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600 Years of Diagon Alley CelebrationJoin us this summer in celebrating 600 years of Diagon Alley with a special festival hosted by the Alley's shopkeepers.
As you make your way down the street, you may find your eyes drawn to a brightly painted booth near the end. If you're feeling artistic, you've come to the right place! This booth offers custom commemorative items that you can decorate yourself for a small fee of 1 galleon and 10 sickles. How do you do it? It's simple!
First, choose your t-shirt, pointy hat, or tote bag from the wide array of colors provided by Madam Malkin's. Then have a seat at one of the tables at the end of the booth. There you'll find all the supplies you need to create your masterpiece. Various brushes and fabric-safe inks, all provided by Scribbulus Writing Implements, sit in the middle of each table. There are inks in every color imaginable, as well as some magical glow-in-the-dark, color-changing, and flashing inks. There's even a special moving ink to bring your designs to life! Feeling uninspired? There are a variety of stamps and stencil designs to help get your creative juices flowing.
Designing not your thing? Not to worry! This booth also offers face-painting courtesy of Paradise Piercings and Tattoos. Whether you fancy something small and simple or an elaborate full-face design, there's something for you.
Just step up to the counter and tell one of the shopkeepers what you'd like. The only limit is your imagination!
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Okay when Lia squealed her name, Lisa couldn't help but squeal back in excitement. Well maybe not squeal - it came out as a squeak before the squeal. "LIAAAAAA! HAI!" she cried with a very aggressive wave before she received a hug. She gave her friend a hug back with a little squeeze for good measure. Lia was fun and pretty and kind. Merlin. Most of the girls in her dormitory were super pretty and super smart and super kiiiind. All #goals and #rolemodels that she desperately wanted to be like. And she gave her a compliment on her outfit and hair. "Thanks!!" she beamed and opened her mouth to say something back but closed it. OH MAN! this was the moment. Lia had just complimented her so she had to say something nice about her appearance too because that's what ALL the older girls did! Lisa Nam based this off of what she had heard from some older girls at camp. The older girls spent most of their time talking about clothes and hair so she tried her best to make an observation of Lia's outfit because that's what all the cool older girls had done at theatre camp. She would have rather asked Lia about her pet or hide and seek.
Taking a step back from Lia, Lisa immediately noticed the hoody. "Is that your special friend's?" she asked before biting her lip because she had tried to focus to compliment Lia on something like her hair, shirt, or skirt but instead she asked about the hoodie. If Lisa had seen Lia's rainbow unicorn on her shirt, she would have gushed (impersonating one of the older girl's from camp and been like "OH MY GOD YOUR SHIRT IS SO FETCH!"). "Is your hoodie soft?" she asked, trying to make a recovery but honestly genuinely interested in touching said hoodie.
She turned to gaze at the activity before them and hummed. "Face painting first and then designing something. What are you going to get painted on your face?" she asked, tilting her head to the side as she watched other kids go in front of them.
Lisa's squeak turned squeal, insane waving turned hug was EXACTLY the type of greeting that Lia LOVED!!! It was so easy to be nothing but happy around Lisa. They got along splendidly since the very first time they had met in the music shop last summer. Lia let her friend go, taking a step back to give them both a little space. "You're welcome!"
Being asked about the hoodie she was wearing caught Lia by surprise. Her cheeks flushing a slight pink as she nodded her head a little in reply. "If by special friend you mead, Tadhg, then yeah it is." It might come as a surprise to some but she had a habit of 'borrowing' his shirts sometimes. She always gave them back but it was something she had been doing for year now. The second question made her giggle. "Uh-huh. Very."
Okay, face painting first. Lia liked that idea. "Hmm, something pretty? Or maybe a creature? Lots of glitter?" In other words, she had no clue.
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Victorias smile was large as she came up in an extremely flamboyant coral color, her long brown hair flowing down her back. Celebrations were her specialty, even if the warmer weather made her want to be inside rather than outside. bygones really...
Coming into the booth further after seeing all the little faces she was bouncing between conversation after conversation to figure out who may need help. These kid-os looked as if they had their choices made and didn't need much help. Glancing around she heard Kelton mention asking for help if they needed it. Nodding along she decided to add on, "nice choices so far, if you need any suggestions just ask." She just loved these sorts of things.
