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Casey or as she sometimes went Viceroy Bubbles Von Salamancer was enjoyable company and a fascinating conversationalist.
Judicious use of esoteric enchantments he'd placed on himself throughout the course of his life combined with years of dealing with non humans in his many political roles allowed him to understand the salamander's speech clear as day.
She had an extraordinary mind and such wonderful tales of her village and journeys following her father and his friends.
From what she told him he gathered her father was the tragically deceased boy in blue who had visited Rose along with the strange horned girl. What was that word that been used to describe them? Ah yes matespirits. It was a curious word, but then they were a curious couple, for that was what the word denoted he was sure.
He did love a good puzzle and their enigmatic divination teacher seemed to love creating intrigue just as much as he loved unravelling it.
His eyes twinkled madly as he thought about the odd games they played, he trying to unravel her mysteries while she tantalized him with the unusual phenomena that surrounded her and vague words that contained hidden meanings for him to find out.
She would make a marvellous politician if she had the inclination, she played the game well.
Sadly she didn't seem interested in the least not that he could blame her, her acceptance of non humans if her deceased friends and from the look of that boggart – lover were anything to go by, would have been a welcome change.
They were rather alike he mused; both of them like speaking cryptically for as the younger generation put it 'for kicks', they also shared a fascination for magic and possessed a great talent for it that went beyond then norm. Both shared a belief in the equality of muggleborns, half breeds and creatures, she also – if her bright orange dress was to be believed shared his liking for fanciful clothes and judging from her truly impressive vocabulary and the strange tombs he sometimes glimpsed her reading a love of books. Perhaps most importantly she seemed to enjoy comfortable socks and unusual candies things his colleagues wouldn't touch.
Bringing his wand to his temple he extracted his memories of her to examine in the pensieve.
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An: Dumbledore will always be one of my favourite characters so I'll be throwing in his perspective every now and again. Which peoples perspectives do you like the most, review with yours.