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He'd listen to her in silence, and related to many things she said, until she asked what type of songs he writes.

''W-ell I uh-'' He'd chuckle awkwardly, as he started to think of the list he had.

''I'm not much of a- Pop person, I usually go for a more- theatrical aproach, or uh- well the other projects are pretty much- bad, straight up bad, they were really bad and awful-'' He'd scratch the back of his head. ''The rest of my music is rock and some metal-''

This might be quite surprising, since his image usually shows him as a fragile and quiet person, but when you think about it, it may make some sense, maybe he expresses himself by music, since he is so awful at talking and interacting with other people.


''So- yeah, that is what I usually do- well- at least when I am not baking- He would keep holding his wrist, trying to keep holding eye contact, just like every single second from this conversation, but he seems to be handling the situation wonderfully, or, that is what he wants to think so he can avoid thinking about the many possibilities on how everything could end up being a great disaster.

''W-ell I uh-'' He stuttered out in response to my question. Then gave a nervous laugh he was clearly uncomfortable and I almost considered changing the subject.

''I'm not much of a- Pop person, I usually go for a more- theatrical aproach, or uh- well the other projects are pretty much- bad, straight up bad, they were really bad and awful 'Rest of my music is rock and some metal.''

I was surprised by that I wouldn't have guessed he was into rock music. I personally listened to more country than anything but I definitely had nothing against the genre and felt more intrigued by Aldor.

''So- yeah, that is what I usually do- well- at least when I am not baking." He finished still trying to hold eye contact with me while still trying to keep his shaking under control.

"So you're a rocker and a baker?" I say with a teasing smile, then cringed a bit at my words hearing how stupid they sounded even to me. "I´ve never really baked that much. I´ve tried a few times never been that good at it." I say trying awkwardly to continue the conversation but probably failing at it most honestly.

He would smile slightly at her ' Rocker Baker ' comment.

''It does not sound half bad as a title- I will tell that one to my aunt next time we talk- maybe she agrees to start selling my discs with a basket of bread-'' He would let out a small chuckle.

He would stop for a second as he realized he has not even mentioned his aunt before through the conversation.

''I um- My aunt, she was a poet you know? She released a few books and- small texts through the newspaper, she really had no time to stay at home because she had a few interviews and well- she still wrote some things so, most of the time I would be alone at our house until the night- '' He would let go of his wrist as he kept talking about his aunt.

''One day she just came back home early, and told me that she decided she was going to be a baker, at first, I just did not say anything, since I had no clue on how to react but- then she told me she wanted to spend more time with me, and that she could teach me how to bake as well-'' He would smile softly, as he kept thinking about the topic.

He never mentioned his parents in the conversation, which was a tiny bit strange, he seems to be quite calm, so asking will probably be no harm.

He smiled slightly at my comments then said.

''It does not sound half bad as a title- I will tell that one to my aunt next time we talk- maybe she agrees to start selling my discs with a basket of bread-'' He said laughing a bit. He must have realized he hadn't mentioned his aunt yet because he quickly backtracks.

''I um- My aunt, she was a poet you know? She released a few books and- small texts through the newspaper, she really had no time to stay at home because she had a few interviews and well- she still wrote some things so, most of the time I would be alone at our house until the night'' He said. My parents were usally overprotective so I had never been left alone at home much but I could still relate to being loney. I noticed as he talked that he let go of his wrist, I wondered if it was because he was takking about his aunt.

''One day she just came back home early, and told me that she decided she was going to be a baker, at first, I just did not say anything, since I had no clue on how to react but- then she told me she wanted to spend more time with me, and that she could teach me how to bake as well-'' He smiled when he said that it was clearly a happy memory.

"Thats cool," I said with a smile. "Maybe you cpuld teach me hpw to bake something spmetime," I say very much doubting that will ever happen. "So, you live with your Aunt?" I ask. "If you don't mind my asking what about your parents?" I ask cautiously. He hadn't mentioned them yet and I was curious as to why.

Aldor seemed quite happy, specially when she said that she wanted him to teach her how to bake, everything seemes to be going wonderfuly, until she asked about his parents, his smile would fade for a few seconds as he took a deep breath and spoke.

''Yeah, I-I live with my aunt- I have been with her for most of my life since- My parents kind of rejected me when my first magic showed- '' He would move some of his hair away from his face.

''Normally- I would not complain, since I've always loved my aunt and my parents were always to busy for me- but they gave away like I was a stranger- not a hug or nothing, they could not even look me in the eyes-'' He would pause for a moment, as he recovered his breath.

'' I have not reveived a single card or anything from them since then- I know for a fact that they are alive but- they just decided to not interact with me ever again-'' The boy would break eye contact for the first time on the conversation, he simply looked at the ground for a few seconds, and turned his sight back to Violet.

''S-o, is there any other topic you would like to talk about?-''



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Aldor was smiling amd seemed to finallt be relaxing a bit but when I asked him about his parents his expression almost instantly changed.
''Yeah, I-I live with my aunt- I have been with her for most of my life since- My parents kind of rejected me when my first magic showed- '' My eyes went wide at this much too causally said piece of information. They had abonded him vecause of magic? While my parents especially my dad were still quite weary of magic I could never imagine them just dumping me over it.

''Normally- I wouldn't complain, since I've always loved my aunt and my parents were always too busy for me- but they gave me away like I was a stranger- not a hug or nothing, they could not even look me in the eyes-'' He seemed to be struggleing ro get the words out. My face was probably red with anger, I had always had a short fuse but I couldn't imagine someone not get upset over people like that.

