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Fern Quimbley
Third Year | 
SPOILER!!: Tallulah, Olivia, and Toby! Quote:
Originally Posted by Nixy!  But... But... Tattoos! There were so many pictures in the window, so many beautiful examples! It's not like she was old enough to get one... but still... she was nearly 15! That meant there was only 2 years til she was allowed to go get tattooed. Tallulah pulled her eyes away from the display on the Tattoo parlour window long enough to spot where in the Festival her cousin had run off to.
The Petting Zoo.
Of course.
The kid who lives on a HORSE FARM would get excited about the petting zoo.
"FERN DON'T MAKE ME RUN, DAMMIT!" Tallulah eyed a couple of the nifflers as she went past them, suppressing a grin. Nifflers were kind of cute.
She walked at a leisurely pace, squeezing past smaller kids and over-enthusiastic adults as she spotted her cousin. 'You're so pretty,' "Of course I am, Ferny." Heh.
Tallulah watched the horse - Abraxan - ('terminology is important, Tallulah.') Fern was complimenting. It was an exceptionally pretty Abraxan. Tallulah was mildly envious of its coat. Her hair wasn't nearly that stunning. She blew a piece of hair out of her face, as if insulting it for not being golden.
"Don't you guys have these at home?" She enquired, meaning 'Can we go and do something actually interesting, please?' Quote:
Originally Posted by Boy Wonder
Zoos: yes or no?
The animals are great! But not when they're... (What did that lady say?) Um... "Trapped by the confines of... inhuman decency?" Oh! "Human indecency."
I hate indecency.
Olivia Anderson, in a TERRIBLE sun-dress, moped through the zoo-
"AWWWW!"
... No one heard that.
Olivia Anderson moped through the petting zoo just in sight of her father. I wish his eyes would stop following me... She passed a MISERABLE looking donkey (at least she thought it was miserable looking, perhaps all donkeys look content while chewing), and a couple of magical animals she had no clue of the names of, when she finally came across a horse-thing.
A MISERABLE looking horse-thing, which is absolutely beautiful and needs to be set free!!!
...right?
Olivia didn't figure that the animals were treated like royalty (cause, you know, MAGIC), but instead decided to start a campaign against this tyranny.
Marching up to the first person she saw, a future ally in her cause, Olivia answered the question:
"IT'S NAME IS INHUMAN DECENCY!" Olivia exclaimed to the person with her arm through the bars, "Do you want to help me set it free???"
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Originally Posted by Felixir
Festival?
Sounded pretty cool.
Fun and games?
Yeah, sure.
Petting zoo?
WOAH YES SIGN ME UP PLEASE. Tobias had come to the festival to check out all the regular shenanigans and tomfoolery, but had been caught up with all kinds of excitement when he heard about the petting zoo. It had been FOREVER since he'd been close to an animal, unless you counted walking past the Menagerie and staring longingly inside. Last time he'd seen an animal was Care of Magical Creatures when the ITTY BITTY BABY COW had been born. Truebie or something.
The Hufflepuff may be nearly thirteen, but he was still a total kid, and ANIMALS brought out his oh-please-oh-please-let-me-hug-it side. Toby strolled to the petting zoo, absently wondering why he'd even bothered bringing a skateboard with him if he could only ride it between the train stations. Diagon Alley was too cobbled so now he had to deal with it strapped to his bag, which was now ALSO weighed down with new books.
HE was wanting to go see the nifflers, but HELLO WINGED HORSES. That was something he'd never seen before. Tobias approached them in wonder, and soon became aware that he was heading towards a group of girls at the same time.
Then ONE of the girls shouted something about inhuman decency, and Tobias couldn't help himself. He giggled.
Realising what he'd done, Tobias clamped his lips shut and turned his gaze onto the horses, suddenly uncharacteristically shy. He was worried that they would think he was doing MEAN laughing, when he so totally WASN'T. He was nice.
And he also wanted moar friends, so he took a teeny step closer, all casual like.
Fern turned around at the sound of Tallulah's voice and stuck out her tongue. Then she returned her attention to the winged horse and stood on tiptoes to scratch its neck. When her cousin asked a question, the 11-year-old rolled her eyes dramatically. "That's stupid," she answered softly, "Abraxans are way too big to race. Unless, well, maybe if you're a half giant or someone cast an Engorgio charm on you or something. But I don't know what race you'd enter, and anyway, you know we only raise-"
Fern was cut off by someone yelling, and she immediately pulled her hand out and turned around. Her immediate inclination was to warn about the dangers of being loud around unfamiliar horses, but then the person's actual words sunk in.
Fern stared at the girl. Then she whipped her head to the side and was about to glower at the giggling boy who had suddenly appeared, but he looked sorry already, so she returned her attention back to the girl. "Free them?" she hissed, hands balled into fists, "And then what? Can't you tell these horses are already well taken care of? Look at how nicely groomed they are. Their coats are shining, and their manes and tails are untangled and clean. Their eyes are clear, and I bet if we checked their hooves, they would be good too. And you want to take them where? Out in front of the muggles? Winged horses? And Abraxans? Even ignoring the wings, regular horses aren't this big. Clydsedales are big, and even they aren't this huge. And horses don't just go walking through London everyday, you know. So what are you going to do, if you can even get them out of fair, cast a Disillusionment Charm?"
And no, Fern wasn't going to let the girl know how super cute her dress was, because she was ANGRY.
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