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emjay · 06-03-2016, 12:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Nc.Ap.

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. . .

So many chocolate frogs. It was the candy of choice for the Hufflepuff Boys Dorms, though truth be told, it was probably the favorite of most students. But it was the first on the list of many for him to stock up on and he had his basket about half full before he even thought about moving on to something else.

But before he could step away to look elsewhere the nearly 14 year old heard a voice behind him. Hmm? He turned to see a very annoyed-looking smaller girl waiting ever so patiently. "Oh, sorry," he said with a smile before taking a pace to the side to allow her some room to get in there. "Wouldn't want to prevent anyone else from getting their fill of chocolate." Eh, there was still quite a few there, even after he had stashed so many in his basket. And he was sure that the shopkeeper had more in the back. It had to be their most popular seller after all.

06-03-2016, 12:21 AM	#99 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Nc.Ap. 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. . . So many chocolate frogs. It was the candy of choice for the Hufflepuff Boys Dorms, though truth be told, it was probably the favorite of most students. But it was the first on the list of many for him to stock up on and he had his basket about half full before he even thought about moving on to something else. But before he could step away to look elsewhere the nearly 14 year old heard a voice behind him. Hmm? He turned to see a very annoyed-looking smaller girl waiting ever so patiently. "Oh, sorry," he said with a smile before taking a pace to the side to allow her some room to get in there. "Wouldn't want to prevent anyone else from getting their fill of chocolate." Eh, there was still quite a few there, even after he had stashed so many in his basket. And he was sure that the shopkeeper had more in the back. It had to be their most popular seller after all. __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line