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Ivy was so excited to meet up with Misa today. She loved the summer holidays and all the freedom and possibilities that came with it, but she also missed getting to see her friends so easily every day at Hogwarts.
But there were tons of ways to still communicate and make plans, and this Diagon Alley event was a fun place to meet up. So many activities! She wanted to check them all out, beginning with the design booth here with Misa.
Speaking of whom...there she was!
"Misa!" Ivy beamed and threw her arms around her friend.
Misa happily hugged Ivy and extended the greeting with kisses on cheeks. She then linked arms with the other girl and headed toward a few spot at the booth.
"Shirts, right?" she said excitedly. "Matching ones?" Because yes. "Tell me about your summer." Because that was also important.
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Ash grinned. "Flowers? Ooooooh. You can have purple AND pink flowers!" Dustin nodded and grinned as well. Of COURSE he did. He was having wayyy too much fun with this. He wasn't supposed to have more fun than her... well, that's what she got for going to the facepaint station. "I could use some help. I can't decide on a color for the butterflies... purple maybe? Or pink? Rainbow? Does it need sparkles? Maybe just a plain gray to match my dress? I think that could be actually really cool and understated."
Dustin considered. "Gray would look really good. Or you could always get matching blue like me. Henry, there's no reson why you can't get BOTH colors, is there?" He smiled.
Nooooo, she couldn't MATCH. It wouldn't be as cool!!! She did like the gray idea though... "Oh, Father isn't here. I think Dustin is actually pretending to be my dad right now... you can stop looking so pleased with yourself." She poked Dustin.
Dustin was actually very proud of himself. Yes, he was pretending to be Ashley's dad. And this kid had fallen for it. HA. He was the best semi-'undercover' bodyguard ever. "No problem, Henry. That's what you're supposed to think." Ow! He poked Ashley back. His job description said that he had to be a bodyguard and a parental figure. And as a parental figure, it was his job to keep Ashley Fox from doing dumb things. Like poking him!
Ow! Okay, okay, that was fair. "I THINK the butterflies like me..." She worriedly looked at Dustin for confirmation. He rolled his eyes and nodded. "...and I like being the queen of butterflies. Maybe you can be the king of colorful flowers that butterflies like! That means we can be allies!" Because obviously they weren't supposed to be enemies. They both liked facepaint. And they were both awesome. See? It was meant to be.
Purple AND pink! Henry was totally not opposed to that. His only worry was that he might use too much of those colours and leave very little for the other people who want to be in this station. But then he figured...he paid for entry here, so he was going to make use of the resources here as much as possible. "Okay, I think I'll do that! Maybe blend the colours together too, that would look really nice!" He said, talking mostly to himself at the end and also nodding. Yes! It was been decided on. Flower power Henry Hembree for the day!
When his opinion now was asked, Henry's eyes pretty much lit up. He liked being able to give any and artsy help, and that included giving an opinion. Nothing better than artists helping fellow artists out! "Mmmm..." Henry looked at Ash's dress first, weighing the options, and then smiled brightly. "Grey's a neutral colour, so any of them would work! Really! It would depend if you wanna stick to your colour scheme, or make the butterflies stand out." He would personally recommend bright colours to liven up the greyness of her dress, but he was leaving the decision to her here since it was her face.
Also, Ash and her bodyguard were a funny duo. How amusing! Henry just watched them with a big dumb grin. He was easily entertained, as always.
Henry was anything but stoked to have such a title. He let out a pleased chuckle and then nodded. "That's absolutely fine! I love flowers. Flower crowns are really pretty too," he declared. "I accept the title!" And because it's now officially his kingdom, he could make the rules now...right?? His first royal decree was that all crowns would be made of flowers or leaves, mhm!
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Misa happily hugged Ivy and extended the greeting with kisses on cheeks. She then linked arms with the other girl and headed toward a few spot at the booth.
"Shirts, right?" she said excitedly. "Matching ones?" Because yes. "Tell me about your summer." Because that was also important.
The hugs and cheek kisses were happily returned, and then she was walking along with Misa to grab a place to sit.
