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[Laura Zavaglia]

Laura, admittedly, had wondered about the teleportation capabilities of magic. It seemed a little bit lazy at times when the purpose of travel was as much the journey as the destination (apparently). But Laura had taken planes and they could get boring. So getting to another place to make a journey was really cool. And her aunt could teleport, she'd shown Laura the other day in what she kind of assumed was perhaps a small way to try and cheer her up when she was especially down about magic. Her aunt wasn't the best at that, because she tended to go back to pessimism, but Laura appreciated that she at least sort of tried.

It was just a shame that she definitely wasn't a witch.

>its mostly when i say im NOT magic

She wasn't electrocuted for her trouble, but the elevator that she had just stepped into jolted uncomfortably, and Laura slid down the side with her eyes closed, praying to whatever powers that be that she didn't get stuck.

>sorry elevator went weird a sec i think its moving now
>but i think it could? theres a pub near me where u go in the fireplace and throw this powder stuff and it takes u to where the magic shops are in nz
>without the fire on obvs
>that might let u travel but only 2 hospital

Laura didn't want to say she was scared of getting stuck in an elevator, or more pertinently scared of the fact that the universe seemed to want to correct her when she said she wasn't magical. Which probably meant she was magical, and she couldn't keep denying it forever. But then everything definitely had to change, and she had wanted to hope that it was a mistake and nothing was going to change. And if wishing for things really hard could make them true, Carlton would have won at least three more premierships by now. So perhaps she was a little scared, but she didn't want it to seem like that, otherwise she wouldn't be cool and reliable and friend material.

>anyway sorry theres probably a way to do it we can investigate

That just sounded so much cooler, she thought. Investigate. It made them sound like detectives on a case. Not a couple of kids who didn't know what they were doing.

 

[Alfred Gorbach]

“You ok?”
He didn’t like the stuff she wrote about elevators. Probably because his brain immediately started playing scenes from disaster movies. Elevators getting stuck, then dropping. Yeah, not the road he should be going down.

“Wow.” He honestly had no clue how that whole fireplace thing could work, but weirdly enough, the more impossible stuff he saw, the easier it got to believe the rest.

“If there’s a magical way for me to get back to Norway, then forget what I said about having to stay. We’re escaping together.”
He stared at the blinking cursor, unsure if it was too much.

“So, I’ll see you at the park?”

 

[Laura Zavaglia]

Laura's legs might have been a little bit shaky after that, but she was being so brave about it. She scrounged around in her pocket for her key and looked back down at the phone once again.

>yea im ok i made it out in one piece all good!

She was tempted to send a picture as proof, but that was something she'd been expressly warned against. If she was going to be doing the wrong thing by her mum by running off to meet up with someone who was, for all intents and purposes, a stranger, she wasn't going to stomp all over the rules even more than she already was. She'd never been to Norway - never been any further north than Brisbane, come to think of it - but she made a mental note to ask more about it. If that wasn't prying too much. For now, she left it with something simple.

>see you then : )