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Cameron's smile grew at Therese's laugh. Everything about this trip had been so stressful, and so far everyone he met pitied him. Or hated him for inheriting such an estate, having had nothing to do with the family. He didn't realize how long it had been since he had been in the company of someone who laughed. The sound made him relax a bit into his chair as he listened to how she ended up at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts. He had gotten a letter when he turned eleven. Must of one of those things that his father just couldn't erase him from after he shipped him off to live with his aunt. How he begged his Aunt to go to Hogwarts. It sounded amazing a dream come true for any eleven year old boy that had been told he was wizard. To go to a boarding school in England to learn magic.
Now he understood why his Aunt refused, insisted that he go to the 'just as good' school in New York, but then. Thirteen days and seven hours he didn't speak a word to Margaret when she told him no and not dare ask again. He kept the letter though, just in case she changed her mind. Cameron was sure if he looked, he could still find it.
"My accent?" Cameron's grin grew enough a dimple formed in his cheek. He knew he sounded southern. He got his share of teasing over his drawl in school, but nothing quite like how people over here reacted. "I grew up in South Carolina with my Aunt. Nothin' exotic or curious about that, and not nearly as nice as yours." Pushing his documents to the side, he debated his next question. His curiosity burned, and he felt he owed his eleven year old self a bit of satisfaction.
"What was Hogwarts like?" He asked before he talked himself out of it. "Worth giving up speaking French?"
Cameron's smile grew at Therese's laugh. Everything about this trip had been so stressful, and so far everyone he met pitied him. Or hated him for inheriting such an estate, having had nothing to do with the family. He didn't realize how long it had been since he had been in the company of someone who laughed. The sound made him relax a bit into his chair as he listened to how she ended up at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts. He had gotten a letter when he turned eleven. Must of one of those things that his father just couldn't erase him from after he shipped him off to live with his aunt. How he begged his Aunt to go to Hogwarts. It sounded amazing a dream come true for any eleven year old boy that had been told he was wizard. To go to a boarding school in England to learn magic.
Now he understood why his Aunt refused, insisted that he go to the 'just as good' school in New York, but then. Thirteen days and seven hours he didn't speak a word to Margaret when she told him no and not dare ask again. He kept the letter though, just in case she changed her mind. Cameron was sure if he looked, he could still find it.
"My accent?" Cameron's grin grew enough a dimple formed in his cheek. He knew he sounded southern. He got his share of teasing over his drawl in school, but nothing quite like how people over here reacted. "I grew up in South Carolina with my Aunt. Nothin' exotic or curious about that, and not nearly as nice as yours." Pushing his documents to the side, he debated his next question. His curiosity burned, and he felt he owed his eleven year old self a bit of satisfaction.
"What was Hogwarts like?" He asked before he talked himself out of it. "Worth giving up speaking French?"
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