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- Posted: Mon, 13 Feb 2012 21:56:51 +0000


- “Sounds like an exciting summer.” commented Lorcan. He knew all too well the meaning of living with a wild family. Lorcan managed to find some free time to himself while the rest of the family when off to do whatever it was that they did. Most of the quality time Lorcan spent with his family was during quidditch matches. Lorcan was not terrible at quidditch, but his brother was a natural. Of course, their father always praised Lysander for being so great; the whole thing was really sickening to watch. Apparently, being Head Boy meant nothing to Lorcan’s parents. Despite the depressing lack of appreciation from his parents, Lorcan found other ways to occupy his time with; such as activities that he felt were much more important. His summer nights, for example, included a lot of sneaking around. It was not until recently that his grandfather caught the older twin sneaking back into the house around four in the morning. It was very unlikely that his grandfather remembered this, because Lorcan was never interrogated by his parents about where he was or what he was doing. As far as he could tell, he was in the clear.
Summer vacation aside, Lorcan raised an eyebrow as he wondered why such a bubbly girl like Molly wanted to know the whereabouts of the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, Griffin Huxley. Lorcan caught a hint of affection in Molly’s voice when she talked about Griffin and the way she looked through the crowds - Lorcan merely gave the red head a lopsided smile.
“Griffin Huxley?” said Lorcan in thought. “Afraid not.”
Lorcan was very familiar with Griffin, he considered him a friend even, but the captain of the Slytherin team was known for his reputation as a notorious lady’s man. Molly was like family; the sister he never had but would gladly replace with a brother. Even though Lorcan was not fond of his own family, he liked Molly enough to issue a warning to the little Weasley. If anything should happen to her, he might feel a little responsible for not helping her out.
“I’d be careful around Griffin if I was you, Molly.” said Lorcan as he stepped in closer to her, his voice lowered a little bit. “He’s the kind of guy that would eat you up.” He paused and smiled. “Unless you’re into that kind of thing.” With a playful wink, Lorcan stepped back and patted her arm.
“Anyway, what happened back there in that crowd? You look a little tired.” said Lorcan as he changed the subject. The one great thing about summer was staying up all night and sleeping in all day. The only problem with that sleeping schedule was the difficulty in getting back on track when school came around. Last night, he had trouble falling asleep. His restlessness had him tossing and turning in bed. Eventually he managed to fall asleep, but he did have some trouble waking up. Although, Lysander was the world’s most frustrating alarm clock and it proved to be an exciting morning. Lorcan’s face still hurt a little from the sucker punch he so lovingly received earlier that day.
“If you need to lay down a while, maybe I can talk to your Head Girl or Boy. I’m sure they would understand.” suggested Lorcan. He placed his hands in his pockets and laughed to himself, “I was going to suggest that you stay in my compartment with Lysander. But, if you were planning on napping, I would strongly not recommend it.”
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