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[misstraceydavis]

Bonshurrr de Fransssh à tous. That means "Hello from France, everyone" in French-parseltongue

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[wicked_scrod]

Spellotaping in photographs gives a visual to the reader. It also provides memories for the Spellotaper. It has nothing to do with one's supposed sexual orientation.

And I am so glad I am out of the country for this Greengrass fiasco. I have to work in the Ministry, as you well know, and I do not fancy having to work my way through a crowd of histrionic Mudb Muggleborns to get to my office.

[misstraceydavis]

Photographs don't provide memories. Memories provide memories. I'd rather look at the mossy pinecone I picked up outside when I want to remember. I have a whole box full of trinkets and things like that. A few are connected to you, you know.

Perhaps the Ministry can set up a floo that goes inside directly so that you don't have to cope with that when the time comes for you to return from that place.

[wicked_scrod]

Photographs preserve memories in ways that a pinecone cannot. That having been said, however, I like that you keep trinkets. What do you have that remind you of me?

I'll have to suggest that, if it's not implemented by the time I return.

[misstraceydavis]

It's a secret, but I promise you it's nothing that you'll miss. You haven't missed it yet, after all.

[wicked_scrod]

...you keep my virginity in your trinkets box?

[misstraceydavis]

Not precisely that, no.

Virginity isn't a trinket, anyway. It's a temporary state of being.

[wicked_scrod]

Which is why I was so confused. Oh, don't tease me, Trace, what is it?

[misstraceydavis]

Just something you dropped out by the lake that time.

[wicked_scrod]

Er, I don't remember ever dropping anything that I didn't pick up.

[misstraceydavis]

Well... I might've nicked it from your pocket when you weren't paying attention. And you were rather preoccupied.

[wicked_scrod]

When was this? Depending on the time period, I might've been preoccupied with the sky, with your hands, with your neck...it's all very mysterious, what you're saying!

[misstraceydavis]

Mystery's part of the fun, ducks.

But the trinket I'm thinking of is a quill nib you had in your pocket. It kept poking me, so I nicked it.

[wicked_scrod]

Oh! That must have been the day I had to nick another nib from Ackerley during Potions and then his potion somehow...tipped over of its own accord.