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Hiraeth · 06-01-2016, 03:37 PM

SPOILER!!: Hawt Puffer

Leggings had been a mistake, not a little one, like a HUGE one. Mason felt like she was walking on icicles, which was VERY unfortunate since her destination was Honeydukes, and news-flash, the building was hella far from the school. Not only did she have Hobbit-legs, but now she had frozen Hobbit-legs. -_______- Siggghhhhhh.

So naturally, like the normal-human she was, when she say the beautiful-building she went into a limpy-frozen-sprint until she reached the doors. Her frozen hands shoved against said door, pushing it open as fast as she could. Mason was just gonna stand here while she thawed out. Why the cold so awful? Some people barely noticed it, but Mason? Nnnnooooo, she just HAD to have the worst endurance for it. And her Heating-Charm had yet to do anything other than make the air spell like burning-hair, so magic wasn't that helpful right now. What was the point of being a witch if you couldn't defend yourself against the COLD?!

Shaking her head, Mason grabbed one of the little basket near the door, her frozen fingers wrapping stiffly around the handle. The only thing that could make her little adventure through Ice Queen's Narnia worth it, would be the ultimate gift of her favourite sweets: Peppermint Chocolate Frogs.

AS if her feet knew exactly where they were going (since they did, cause duh, she was always her) Mason came up to the aisle in no time- only to find someone there already. Wait, was he like taking enough for an army??? NO. She wasn't gonna let the sacrifice of her getting frostbite be for nothing. This was UNACCEPTABLE.

#sassfaceandmegacrossedarms and queue the throat-cleaning, "Um, excuse me, I think that you're blocking my access to the frogs." Moi needs her candy, boi. Not being rude or anything, Mason was never rude. . .

06-01-2016, 03:37 PM	#95 (permalink)
Hiraeth DERP & DMT Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Dec 2015 Posts: 9,633	Emmmmmm <3 Sassenach l theJoff l RoughDough l Aslan l Snidget l My Lord Kate l Dark-Side l BEETSSS l smol George SPOILER!!: Hawt Puffer It was Hogsmeade weekend and Henry had money to spend, so naturally he went to Honeydukes first. What kid his age didn't love candy? And he promised to get Benton some too, plus stock up on the dorm supply. He was a little bummed that his best friend couldn't come too, but e supposed that was what happened when your uncle was one of the teachers and didn't think you were old enough to go. It was cool though. Henry was planning on meeting up with some of his friends and he was curious to see who might already be in the candy store. No one he knew all that well, he realized as he looked around. Though there was Muggle Studies professor. Huh. Who'd have guessed that teachers liked candy too. Anyway... The thirteen year old grabbed a basket by the door and headed straight for the chocolate frogs. He'd stock up on those first before moving on. He was also in the mood to try something new. Leggings had been a mistake, not a little one, like a HUGE one. Mason felt like she was walking on icicles, which was VERY unfortunate since her destination was Honeydukes, and news-flash, the building was hella far from the school. Not only did she have Hobbit-legs, but now she had frozen Hobbit-legs. -_______- Siggghhhhhh. So naturally, like the normal-human she was, when she say the beautiful-building she went into a limpy-frozen-sprint until she reached the doors. Her frozen hands shoved against said door, pushing it open as fast as she could. Mason was just gonna stand here while she thawed out. Why the cold so awful? Some people barely noticed it, but Mason? Nnnnooooo, she just HAD to have the worst endurance for it. And her Heating-Charm had yet to do anything other than make the air spell like burning-hair, so magic wasn't that helpful right now. What was the point of being a witch if you couldn't defend yourself against the COLD?! Shaking her head, Mason grabbed one of the little basket near the door, her frozen fingers wrapping stiffly around the handle. The only thing that could make her little adventure through Ice Queen's Narnia worth it, would be the ultimate gift of her favourite sweets: Peppermint Chocolate Frogs. AS if her feet knew exactly where they were going (since they did, cause duh, she was always her) Mason came up to the aisle in no time- only to find someone there already. Wait, was he like taking enough for an army??? NO. She wasn't gonna let the sacrifice of her getting frostbite be for nothing. This was UNACCEPTABLE. #sassfaceandmegacrossedarms and queue the throat-cleaning, "Um, excuse me, I think that you're blocking my access to the frogs." Moi needs her candy, boi. Not being rude or anything, Mason was never rude. . . __________________