'' I have not reveived a single card or anything from them since then- I know for a fact that they are alive but- they just decided to not interact with me ever again-'' He broke eye contact with me after that staring at tge ground for a second before he forced his eyes to meet mine again.

''S-o, is there any other topic you would like to talk about?'' He said, obviously trying to get away from the topic. I felt like saying they were idots and what decent person does that to their kid but, he clearly didn't want to think about them anymore so I tried to think of something else better to talk about. But honestly I was terrible at thinking up good conversation so I pathetically said.

"Um, I don't really know, what do you want to talk about? Any favorite classes here or um, you trying out for quidditch? Clearly I'm bad at this." I say with a bit of a laugh.

He would shrug slightly, as he thought about what he liked.

''I kind of like all classes- when I do not have to do team work, I mean- I can do team work, I just don't like to talk to people against my will-'' He would bite his lip thinking. ''And- I like quidditch- watching, at least since I am not the most- athletic person ever-''

He would tilt his head slightly, as he held his hands togheter, and rested them on his own lap.

''I do remember that- when I started living with my aunt, I wanted to take care of magical creatures, specially dragons, even before I showed my first magic, I loved the idea of something else being out there, something bigger than myself- Something, softer and different than a human-'' He would smile slightly, as even more memories flooded his mind.

''I kind of- stopped trusting peole after the incident with my parents- And I thought how- people are so very different from animals and other creatures- We are greedy- we desire a long life- the bigger difference is that we believe that we are the absolute top of the food chain- what would happen if there were beings watching us and thinking- 'We will take over some day' ? But- I think that is a lot of information to process- '' He would stop, thinking.

He shrugged as he thought of a response.

''I kind of like all my classes- when I do not have to do teamwork, I mean- I can do teamwork, I just don't like to talk to people against my will, he said and- I like quidditch- watching, at least since I am not the most- athletic person ever-''

I could most certainly agree with that team projects were one of my least favorite parts of any class. And I laughed a bit when he said he wasn´t the most athletic person, because of who he was talking too. I was probably one of the least athletic people in the universe, but still, I couldn't help but like quidditch and wished I was better at flying.

He tilted his head as he seemed to remember something else.

''I do remember that- when I started living with my aunt, I wanted to take care of magical creatures, especially dragons, even before I showed my first sign of magic, I loved the idea of something else being out there, something bigger than myself- Something, softer and different than a human-'' A grin started to come over his face and I could tell that just thinking about this made him happy and I couldn´t disagree with a word he said.

''I kind of- stopped trusting people after the incident with my parents- And I thought how- people are so very different from animals and other creatures- We are greedy- we desire a long life- the biggest difference is that we believe that we are the absolute top of the food chain- what would happen if there were beings watching us and thinking- 'We will take over someday' ? But- I think that is a lot of information to process- '' He would stop, thinking. That was a lot to process but quite interesting.

¨I don´t know I´ve never really thought about that.¨ I say, ¨But I can defiantly agree that most animals are better than people. Easier to get along with, less stressful. So, dragons are your favorite animals? Why?¨ I ask.

''Well- favorite ''mythical'' being, or at least, that's what muggles call them-'' He would smile slightly.

''I just like them, I do not think I have an actual reason for why, but- I guess they were a big part of my childhood, even when i was considered a muggle, I had many toys and plushes related to dragons, I have always preffered ''monsters'' and- ''the bad guy'' in stories over the knight in shining armor-''

He would hold his wrist once more, as he took a deep breath.

''I do like moths as well-'' He would say, feeling quite embarrased.

''People usually hate moths and uh- I think that is why I like them, they are always despised, while butterflies and other 'pretty' insects are always praised because of their wonderful colors and stuff- I think beauty is based on more than that, you know? ''

He would pause for a few seconds, and kept going.

''I think shyness and softness is quite an atractive trait- well, in other people at least, I hate it in myself but- I guess I kind of understand how people with that trait feel- But um, that is probably a very awkward thing to say, isn't it?- ''



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''Well- favorite ''mythical'' being, or at least, that's what muggles call them'' He says in response.
''I just like them, I don't I have an actual reason for why, but- I guess they were a big part of my childhood, even when i was considered a muggle, I had many toys and plushes related to dragons, I have always preferred ''monsters'' and- ''the bad guy'' in stories over the knight in shining armor. l do like moths as well." He said which was a strange statement to make.
''People usually hate moths and uh- I think that is why I like them, they are always despised, while butterflies and other 'pretty' insects are always praised because of their wonderful colors and stuff- I think beauty is based on more than that, you know? ''

He stopped for a second as if trying to figure out what he wanted to say next.

''I think shyness and softness is quite an atractive trait- well, in other people at least, I hate it in myself but- I guess I kind of understand how people with that trait feel, I guess that is a very awkward thing to say, isn't it?''

"I don't know, I suppose I understand that." I say. "And yeah no one wants to read about some perfect protagonist all the time. If you this paragon-knight-in-shining-armor person in real life you would probably find them insanely annoying. Sometimes, you want a more relatable character, less perfect."

I think about the other stuff he's said. "You're picks for favorite animals are probably way cooler then mine. I mean I've never heard someone says moths were one of their favorite animals." I say with a bit of a laugh, "though if I had I suppose you woldn't have picked them." I smile. "As for me favorite mythical creature? I have to go with unicorns an insanely cliche choice but what can I say? As for non- mythical always cats their the sweetest and full of funny personalities." I say.