onwards to a new life
pleasant early autumn breeze flowing by open window as mokshendra is getting irritated by london traffic like an ordinary muggle complains to his mother sitting beside driving the jet black older version of Bentley watching london pass through swiftly like galleons vanishing in hands of goblins
COULDNT we have taken to broom or something far faster easier , this traffic sucks
and dad even today he couldn't take out his time ..is it really justified??
his mum corrected him barely looking away from road ahead.. when you will grow up.. you will understand that sometimes work gets heavy with powers come responsibility then she paused for a second a bit of disapproval in her eyes
AND
DIGNITY is paramount.. we will reach the station not like some broke wizards or some barely scrapping by muggles.
c'mon mother mos (short for mokshendra sarswat even used by his friends) raised his voice we aren't even those " PRETENTIOUS " PURE BLOODS....why should we care
she sighed and answered
remember mos your first impression sticks by all your lifetime... we don't want to ruin your debut in wizarding world DO we ? and yeah your father is expecting you to join Ravenclaw and have company of smart and intelligent so bear that in mind ...
mos sank back into the seat and answered in a relaxed tone
na mum .." I HAVE MY PREFERENCES YOU KNOW "
his mother looked...no shot daggers through her eyes
i want no owls from Hogwarts !!!! HER voice was unaturally low which made it sound more of a threat than a directory she answered a second later... we could manage your mischief in muggle world but magic.....Magic is different , there are...... consequences
a contemplative silence descended ..
i will see what i can do mother , hope dad atleast manage to come and see me off at least....he is trying
i hope he does mos replied shifted his eyes to the london passing by...... admiring its beauty
COULDNT we have taken to broom or something far faster easier , this traffic sucks
and dad even today he couldn't take out his time ..is it really justified??
his mum corrected him barely looking away from road ahead.. when you will grow up.. you will understand that sometimes work gets heavy with powers come responsibility then she paused for a second a bit of disapproval in her eyes
AND
DIGNITY is paramount.. we will reach the station not like some broke wizards or some barely scrapping by muggles.
c'mon mother mos (short for mokshendra sarswat even used by his friends) raised his voice we aren't even those " PRETENTIOUS " PURE BLOODS....why should we care
she sighed and answered
remember mos your first impression sticks by all your lifetime... we don't want to ruin your debut in wizarding world DO we ? and yeah your father is expecting you to join Ravenclaw and have company of smart and intelligent so bear that in mind ...
mos sank back into the seat and answered in a relaxed tone
na mum .." I HAVE MY PREFERENCES YOU KNOW "
his mother looked...no shot daggers through her eyes
i want no owls from Hogwarts !!!! HER voice was unaturally low which made it sound more of a threat than a directory she answered a second later... we could manage your mischief in muggle world but magic.....Magic is different , there are...... consequences
a contemplative silence descended ..
i will see what i can do mother , hope dad atleast manage to come and see me off at least....he is trying
i hope he does mos replied shifted his eyes to the london passing by...... admiring its beauty