siria was gone. A small pop and he was downstairs. He glanced at his open trunk by the leather sofa and grabbed his wand from under the cabinet. Flicking his wrist with an incantation, Oliver watched as his clothes floated down the stairs in folded piles and placed themselves properly in the trunk. "Now that is what I call the good reasons for magic."
A small grin came on his face as he noticed the time. Another small pop and he appeared in a little pub witches and wizards went to. It was empty, but it always was this time of the day. It was only a few blocks from his home, but that was the beauty of it.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 2:15 pm
((Suppose I could head to Diagon Alley as well.))
A small pop and Oliver was once again in his flat. A triumphant smile was on his face as he saw his trunk neatly packed and ready to go. Slamming the lid shut, Oliver hovered it and another bag and another small pop after making sure Gus-Gus was in his pocket. After appearing in The Leaky Couldron, Oliver smelled all of the familiar things- no matter if it was pleasant or unpleasant. Then he made about the preperations for renting a room, since he would have been a little closer to the school. Oliver got a key and went to his room.
Hovering the trunk until it landed by his bed, Oliver set down Gus-Gus and then left to go explore. Some things might have changed since he was last at Diagon Alley, but he highly doubted it changed that much.
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