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kayquilz · 01-05-2018, 07:32 PM

SPOILER!!: Wyatt and Noah

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Wyatt wrinkled his nose when Becca mentioned the goblins, allowing himself a glance at them--but he didn't like them. Even if his Mommy said they were doing their jobs and likely not to eat him or Teddy, this little boy was not having it and not having them.

"That one's looking at us funny." He whispered back, blatantly pointing to one of several goblins back inside the bank. It was likely the goblin was looking at something else in their general direction but at 6 when the world still mostly revolved around you, this was the only logical explanation that Wyatt could come up with. "We should leave before he decides to come after us." Not that he was TOO worried, because his hand had not let go of his mother's which meant nothing bad could happen.

Wyatt looked up to the adults once more at the sound of his name. Only SOMETIMES was it good to have grownups talking about him and while more and more they were having nice things to say about him, the little boy was still very interested to listen just to make sure his ice-cream plans weren't about to be dashed.

FOUR WHOLE SICKLES, that's how much money Noah had to her name, thanks to a bit of quick pickpocketing on the walk over. Mummy never let her have money but that was okay 'cause she was good at getting it for herself.

Korpsit told her one time they were walking by the bank that it had loads of money too. When she'd asked why people went in there, he'd told her it was where they got their money. All she really had to do was go in and ask nicely for a galleon--that was all she needed to get herself that toy from Weasley's and maybe some ice-cream.

Once again, the little girl took to looking behind her every few steps. The moment the goblin was done talking to his customer, he would notice she was missing and after the last run away just weeks ago, she knew another would get her into LOADS of trouble. The 6 year old slowly approached the large building, trying to look as if she belonged. Were it not for her unusually pale complexion for someone of her skin tone, you would never really be able to tell she belonged down in Knockturn Alley. The little girl was well groomed and in the finest of clothing.

Noah stopped at the sight of two children. A little boy who's attention she may not be able to catch with him looking up like that--but so what boys were dumb and she'd rather be friends with the girl. "Psssst." She hissed softly, waving her hands without trying to be too obvious. "Psssssssssssssst. C'mere."

Becca looked round at the goblin he was taking about and looked behind her quickly, because SHE wasn't doing anything to cause that LOOK. "Um....yeah...you ask your mum to go because I don't want to---" Ask. She didn't finish her statement, though, because another voice distracted her. A voice that sounded like it was almost the same pitch as hers....

Um.

Random...girl? Becca's eyes widened curiously. "Come on, Wyatt--" she said quickly before taking off in the girl's direction.

WHY WAS SHE GOING OVER? Well because the girl had TOLD her to, duh. "What? Who are you? Where's your parents?" she was much braver than Wyatt, her best friend. "I'm Becca and my friend is Wyatt--" but he hadn't followed her, and was still back by his mum. She rolled her eyes. "He's a scared-y cat of everything now because someone tried to kill him a month ago." She lowered her voice. "With a portkey." Mhmm. She wasn't even sure what a portkey was, but she had heard her mum talking about it to her dad and to Wyatt's mum.

01-05-2018, 07:32 PM	#20 (permalink)
kayquilz Granian Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Bikini Bottom Posts: 21,185 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roman Gellar Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arden Toros Gryffindor Sixth Year x4 x1	A Poop * k8 * SPOILER!!: Wyatt and Noah Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Wyatt wrinkled his nose when Becca mentioned the goblins, allowing himself a glance at them--but he didn't like them. Even if his Mommy said they were doing their jobs and likely not to eat him or Teddy, this little boy was not having it and not having them. "That one's looking at us funny." He whispered back, blatantly pointing to one of several goblins back inside the bank. It was likely the goblin was looking at something else in their general direction but at 6 when the world still mostly revolved around you, this was the only logical explanation that Wyatt could come up with. "We should leave before he decides to come after us." Not that he was TOO worried, because his hand had not let go of his mother's which meant nothing bad could happen. Wyatt looked up to the adults once more at the sound of his name. Only SOMETIMES was it good to have grownups talking about him and while more and more they were having nice things to say about him, the little boy was still very interested to listen just to make sure his ice-cream plans weren't about to be dashed. FOUR WHOLE SICKLES, that's how much money Noah had to her name, thanks to a bit of quick pickpocketing on the walk over. Mummy never let her have money but that was okay 'cause she was good at getting it for herself. Korpsit told her one time they were walking by the bank that it had loads of money too. When she'd asked why people went in there, he'd told her it was where they got their money. All she really had to do was go in and ask nicely for a galleon--that was all she needed to get herself that toy from Weasley's and maybe some ice-cream. Once again, the little girl took to looking behind her every few steps. The moment the goblin was done talking to his customer, he would notice she was missing and after the last run away just weeks ago, she knew another would get her into LOADS of trouble. The 6 year old slowly approached the large building, trying to look as if she belonged. Were it not for her unusually pale complexion for someone of her skin tone, you would never really be able to tell she belonged down in Knockturn Alley. The little girl was well groomed and in the finest of clothing. Noah stopped at the sight of two children. A little boy who's attention she may not be able to catch with him looking up like that--but so what boys were dumb and she'd rather be friends with the girl. "Psssst." She hissed softly, waving her hands without trying to be too obvious. "Psssssssssssssst. C'mere." Becca looked round at the goblin he was taking about and looked behind her quickly, because SHE wasn't doing anything to cause that LOOK. "Um....yeah...you ask your mum to go because I don't want to---" Ask. She didn't finish her statement, though, because another voice distracted her. A voice that sounded like it was almost the same pitch as hers.... Um. Random...girl? Becca's eyes widened curiously. "Come on, Wyatt--" she said quickly before taking off in the girl's direction. WHY WAS SHE GOING OVER? Well because the girl had TOLD her to, duh. "What? Who are you? Where's your parents?" she was much braver than Wyatt, her best friend. "I'm Becca and my friend is Wyatt--" but he hadn't followed her, and was still back by his mum. She rolled her eyes. "He's a scared-y cat of everything now because someone tried to kill him a month ago." She lowered her voice. *"With a portkey."* Mhmm. She wasn't even sure what a portkey was, but she had heard her mum talking about it to her dad and to Wyatt's mum. __________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin