Accidental Video; 001

[maraudingprongs]

What the bloody--

[There's a hazel eye pushed up close to the screen, behind the sheen of what is presumably a pair of glasses. James; or James' eye, rather; seems to be searching for something for a moment before he backs up.]

Right then, this just isn't on.

[Grumbled, referring to the situation, as opposed to the Dreamberry. Clearly out-of-

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[madcuriosity]

Harry?

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[madcuriosity]

[Ah but no, that's the language of a newcomer!]

Welcome to Somarium sir!

[maraudingprongs]

James.

[He corrects, with a half-mouthed grin.]

And thanks, I think.

[madcuriosity]

I'm sure you have many questions! I shall be sure to answer as best I can.

Oh but um... first. Could you please tell me something? You see I didn't think Harry had any brothers because he certainly didn't mention any but you look so much like him! Except the eyes.

Would your last name happen to be "Potter?"

[maraudingprongs]

Oh, loads of them. [He's still grinning, trying not to laugh. Most of them had been answered-- vaguely, of course, his absolute favourite kind of answer-- but that was all right. He wasn't about to tell a child that she was too late. A little too adorable for that, hey.]

And speaking of questions, that's not a bad one. I'll have to be asking Harry if he has any siblings. Brothers, sisters... [He shakes his head, almost alarmed. Who knows how many little Potters (who were bigger than he) there might be running around here?]

Hm? Oh. Right. James Potter, you're absolutely right. Good guess!

[madcuriosity]

Ah I got it then! [Smiles brightly and claps her hands together.] How frabjous! Oh? [She listened to James talk. If he wanted to ask Harry if he had sibling then...]

Hmm... [She thinks for a moment.]

Are you his father then?

[maraudingprongs]

Alice, you're way too good at this game. It's no fun to play a guessing game if one player's so much the better of the other. Right then, I give in! The title's yours.

Right again. I'm Harry's father.

[Still getting the hang of saying that. It gave his chest a jumpy feeling as of now, half pride and half... alarm, really. The pride was winning out, thankfully.]

Beware: Tangent ahead

[madcuriosity]

[She giggles.] I'm very good at riddles you know! Alice Liddell rhymes with riddle is what daddy always says. But I'm not very good at quick-itch. Both Draco AND Harry have tried to teach me and I'm not good at all. I can stay steady but I can't go very high... and they won't let me! [Of course they won't, she's all of a tiny thing and her father would kill them if she got hurt.] So how can I be any good if I can't go more than a few feet off the ground? Ah! But they said I could commentate on the games! But there hasn't been one because they keep losing players! Only thing they do have is Harry being the seeker for his team and Draco being the seeker for the other. I told them though that if any cheating happens I'll scold them harshly and will be very cross at them. But they don't cheat at all because they're wonderful friends! [Alice blinks and then blushes.]

Ah oh dear... I've done it again I suppose....

But oh how wonderful you're here then! He'll be so happy to see you!

Ahahah, she's too much!

[maraudingprongs]

[It was so very, very difficult not to chuckle. But James does an admirable job of it-- though he is grinning ear to ear.]

Well, thank you. That about answers all of my questions. [He assures, grin more toothy now, amused.] Glad that Harry's got himself some right good mates. And there's time yet to get good at Quidditch; a lot of muggle-borns only get their first shot at it around ten or eleven, and you seem a few years under that yet. Broom's probably a bit big for you, still. [He reassures.]

And, will he? That's good to know.

Told you~

[madcuriosity]

Hmmm? Oh, I'm not a muggle-born like Miss Hermione was! I'm completely non-magical! Or... well... Muggle if you must use that word. [She doesn't like that word, it sounds mean.]

But I've met plenty of magical things even before I came here to Somarium.

<3

[maraudingprongs]

Oh, really? [He's amused. Absolutely.]

Tell me about it, then. These magical things you've seen. I'd like to have listen.

[madcuriosity]

Oh! Well, I've met lots of unicorns and had a lovely conversation with a gryphon, and then one of my dearest friends, a dragon stayed with me at my home during the winter months! The poor thing was so cold that we once had to let him into the cottage to keep him warm. I've spoken with lions, but all lions talk of course so that's not really magical. And then I've met all sort of magical people here! I've even met Merlin! And even my dreamberry can do magic!

[Yes, it all certainly sounds as if she could be lying but no, she isn't. Alice is quite horrible at lying.]

[maraudingprongs]

Talking lions. Obviously, yes.

[He believes her, he does, because he's already encountered the weirdest parts of his day; nothing can beat becoming a father, dying, and learning that someone hired Snivelly to teach children all in one day. So this? This is child's play, comparatively.

Not to mention the only bit of that that sounded the lease but strange to James to begin with were the 'talking lions.']

You're busy for your age.

[madcuriosity]

If you don't believe me you can ask Ace! He was there when we met Simba.

[maraudingprongs]

[He crosses his hearts with two fingers, then holds up a hand.]

I solemnly promise I was taking you most seriously. Absolutely seriously. The serious-est.

Talking lions sound fantastic, I'll need to put that on my list of things to look into.

[madcuriosity]

Bring plum cake if you meet them, they're quite fond of it.