"Yes, of course!" Matching shirts made by them would be fun. Assuming they could decide one some designs that they both liked, but Ivy didn't think that would be too hard. They both seemed to have relatively similar and compatible tastes when it came to art, so they would be able to figure something out.
Hm, something about her summer so far though? There was one thing that was particularly exciting. "I have a new kitten! I haven't been able to decide on a name for him yet though." There were so many names out there, and Ivy wanted him to have the perfect name, something that fit him well. What exactly that was though, she wasn't sure yet.
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Lisa's squeak turned squeal, insane waving turned hug was EXACTLY the type of greeting that Lia LOVED!!! It was so easy to be nothing but happy around Lisa. They got along splendidly since the very first time they had met in the music shop last summer. Lia let her friend go, taking a step back to give them both a little space. "You're welcome!"
Being asked about the hoodie she was wearing caught Lia by surprise. Her cheeks flushing a slight pink as she nodded her head a little in reply. "If by special friend you mead, Tadhg, then yeah it is." It might come as a surprise to some but she had a habit of 'borrowing' his shirts sometimes. She always gave them back but it was something she had been doing for year now. The second question made her giggle. "Uh-huh. Very."
Okay, face painting first. Lia liked that idea. "Hmm, something pretty? Or maybe a creature? Lots of glitter?" In other words, she had no clue.
Lisa noticed the ever so slight flush of pink that dashed across Lia's face when she had asked her friend about the hoodie. Oh.. Yes. It was her special friend. Tadhg was his name. "Is he your... b-b-boyfriend?" she asked curiously. To her, special friend and boyfriend were synonymous but she was realising that there may have been a slight difference between the two. Also it was a little childish to refer to one's significant other as a special friend.... Despite that, Lisa always enjoyed the reaction she got out of older students and adults a like when she would refer to their partners as special friends. Heh. Worth it for the LOLZ.
It was comfy and SOFT!? "Can I touch it?" she asked with eyes as wide and as round as little buttons.
Glitter was an absolute yes. And it HAD to be pretty. "Glitter.... Fairy wings? Or something fairy like or a flower! OH!" she snapped her hands excitedly when the idea came to bright in her mind. "What about flowers on our cheeks and we get flower crowns. It can be an extension of the flower crown and we can be the children of the forest exploring this magical festival. We'll be nymphs!" she exclaimed with her over active imagination running at a mile a minute. "What's our backstory? We're obviously sisters..... so... we're escaping the evil Forest Lord because he wants to disown us but we know the true secret..." At this point, Lisa leaned in to her friend. She paused, glancing to her left and then her right, before STAGE whispering (dramatically). "He isn't a FOREST LORD at all but someone who is a TREE KILLER!"
Purple AND pink! Henry was totally not opposed to that. His only worry was that he might use too much of those colours and leave very little for the other people who want to be in this station. But then he figured...he paid for entry here, so he was going to make use of the resources here as much as possible. "Okay, I think I'll do that! Maybe blend the colours together too, that would look really nice!" He said, talking mostly to himself at the end and also nodding. Yes! It was been decided on. Flower power Henry Hembree for the day!
When his opinion now was asked, Henry's eyes pretty much lit up. He liked being able to give any and artsy help, and that included giving an opinion. Nothing better than artists helping fellow artists out! "Mmmm..." Henry looked at Ash's dress first, weighing the options, and then smiled brightly. "Grey's a neutral colour, so any of them would work! Really! It would depend if you wanna stick to your colour scheme, or make the butterflies stand out." He would personally recommend bright colours to liven up the greyness of her dress, but he was leaving the decision to her here since it was her face.
Also, Ash and her bodyguard were a funny duo. How amusing! Henry just watched them with a big dumb grin. He was easily entertained, as always.
Henry was anything but stoked to have such a title. He let out a pleased chuckle and then nodded. "That's absolutely fine! I love flowers. Flower crowns are really pretty too," he declared. "I accept the title!" And because it's now officially his kingdom, he could make the rules now...right?? His first royal decree was that all crowns would be made of flowers or leaves, mhm!
