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DaniDiNardo "Don't worry, I have the perfect plan." Blaise said, willingly playing into his cousin's dramatics. "We'll sell hot dogs down in Diagon Alley. People shop there all day and they get hungry--but not everyone will have enough to buy a proper meal at the Leaky Cauldron or maybe we'll just be close and they're starving but ANYWAY we'll make it out okay and we'll only work when we want. Won't it be great?!" GRIN.
Grand Auntie Sophia would likely kill them before they even purchased the cart to set up business but it was safe to dream while they were up in their dorm far away from her.
Blaise watched his cousin expectantly. Any minute now he would give some half-baked, grandma's boy excuse why they couldn't do it--and he would be right, they really couldn't but his reasoning would be so wrong.
"Besides, Professor Airey's caught me skipping a couple times and I'm still here. You worry too much for a Gryffindor. Don't make me walk you down to Hufflepuff." It was a far walk, okay?
"Or I could just go work for my mum at the hotel and do nothing while making money or work at my dad's pub OR take pictures for a living. There is no way I'd sell hotdogs in Diagon Alley for a living. No way!" He side eyed Blaise and bit into his sandwich.
He never ever thought out his plans did he? All day with dirty drunks and less than savoury people, doing something he was sure both he and Blaise would hate. He wasn't going to be a drop out, mostly because he didn't want to break his mother's heart. She had a fragile HufflePuff heart. He was sure that she wouldn't be able to handle it.
"I think he has just given up on you that's all. Most sensible people will do that but as family I'm obligated to suffer along." He got a dirty eye for the hufflepuff comment.
Bentley looked around to be positively sure that they were the only ones present in the dorm.
"So did I tell you that Chloe and I have been practicing?" He waggled his brow at Blaise, and even though you couldn't really tell he felt his ears warm.