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Elodie gave a small laugh before launching herself at her twin, slouching over him. “Aw Jeanie, you know I’m only playing - I love mon meilleur ami.” She replied attacking him with kisses, pecking him repeatedly on his cheeks and head. “So… everything?” She repeated laughing. The blonde raised a brow, “Really? So, what one of your ideas would your friends like?” She asked smirking. Elodie nodded, erupting in laughter at her brother’s reply. “Oh my gosh, right?! I get that so often. It’s hilarious. I think they actually think that was all that we did in France.”
Jean hadn’t been prepared for the kisses, but in hindsight he probably should have been. “Ugh.” He made a face of disgust -- though, a playful one -- and attempted to push the blonde off of him. All the while, the wizard was laughing. “You’re so gross.” He said in an exaggerated tone when she had finally stopped, before poking his tongue out. “Well, yes.” He laughed. Crossing his arms over his chest, the blond sat up straight. “They would have definitely approved of the idea I had to go around to the muggle side of town and slipping some hair-raising potions into their drinks.” Jean spoke with confidence. “I still think that would have been fun.” He added with a smile. “They think we’re aliens, I think.”