Ash was IMPRESSED with Henry’s face paint knowledge, so she made an appropriately IMPRESSED face. Dustin was making an even MORE impressed face. Hmph. She wanted to look the most impressed. Which was apparently not doable when you were with Dustin. Fine. Next time she’d leave DUSTIN at the cafe by himself without her(like that was even a punishment lol) instead of Alex. “Wow. Is facepaint one of your favorite types of art?” Yes, art. Facepaint was art. Just like tattoos and watercolor and makeup and chalk on the sidewalk...
She thought some more about butterflies. “Maybe gray butterflies with pink as like the color on top? That could look cool.” She didn’t see why it wouldn’t... she looked at Henry and Dustin for confirmation. They better tell her if they thought it would look bad!!! She wanted to look pretty. It was very important. In a world where she control very few things, she had to take whatever she could get. If her face paint was the only thing she control, then it was going to be GOOD face paint.
“Oooh, I love flower crowns! Do you know how to make them yourself?” Ash didn’t know how to make them YET. But she would love to wear them.
”I want to be the king of something. I want to be the king of... something.” Dustin found it hard to pick what to be the king of. Because, um, he sorta liked everything. Or most things, anyway.
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The hugs and cheek kisses were happily returned, and then she was walking along with Misa to grab a place to sit.
"Yes, of course!" Matching shirts made by them would be fun. Assuming they could decide one some designs that they both liked, but Ivy didn't think that would be too hard. They both seemed to have relatively similar and compatible tastes when it came to art, so they would be able to figure something out.
Hm, something about her summer so far though? There was one thing that was particularly exciting. "I have a new kitten! I haven't been able to decide on a name for him yet though." There were so many names out there, and Ivy wanted him to have the perfect name, something that fit him well. What exactly that was though, she wasn't sure yet.
"Blossoms are fairly simple." Misa suggested looking over the options at the table. "Almond blossoms or cherry tree blossoms are classics." They could rock that look even if it was kind of mainstream.
!!!! "Awww! A friend for Neko!" Yes. She was going to assume their cats would be friends. "Neko is cat in Japanese. You could do... cat in French!" she suggested. "Or... feline is le félin which sounds like Felon. You could name the cat Felon!" Which was the COOLEST cat name ever.
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Lisa noticed the ever so slight flush of pink that dashed across Lia's face when she had asked her friend about the hoodie. Oh.. Yes. It was her special friend. Tadhg was his name. "Is he your... b-b-boyfriend?" she asked curiously. To her, special friend and boyfriend were synonymous but she was realising that there may have been a slight difference between the two. Also it was a little childish to refer to one's significant other as a special friend.... Despite that, Lisa always enjoyed the reaction she got out of older students and adults a like when she would refer to their partners as special friends. Heh. Worth it for the LOLZ.
It was comfy and SOFT!? "Can I touch it?" she asked with eyes as wide and as round as little buttons.
Glitter was an absolute yes. And it HAD to be pretty. "Glitter.... Fairy wings? Or something fairy like or a flower! OH!" she snapped her hands excitedly when the idea came to bright in her mind. "What about flowers on our cheeks and we get flower crowns. It can be an extension of the flower crown and we can be the children of the forest exploring this magical festival. We'll be nymphs!" she exclaimed with her over active imagination running at a mile a minute. "What's our backstory? We're obviously sisters..... so... we're escaping the evil Forest Lord because he wants to disown us but we know the true secret..." At this point, Lisa leaned in to her friend. She paused, glancing to her left and then her right, before STAGE whispering (dramatically). "He isn't a FOREST LORD at all but someone who is a TREE KILLER!"
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN!!
Why she still blushed whenever someone asked about Tadhg, she really didn't know. It was kind of silly really, she already know that she liked him a whole lot. Everyone knew it. When Lisa went on to confirm that 'special friend' meant 'boyfriend' she smiled smiled and nodded. "Uh-huh." Honestly Lia had assumed that everyone had known that already as she made no real attempts at hiding it. Not only was Tad her boyfriend but he was her best friend besides her siblings, had been since they were little kids.
Comfy and soft was the perfect combination for a hoodie. "Sure!" Lia pulled one of the sleeves down and held her arm out so that Lisa could touch the hoodie. It was made of soft fleece.
