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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 12, 2008 3:41:18 GMT
I laugh slightly in return, shaking my head. "That's almost worse... shifting between the two extremes. He'll probably wind up confused about his masculinity."
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 14, 2008 20:06:44 GMT
Annie grinned. "I know. We've already discussed how much therapy I'm going to have to pay for over that."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 15, 2008 2:33:53 GMT
I laugh again slightly, shaking my head. "Well, if it's any help you can tell him that I knew a guy in a similar situation back in school... and, even worse, all his friends were girls. But now he is happily married and doesn't have any more mental defects than average."
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 15, 2008 2:46:39 GMT
Annie laughed. "My brother was like that too, except he had maybe five guy friends."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 15, 2008 3:08:51 GMT
"I'm not certain Chance even knew five guys... or that he does now, even." I laugh again, then frown, because there's something naggingly familiar about the fact she has a brother. Like I read somewhere something about a Pettigrew, ages and ages ago, and wondered at the time if he was Annie's brother, back before I forgot about her.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 17, 2008 2:27:27 GMT
Annie laughed. "Feminine guys have always been my favorite friends."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 17, 2008 2:30:23 GMT
"Mm... well, he isn't feminine, actually. Overly masculine to compensate, really. But I do have a guy friend who bakes, if that's considered feminine."
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 17, 2008 2:39:46 GMT
Annie thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, it does. My brother used to bake, and cook, and all that. He was kinda femine...most of the time. Well, until he was maybe nineteen. I dunno, but apparently it took a wife and three kids to do the job."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 17, 2008 2:43:10 GMT
"It took a wife and three kids to make him not feminine?" I ask, raising my eyebrows and wondering if I misheard that. "So what's he like now?"
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 18, 2008 18:26:04 GMT
Annie grinned slightly, saying, "It slowly got built up with each addition." she explained, then the smile disappeared. "He died. About eleven years ago."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 18, 2008 18:29:30 GMT
((Wouldn't it be more like seven or eight?))
"Oh...." My own smile disappears, and I bite my lip. "Can I ask... if it was because of the war, or would you rather I just shut up?"
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 18, 2008 18:39:05 GMT
(I thought it was ten years later...lol i assumed we just put ten years after Jimmy and Lilly's death)
Annie nodded. "Yeah. Uhm, you probably heard of him - Peter Pettigrew? Killed by Sirius Black."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 18, 2008 18:45:02 GMT
((No... I'm pretty sure it's just ten years after the old site, which was in about '78... 'cause that's how everyone seems to have calculated their ages and such.))
I suck in a breath then, nodding as I remember now why it seemed familiar. I remember when I read it that I couldn't quite believe it... not because I really knew either of them myself, but I know that they were both good friends of Andra's, and I found myself thinking it was a good thing she didn't have to know about it. "Yes, I guess I did hear about that."
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 18, 2008 18:48:55 GMT
((lol, okay))
Annie nodded. "Were you one of his friends? He seemed to have a lot of female friends, like I said."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 18, 2008 18:51:21 GMT
"Oh... no...." I shake my head. "He... and Sirius... were friends of a friend. But she died too, a few years before the war ended. I think... when we first met, I told you that you reminded me of her."
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 18, 2008 18:53:04 GMT
Annie nodded. "Yeah, that sounds right." She shuddered. "That reminds me, I was thinking about finally going to see Sirius."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 18, 2008 18:57:16 GMT
"In Azkaban?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. "Why would you go to Azkaban to see somebody that you can't possibly like?"
I suppose I shouldn't say that, really, that she "can't possibly" like him. I've had a sibling murdered too, and that doesn't stop me from caring about the person who did it.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Nov 18, 2008 23:12:08 GMT
Annie looked down. "We were friends, kind of. Before, I mean. And then I - " She stopped herself, then said, "I need to talk to him. There's something I need to tell him."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Nov 19, 2008 4:31:39 GMT
I nod, frowning slightly, but I'm pretty sure I get it. More or less. And it's not as though I know her well enough to press the issue.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Dec 20, 2008 0:30:00 GMT
Annie shrugged. "It couldn't hurt, right?"
<<Lol, sorry! And do we actually have a sirius? 'cause that would be fun to play out>>
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Post by Arden Patricks on Dec 20, 2008 5:32:39 GMT
"I guess I wouldn't know...." I shrug slightly.
((Eh, don't think so. Steven used to be, of course, but he and his brothers never followed through to this site.))
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Dec 21, 2008 18:20:20 GMT
Annie shrugged. "Anywho, anything I missed with you over the past decade or so?" she asked. <<Aww, that's too bad  >> |
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Post by Arden Patricks on Dec 22, 2008 15:36:34 GMT
"Not a whole lot," I shrug slightly. "Considering it was a decade. Worked for the ministry a bit until... until my boyfriend was killed 'resisting arrest,' and I didn't really want to spend all my time wondering which of my coworkers did it, so then I turned into a hermit." I shrug again. "Now I hardly ever leave the house except to babysit. But how about you?"
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Dec 23, 2008 2:01:00 GMT
Annie's eyes widened slightly, then nodded. "Uhm, nothing so interesting as hermitism, mostly just raising the ickle ones, divorce, super fun shit like that." She said, rolling her eyes.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Dec 23, 2008 4:57:01 GMT
"Hm... entertaining," I agree, nodding and raising my eyebrows.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Dec 23, 2008 17:22:58 GMT
Annie laughed. "Oh yeah. Wanna see pictures?!" She asked excitedly.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Dec 24, 2008 15:39:01 GMT
"Of your little ones?" I ask, laughing slightly after a few seconds of, for some reason, thinking she meant her life in general in a sarcastic way or something.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Dec 26, 2008 1:54:22 GMT
Annie laughed. "Yes, of my little ones! Not that they're all that little anymore. My oldest just started at Hogwarts this year!" She said as she pulled a wallet out of one of the inner pockets in her coat.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Dec 26, 2008 3:48:18 GMT
"So you said, I think," I laugh slightly, leaning closer to see the pictures.
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Post by Annie Pettigrew on Jan 5, 2009 22:12:36 GMT
Annie grinned. "Probably. I talk about those buggers all the time. This one here is Dave," she said, pointing to the only boy of the group. "He's the oldest, as I've said about a thousand times now. Very outgoing, and doesn't really care about his own safety. But apparently that makes him brave, because the lad's a Gryffindor. This one, the oldest girl, is Julia. She's brilliant, really and truly, definately a future Ravenclaw. And the littlest there, that's Nora. No idea on what she's going to be, but then again she is only five."
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