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Connor still didn't really feel at home in New Zealand, but the more time he spent here, the more he appreciated the parks. Everything felt just a little bit greener than Australia, and the thought amused him. He kept the thought to himself though, as Connor was pretty sure if he told Eric the grass was actually greener on this particular other side his brother wouldn't be especially happy about it. Best not to mention it. Connor wanted to make the most of his time in New Zealand, since he was going to be living here for school very soon, but something about that thought felt disloyal to Eric. He didn't want to hate the place he had to live, Connor wanted to have fun and make friends here, but every time he thought about how angry Eric was about their famous extended family, he felt guilty for ever even thinking he could like New Zealand.
It was easier to just enjoy himself here while Eric wasn't around. Connor missed his brother a lot, but with Eric away at Hogwarts he felt more free to just do the things he wanted. Which, right now, was looking at bugs. Connor had been trying to gather a bundle of flowers to ask uncle James what kinds they were, when a ladybird on the petal of a big yellow flower had caught his eye. There was something fascinating about watching such a small creature just going about its business, and so Connor had followed the ladybird across a few different flowers, and finally managed to coax it onto his hand. Now that was something special to show Mum and Uncle James! Thrilled with his discovery, Connor got up and began carefully hurrying across the park towards where they were sitting, excited to show off what he had found. Connor was so excited that he didn't notice the large stone up ahead until it was too late, and he went flying forward onto the grass. Involuntary tears immediately came to Connor's eyes at the pain in his skinned knees, followed by the realisation that he had scared the ladybird into flying away. Sniffling and hurrying to try and get his tears under control, Connor curled up slightly, struggling a bit to get back to sitting. How could such a good day go so bad so fast?
Connor still didn't really feel at home in New Zealand, but the more time he spent here, the more he appreciated the parks. Everything felt just a little bit greener than Australia, and the thought amused him. He kept the thought to himself though, as Connor was pretty sure if he told Eric the grass was actually greener on this particular other side his brother wouldn't be especially happy about it. Best not to mention it. Connor wanted to make the most of his time in New Zealand, since he was going to be living here for school very soon, but something about that thought felt disloyal to Eric. He didn't want to hate the place he had to live, Connor wanted to have fun and make friends here, but every time he thought about how angry Eric was about their famous extended family, he felt guilty for ever even thinking he could like New Zealand.
It was easier to just enjoy himself here while Eric wasn't around. Connor missed his brother a lot, but with Eric away at Hogwarts he felt more free to just do the things he wanted. Which, right now, was looking at bugs. Connor had been trying to gather a bundle of flowers to ask uncle James what kinds they were, when a ladybird on the petal of a big yellow flower had caught his eye. There was something fascinating about watching such a small creature just going about its business, and so Connor had followed the ladybird across a few different flowers, and finally managed to coax it onto his hand. Now that was something special to show Mum and Uncle James! Thrilled with his discovery, Connor got up and began carefully hurrying across the park towards where they were sitting, excited to show off what he had found. Connor was so excited that he didn't notice the large stone up ahead until it was too late, and he went flying forward onto the grass. Involuntary tears immediately came to Connor's eyes at the pain in his skinned knees, followed by the realisation that he had scared the ladybird into flying away. Sniffling and hurrying to try and get his tears under control, Connor curled up slightly, struggling a bit to get back to sitting. How could such a good day go so bad so fast?