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*Holmesian Feline* · 08-09-2023, 02:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

The heavy sigh that followed after the soaking was preceded by a quick wave of her wand to produce the Hot Air Charm. It was likely too late by that point but Ruby hoped that she might be able to salvage at least one thing from the list in order to keep that pregnant sister happy. She squinted down at the smudged mess just about detecting an S and U and therefore deciding it was likely Sugar Quills she was after. Her wand gravitated to her clothing which was slightly damp from the Cherub attack but was swiftly rectified with another cast of the spell.

She was seconds from turning on her heels and strolling over to Sugarplums when the fountain chose its next victim. The poor man was splashed directly into the face. She couldn’t help the tiny amused smile that fell onto her lips in relief that it wasn’t just her who had been victimised. “Merlin, it seems as if the fountain is on form today” she mused in his direction. “There’s obviously not been enough coin dropping to keep the Cherubs happy.” If she was honest she had forgotten herself but if she had just been given a minute she would’ve rectified her actions.

At the woman’s words Noah looked over at her, registering someone else had been around, perhaps having just as bad a bit of luck from what she said. “Yeah it seems so,” he agreed with a shake of his head, restashing his handkerchief. “Maybe it hates nice weather.” Like it can’t let the visitors of Diagon Alley enjoy a sunny day without something to try and ruin it. Not enough coins? Well, that sounded a bit like a shakedown done by an inanimate object. Noah briefly wondered if his dad’s department had ever looked into the possibility that someone was running a con with the fountain.

“It’s not like it really gave me much chance…” the personal assistant mused glancing back at it. He had only just stepped near it. How did it know that he hadn’t had the intention of throwing a few coins its way and just hadn’t been fast enough? Great…now he was thinking like the fountain had a brain to process thought. He narrowed his eyes at it debating before reaching a hand into his pocket for a couple of small coins and tossing them in.

There…was it happy?

08-09-2023, 02:09 AM	#45 (permalink)
Holmesian Feline Chimaera Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,235 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Seventh Year x8 x8	Toothless - Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror - DoctorDonna Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot The heavy sigh that followed after the soaking was preceded by a quick wave of her wand to produce the Hot Air Charm. It was likely too late by that point but Ruby hoped that she might be able to salvage at least one thing from the list in order to keep that pregnant sister happy. She squinted down at the smudged mess just about detecting an S and U and therefore deciding it was likely Sugar Quills she was after. Her wand gravitated to her clothing which was slightly damp from the Cherub attack but was swiftly rectified with another cast of the spell. She was seconds from turning on her heels and strolling over to Sugarplums when the fountain chose its next victim. The poor man was splashed directly into the face. She couldn’t help the tiny amused smile that fell onto her lips in relief that it wasn’t just her who had been victimised. “Merlin, it seems as if the fountain is on form today” she mused in his direction. “There’s obviously not been enough coin dropping to keep the Cherubs happy.” If she was honest she had forgotten herself but if she had just been given a minute she would’ve rectified her actions. At the woman’s words Noah looked over at her, registering someone else had been around, perhaps having just as bad a bit of luck from what she said. “Yeah it seems so,” he agreed with a shake of his head, restashing his handkerchief. “Maybe it hates nice weather.” Like it can’t let the visitors of Diagon Alley enjoy a sunny day without something to try and ruin it. Not enough coins? Well, that sounded a bit like a shakedown done by an inanimate object. Noah briefly wondered if his dad’s department had ever looked into the possibility that someone was running a con with the fountain. “It’s not like it really gave me much chance…” the personal assistant mused glancing back at it. He had only just stepped near it. How did it know that he hadn’t had the intention of throwing a few coins its way and just hadn’t been fast enough? Great…now he was thinking like the fountain had a brain to process thought. He narrowed his eyes at it debating before reaching a hand into his pocket for a couple of small coins and tossing them in. There…was it happy? __________________