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Charely Potter · 10-20-2024, 02:25 AM

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Originally Posted by NiallNIP

Today hadn't been the best day, but Quinn couldn't be at the house right now. He felt too restless, and though he was happy to be home, the circumstances for his return and the time he's been away had him feeling a little out of place. On top of already feeling off today, his mother hadn't been in the best mood when they visited, and as angry as she had made Quinn he also knew it wasn't entirely her fault. He just needed space to think and decompress, and Diagon Alley was a special place for him.

After tossing a couple knuts into the fountain, Quinn sat on the edge and closed his eyes, just listening to the water flowing. He was wearing a white button down, high waisted pants and Chelsea boots. His long blonde hair was up in a tight bun. He reached into his knit bag and pulled out a half finished hat that he was making for his mother. It was grey, because she didn't like to wear anything especially vibrant, and Quinn knew she wouldn't accept anything if it wasn't something she would wear. He pulled out his knitting needles and his glasses, circle lenses with silver wire frames, and got to work on finishing it. Knitting helped him take his mind off of things.

Freddie was in a good mood as usual. Today he had bought a good amount of pastries and was on his way to surprise a certain somebody. But first, he wanted to rest. The curls were bouncing with each step, and he was beginning to grow out some stubble that he was getting used to. Choosing the spot nearby he opened the bag to take one delicious jelly-filled one to bite into.

Freddie's curious eyes naturally took in the sight in front of him when he noticed somebody with long hair. It was nice looking hair, he had to admit, but there was an aura around them he couldn't explain. He got closer, but not too close enough to strike fear. What surprised him wasn't their appearance per say, but what they were doing at the fountain. "Hello," Freddie said smiling. "What are you knitting?" He smiled.

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Charely Potter St. Mungo's Mod WWW Mod Doxy Join Date: May 2003 Location: Blue (EST) Posts: 6,316 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ean Zoilo Feirgrund Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Jansher Leon Grunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diego Mason Melo-Dreamer Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dionysus Scorpius Laramore Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Paul Lee Gene Rocker Hufflepuff Third Year Ministry Department Head: Firash Zarko Grunt Games & Sports Ministry Department Head: Isaek Fyodore Edelbach International Cooperation x8 x7	• HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry • Quote: Originally Posted by NiallNIP Today hadn't been the best day, but Quinn couldn't be at the house right now. He felt too restless, and though he was happy to be home, the circumstances for his return and the time he's been away had him feeling a little out of place. On top of already feeling off today, his mother hadn't been in the best mood when they visited, and as angry as she had made Quinn he also knew it wasn't entirely her fault. He just needed space to think and decompress, and Diagon Alley was a special place for him. After tossing a couple knuts into the fountain, Quinn sat on the edge and closed his eyes, just listening to the water flowing. He was wearing a white button down, high waisted pants and Chelsea boots. His long blonde hair was up in a tight bun. He reached into his knit bag and pulled out a half finished hat that he was making for his mother. It was grey, because she didn't like to wear anything especially vibrant, and Quinn knew she wouldn't accept anything if it wasn't something she would wear. He pulled out his knitting needles and his glasses, circle lenses with silver wire frames, and got to work on finishing it. Knitting helped him take his mind off of things. Freddie was in a good mood as usual. Today he had bought a good amount of pastries and was on his way to surprise a certain somebody. But first, he wanted to rest. The curls were bouncing with each step, and he was beginning to grow out some stubble that he was getting used to. Choosing the spot nearby he opened the bag to take one delicious jelly-filled one to bite into. Freddie's curious eyes naturally took in the sight in front of him when he noticed somebody with long hair. It was nice looking hair, he had to admit, but there was an aura around them he couldn't explain. He got closer, but not too close enough to strike fear. What surprised him wasn't their appearance per say, but what they were doing at the fountain. "Hello," Freddie said smiling. "What are you knitting?" He smiled. __________________