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SilverTiger · 02-20-2016, 03:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Ameh

Jay was sorta excited about Hogsmeade. He had soooooo much stuff to do and get. He had wrapped himself up in his big warm coat, pulled on his hat and his scarf, and made his way down to the village; in his pocket, squirming a bit but seeming fairly content, was Sniffler. He patted the little lump gently and hopped along.

First stop would be Scrivenshaft's, because he was out of quills. He'd broken the last one while taking notes about his little plants... now he had nothing to take notes with except a single, very dull pencil. Which he was normally okay with, but he was at magic school now. He wanted to take notes with more appropriate things.

"You can come out now, it's warm," he murmured as he stepped inside and pulled his scarf down. He flicked the button on the pocket open and scooped up the prickly little creature; Sniffler uncurled in his palm and sniffed as he looked around inquisitively. "I gotta get some quills and some ink and then we'll go find treats!"

He looked around the quill displays.

She’d never thought that there would have been that much decision involved when it came to inks. It had made Elle stand there by the shelves for a few seconds longer than she’d expected before she decided on black ink for lesson notes and other school stuff, and then a pale green for personal use. She figured it would work okay for her letters and stuff. As long as she used dark enough parchment, she didn’t think it would cause a problem. She’d just have to keep it away from Marvin and any other curious pets that roamed the common room. Only her hedgehog would see the inside of her backpack though.

Inks in hand, she’d turned as she heard a murmur coming from behind her. Cats didn’t talk, unless the ones she saw in the shop were kneazles. Even then, she didn’t think kneazles talked. As she saw the boy, she got curious, wandering nearer until she saw the creature in his hands. At that point, her blue eyes widened. “You have a hedgehog too?,” she asked, focus more on the hedgehog in his hands rather than the boy carrying him.

She hadn’t thought there were others here who had hedgehogs.

02-20-2016, 03:00 AM	#12 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,214 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote: Originally Posted by Ameh Jay was sorta excited about Hogsmeade. He had soooooo much stuff to do and get. He had wrapped himself up in his big warm coat, pulled on his hat and his scarf, and made his way down to the village; in his pocket, squirming a bit but seeming fairly content, was Sniffler. He patted the little lump gently and hopped along. First stop would be Scrivenshaft's, because he was out of quills. He'd broken the last one while taking notes about his little plants... now he had nothing to take notes with except a single, very dull pencil. Which he was normally okay with, but he was at magic school now. He wanted to take notes with more appropriate things. "You can come out now, it's warm," he murmured as he stepped inside and pulled his scarf down. He flicked the button on the pocket open and scooped up the prickly little creature; Sniffler uncurled in his palm and sniffed as he looked around inquisitively. "I gotta get some quills and some ink and then we'll go find treats!" He looked around the quill displays. She’d never thought that there would have been that much decision involved when it came to inks. It had made Elle stand there by the shelves for a few seconds longer than she’d expected before she decided on black ink for lesson notes and other school stuff, and then a pale green for personal use. She figured it would work okay for her letters and stuff. As long as she used dark enough parchment, she didn’t think it would cause a problem. She’d just have to keep it away from Marvin and any other curious pets that roamed the common room. Only her hedgehog would see the inside of her backpack though. Inks in hand, she’d turned as she heard a murmur coming from behind her. Cats didn’t talk, unless the ones she saw in the shop were kneazles. Even then, she didn’t think kneazles talked. As she saw the boy, she got curious, wandering nearer until she saw the creature in his hands. At that point, her blue eyes widened. “You have a hedgehog too?,” she asked, focus more on the hedgehog in his hands rather than the boy carrying him. She hadn’t thought there were others here who had hedgehogs. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