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[knightsdaughter]

Molly is a little homesick. She hasn't seen Harry or the twins in awhile, and much as she'd hate to admit it, she misses her parents and the Jawas. So, to combat the feeling, she's continued her exploration of the Mansion. And she discovered, among other things, a game closet. So, she's currently spread out on the floor, sorting through piles

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[stars_andstones]

Harry hates to admit it, but he's getting homesick, too. This place has too much concentrated weirdness. At least in Chicago it was more spread out.

When he comes across Molly on his way outside to get some fresh air, he smiles a little, and pokes her lightly in the leg with his foot.

"Need an opponent?"

Typist: I lose at checking private journals XD Not to late to tag in? :O

[knightsdaughter]

She looks up at him and beams in a very unteenager-like way before she can help it. "Only if you want your ass handed to you." A pause, then she says, "I'd meant to come find you anyway," a little quieter.

T: Not even remotely!

[stars_andstones]

"You were doing your angry teenager thing, that's okay. Are we friends again?" Harry crouches down next to her and offers his hand. "I'd hate to live my life under the grudge of another wizard. That tends to be dangerous."

[knightsdaughter]

She takes the offered hand. "Nah. Making my dad choose between us wouldn't be fair."

[stars_andstones]

"I dunno, I don't think it's much of a choice. I've yaddayadda'd the Lord a few too many times. My ass is getting kicked to the curb." A little awkwardly, he shifts to sit crosslegged (it's a lot of leg to cross, really). "What're we playing? Can I be the car?"

[knightsdaughter]

"We've got that one if you want. Though personally, with all the math, it's always felt too much like work to me." She indicates the stack that's in English. "Take your pick, though."