fish are for the birds

He didn't know he was being watched, much less laughed at. The child had gone unnoticed until he spoke and Magnus had been too busy grumbling to himself to hear him approach. Tossing some more sand around for good measure, he nearly snapped when the child spoke but bit his tongue likely just in time. One look at the kid and he was already betting his life on it being a spawn of Sirius and it almost made him laugh, but he was still too annoyed for that.

They introduced themselves and made a jab at his fishing skills, or rather lack thereof. "Good job, kid, you're right about one thing." He wasn't about to let this kid think he was always terrible at fishing. Absolutely not. He was good at everything... most of the time anyway. "Today's just not my day." He lied with a bit of a laugh to sell it and plopped himself into the sand with a huff and a cloud of sand dust rose, irritating his nostrils and causing a sneeze, plus another groan.

"Speech"