SPOILER!!: Cousin Cutty
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SlytherinSistah When he heard the familiar accent Simon had Cutty's attention. "Hi, Simon.", he responded mellowly. "Yeah, I've had it for a while. It's pretty profitable. And it helps me save." Nevermind what he was saving for. It wasn't sad, at least not to Cutty, but it was definitely something he preferred not to discuss. "What's your favourite sweet, Simon?"
There was the little guy who helped build the fire pit. What was his name again? Scabz? Scaaabs. Nevermind, the boy had just uttered music to Cutty's ears. He liked sweets. "Do yer? What kind is your favourite?" He asked the lil Claw boy, getting right into it.
"'Ey, Ethan Mordaunt. Want to buy some sweets?", The Mordaunt cousin apparently wasted no time.
Ethan shrugged. Hey, maybe something sweet will make him feel better, yeah? The third year eyed the muggle candy Maltesers, but then he also saw the other…foreign ones. The pyramid reminded him of the candy Mordred gave him when he was still wee. Merlin, that did frighten him, but it was really delicious.
“Pyramid? I s’pose that’s from Egypt?” he asked as he pointed at it.
“How much for the Maltesers?” Really…he missed that packet of awesomeness. When was the last time he had one anyway?
No, no. He doesn’t want to be reminded.
But yes, moving on. Introduce us to your goods, Cousin Cutty.