She had a smile on her face even though her eyes were unseeing. She was gazing off somewhere over his shoulder as he passed back and forth, freting and pouring of the two books in his hands, trying to study both at once.
"Don't fret about it so much...it'll wear off in a while." she grinned, not seeming to mind in the least that she was blind. Once again Tararyn had tried one of Fred's newest trick lollies, and once again she'd had a reaction to one. At least this time she could still breath though, and she was actually enjoying the experience of being blind for some weird reason.
"I was born deaf, you know." she informed him casually as he continued to pace, feeling terrible for being the cause of such a thing. "I was deaf until I was at least four or something...it took the doctors that long to realise I had liquid all through my ear cannels and drums and all that kinda stuff"
"You're fine now though." Fred looked at her now, finally paying attention to her once agian and dropping the books to his side. "You're not...aided by magic or lip reading are you"
"Nope. I can hear perfectly well. Well, no, that's a lie. My left ear is slightly damaged from standing next to the speakers one too many times when I was playing bass guitar but that's not the same. Yes, I can hear perfectly well enough though I was deaf once...and so it doesn't matter that I was, right? Just the same as it doesn't matter I'm blind now. This won't be pernament, and hell, even if it is at least I wasn't born this way. I know what everything looks like, that's a lot more than what most blind people can say"
"Most of the other side effects lasted a few hours...I think a week at the very most for some boils George and I had"
Tararyn giggled. "Do I want to know"
"Not particually." Fred grinned at her charmingly although she couldn't see it, and sat on the arm of her chair, smiling as she fumbled her hand over his legs, looking for his hand. "I'll just say that the Quidditch game at week was very uncomfortable"
Giggling again, Tara leaned against him, closing her useless eyes. "You realise you're going to have to be my eyes for me though, right? I do love my reading...I could get quite grumpy if I don't get to see what happens next in my lovely murder mystery"
"Well, I guess I could help you out there. You'll have to hold me if it gets too scary though." Fred teased, feeling slightly strange as he thanked this oppotunity for happening. It really did feel wrong though, to be happy he had turned someone blind. Now he was even raking in the benefits as well. He smiled wryly to himself. Only he got capture someone who was happy to be turned blind by him.
"Don't fret about it so much...it'll wear off in a while." she grinned, not seeming to mind in the least that she was blind. Once again Tararyn had tried one of Fred's newest trick lollies, and once again she'd had a reaction to one. At least this time she could still breath though, and she was actually enjoying the experience of being blind for some weird reason.
"I was born deaf, you know." she informed him casually as he continued to pace, feeling terrible for being the cause of such a thing. "I was deaf until I was at least four or something...it took the doctors that long to realise I had liquid all through my ear cannels and drums and all that kinda stuff"
"You're fine now though." Fred looked at her now, finally paying attention to her once agian and dropping the books to his side. "You're not...aided by magic or lip reading are you"
"Nope. I can hear perfectly well. Well, no, that's a lie. My left ear is slightly damaged from standing next to the speakers one too many times when I was playing bass guitar but that's not the same. Yes, I can hear perfectly well enough though I was deaf once...and so it doesn't matter that I was, right? Just the same as it doesn't matter I'm blind now. This won't be pernament, and hell, even if it is at least I wasn't born this way. I know what everything looks like, that's a lot more than what most blind people can say"
"Most of the other side effects lasted a few hours...I think a week at the very most for some boils George and I had"
Tararyn giggled. "Do I want to know"
"Not particually." Fred grinned at her charmingly although she couldn't see it, and sat on the arm of her chair, smiling as she fumbled her hand over his legs, looking for his hand. "I'll just say that the Quidditch game at week was very uncomfortable"
Giggling again, Tara leaned against him, closing her useless eyes. "You realise you're going to have to be my eyes for me though, right? I do love my reading...I could get quite grumpy if I don't get to see what happens next in my lovely murder mystery"
"Well, I guess I could help you out there. You'll have to hold me if it gets too scary though." Fred teased, feeling slightly strange as he thanked this oppotunity for happening. It really did feel wrong though, to be happy he had turned someone blind. Now he was even raking in the benefits as well. He smiled wryly to himself. Only he got capture someone who was happy to be turned blind by him.