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aRogueOne · 04-19-2020, 02:06 AM

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Originally Posted by MuggleDinosaur

Why was he here? He wasn't playing Quidditch? Just with his uncles but that's for when he's back home in America.

His mom gave him enough money to buy whatever he wants BUT he had to make it last for the rest of summer. THAT WAS JUST RUDE! Maybe his mom had a point or was teaching him some kind of dumb lesson but he wasn't sure what kind of lesson it was. COME ON! He's twelve, he was given money and now he just wants to spend it like it's going out of style.

Mason walked into the shop and began to look around. It was his goal to me the best and most famous Quidditch star that ever was and ever will be. Maybe buying something wouldn't hurt? Hmmm....

Jude playing Quidditch? Yup. That was a thing. Or at least, it might be this year if he could really be bothered to put the effort in. Something that he hadn’t exactly decided yet but maybe coming to the quidditch store would help somehow. Then again, he was joining a new school with new people. Maybe Hogwarts would actually appreciate his fine flying skills and deft touch on a broom because clearly those in charge at Ilvermorny couldn’t grasp how good he was. Didn’t matter anyway. He was always too busy exploring to really train.

Walking in, even he couldn’t help but be drawn towards the brooms that were scattered around the shop. Sure, there was nothing wrong with his that he’d brought back home from America but there really was something about having a new one.

It seemed however that there was someone else in there who had the same idea too. A kid with an expression that resembled that of a goblin who had just come into some long-lost treasure. Without thinking, he quietly slunk over to the aisle behind the boy and bent down, doing his best not to burst out laughing “You should buy a new broom young one. Do it. It is your destiny!” he whispered, doing his best impression of someone ethereal and ghost like over to the blonde-haired child.

04-19-2020, 02:06 AM	#73 (permalink)
aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,569 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Fourth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by MuggleDinosaur Why was he here? He wasn't playing Quidditch? Just with his uncles but that's for when he's back home in America. His mom gave him enough money to buy whatever he wants BUT he had to make it last for the rest of summer. THAT WAS JUST RUDE! Maybe his mom had a point or was teaching him some kind of dumb lesson but he wasn't sure what kind of lesson it was. COME ON! He's twelve, he was given money and now he just wants to spend it like it's going out of style. Mason walked into the shop and began to look around. It was his goal to me the best and most famous Quidditch star that ever was and ever will be. Maybe buying something wouldn't hurt? Hmmm.... Jude playing Quidditch? Yup. That was a thing. Or at least, it might be this year if he could really be bothered to put the effort in. Something that he hadn’t exactly decided yet but maybe coming to the quidditch store would help somehow. Then again, he was joining a new school with new people. Maybe Hogwarts would actually appreciate his fine flying skills and deft touch on a broom because clearly those in charge at Ilvermorny couldn’t grasp how good he was. Didn’t matter anyway. He was always too busy exploring to really train. Walking in, even he couldn’t help but be drawn towards the brooms that were scattered around the shop. Sure, there was nothing wrong with his that he’d brought back home from America but there really was something about having a new one. It seemed however that there was someone else in there who had the same idea too. A kid with an expression that resembled that of a goblin who had just come into some long-lost treasure. Without thinking, he quietly slunk over to the aisle behind the boy and bent down, doing his best not to burst out laughing “You should buy a new broom young one. Do it. It is your destiny!” he whispered, doing his best impression of someone ethereal and ghost like over to the blonde-haired child.