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Tazzie · 12-12-2018, 03:30 AM

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Originally Posted by hermygirl

Sam stepped out of the Leaky Cauldron, curly hair slightly disheveled from the floo, and took a familiar breath of the London air. It hadn't been that long since she'd last visited, but as she wandered along the cobbled street in her ripped denim shorts and loose tee, Diagon Alley felt smaller somehow, and even less like the home it had once been. She'd probably be heading to Knockturn Alley before long, to go visit Connor and see if any of her friends were around, but first a spot of lunch was on the agenda.

For Sam, there was only one place to go, especially on a sunny day like today: Florean's. It had been the place of dreams as a kid, and it remained one of her favourite places to go on the street other than Flourish and Blotts. She adjusted the bag on her shoulder, hooked her thumbs through the belt loops of her shorts, and headed that direction with a slight saunter in her step.

Life was good.

Owen did not deserve this. Not at all.

He was a good brother and an ever better pet handler. Or so he thought, before the toad that his younger half-sister, Harri, got from the menagerie merely a few minutes ago managed to wiggle out of his grasp and now hopped away without destination. It didn't help that she named it Hohenheim. He wasn't going to shout, 'Hohenheim!' as he chased a toad. Where even in toblerone's name did she think up that name?

Furthermore, it didn't help that said half-sister was now nowhere in sight, just like the other times they have been to Diagon Alley (merlin, she needed to stop getting sidetracked and start to learn to stick to his side). He wasn't too worried where she'd gone though; after all this wasn't the first time that she just poofed. She had the tendency to that. Owen was confident he would be able to find her soon enough.

What he wasn't too confident about was chasing after this toad. He was a Foreign Relations office, not a toad chaser. And he couldn't really just let the toad go on its own merry way since his sister was already hellbent on bringing it along to Hogwarts.

So, the chase commenced.

Running a hand through his hair, the former Hufflepuff huffed and announced, "Catch that toad!" to nobody in particular, or maybe to the girl with curly hair whom he just bypassed.

12-12-2018, 03:30 AM	#20 (permalink)
Tazzie DERP & DIMC Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: Amestris (GMT+8) Posts: 11,061 Hogwarts RPG Name: Harri Ainsworth Second Year x12	❄Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re❄\| ⚕=equivalent exchange=⚕ \| pinned ya! Quote: Originally Posted by hermygirl Sam stepped out of the Leaky Cauldron, curly hair slightly disheveled from the floo, and took a familiar breath of the London air. It hadn't been that long since she'd last visited, but as she wandered along the cobbled street in her ripped denim shorts and loose tee, Diagon Alley felt smaller somehow, and even less like the home it had once been. She'd probably be heading to Knockturn Alley before long, to go visit Connor and see if any of her friends were around, but first a spot of lunch was on the agenda. For Sam, there was only one place to go, especially on a sunny day like today: Florean's. It had been the place of dreams as a kid, and it remained one of her favourite places to go on the street other than Flourish and Blotts. She adjusted the bag on her shoulder, hooked her thumbs through the belt loops of her shorts, and headed that direction with a slight saunter in her step. Life was good. Owen did not deserve this. Not at all. He was a good brother and an ever better pet handler. Or so he thought, before the toad that his younger half-sister, Harri, got from the menagerie merely a few minutes ago managed to wiggle out of his grasp and now hopped away without destination. It didn't help that she named it Hohenheim. He wasn't going to shout, 'Hohenheim!' as he chased a toad. Where even in toblerone's name did she think up that name? Furthermore, it didn't help that said half-sister was now nowhere in sight, just like the other times they have been to Diagon Alley (merlin, she needed to stop getting sidetracked and start to learn to stick to his side). He wasn't too worried where she'd gone though; after all this wasn't the first time that she just poofed. She had the tendency to that. Owen was confident he would be able to find her soon enough. What he wasn't too confident about was chasing after this toad. He was a Foreign Relations office, not a toad chaser. And he couldn't really just let the toad go on its own merry way since his sister was already hellbent on bringing it along to Hogwarts. So, the chase commenced. Running a hand through his hair, the former Hufflepuff huffed and announced, "Catch that toad!" to nobody in particular, or maybe to the girl with curly hair whom he just bypassed. __________________ ❏❏❏