Yes, yes. Glitter, fairies, flowers and crowns. Dahlia bounced on her toes excited as she listened, nodding her head along to every word. "Yessss! So we have to make sure the colors that are used work well together. Of course we're sisters! Our names are already super duper close! Lia and Lisa!" she giggled. How perfect was that?! When Lisa leaned in close to whisper to her, Lia GASPED in mock horror. "Nuuuuuu! We mustn't allow that to happen!"
They had to get their faces painted now and get their flower crowns so they could save all of the trees! It was up to them!
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Ash was IMPRESSED with Henry’s face paint knowledge, so she made an appropriately IMPRESSED face. Dustin was making an even MORE impressed face. Hmph. She wanted to look the most impressed. Which was apparently not doable when you were with Dustin. Fine. Next time she’d leave DUSTIN at the cafe by himself without her(like that was even a punishment lol) instead of Alex. “Wow. Is facepaint one of your favorite types of art?” Yes, art. Facepaint was art. Just like tattoos and watercolor and makeup and chalk on the sidewalk...
She thought some more about butterflies. “Maybe gray butterflies with pink as like the color on top? That could look cool.” She didn’t see why it wouldn’t... she looked at Henry and Dustin for confirmation. They better tell her if they thought it would look bad!!! She wanted to look pretty. It was very important. In a world where she control very few things, she had to take whatever she could get. If her face paint was the only thing she control, then it was going to be GOOD face paint.
“Oooh, I love flower crowns! Do you know how to make them yourself?” Ash didn’t know how to make them YET. But she would love to wear them.
”I want to be the king of something. I want to be the king of... something.” Dustin found it hard to pick what to be the king of. Because, um, he sorta liked everything. Or most things, anyway.
Henry secretly lived for impressing people. It was nice to feel warm and fuzzy at times, so he couldn't help but grin some more if that were possible. It feels like he's been grinning for quite a while now. "Paint is my favourite medium, so I guess face paint counts too! And make up, I think," he replied. He would argue, sort of because he's not the arguing type, that technically make up can be face paint anyway! "But all kinds of art is just as great! Origami is super fun and easy." He had an origami phase as a kid, and one can only imagine how many papers—fresh and scratch—he's used for that.
Pink and grey is also a pretty combo, Henry nodded along as Ash shared to the group. "I could help you blend that up, if you like," the Hufflepuff offered. Blending always led to pretty amazing gradients and results...and if they see any glitter here, that would simply be the cherry on top of it all!
"Not yet, but I think that will be another art project for me this summer!" Henry said. Switching mediums was also good. He would need to tell his parents first, though, in case they didn't want to plucking flowers from their garden like that. Then the fourteen-year-old looked back at Dustin as the bodyguard seeked for a royal title. UHM....uhmmmm! "You could be king of the trees! They're big and strong, like bodyguards!" Henry said, but still he kept thinking of more nature-related things. "Or....ladybugs?" That was the first thing that came to mind. They were pretty too.
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His middle name may as well be clueless to these things. At least in this time his naïve insensitivity wasn't costing anyone anything, right? The teasing was all in good fun and only moderately spiteful at this point. Which is why he returned her banter with a mischievous grin of his own while patting his little satchel bag. "You sure like to insult my brain, because of course I remembered and nicked this from dad's on private store of muggle treats. It even comes with it's own challenge printed on the back of the label. Keep it in your mouth for 15 seconds or less, and you're a flobberworm. Over a minute and you're a dragon." And then he did that thing, that tongue thing that she did all the time, and still wasn't sure if he felt cooler doing it or not. Plus...the air sort of tasted funny. "I am paraphrasing the scale, obviously." He hadn't been all that into what words muggles had used instead.
He would much rather be burning his taste buds off than playing with paint.
It wasn't that she was wrong, but that still wasn't what he meant. There was being an artist and then there was being an artist. If she had called him a visionary, he would have been more on board with the term, but he wasn't a drawing and painting kind of artist. Construction was different. If they were making something out of popsicle sticks he would be a champion.
"Matching?" he repeated, ears perking up and burning ever so slightly. Matching snack tote bags, by the sound of it. Her question was at least an easy one to answer. "Banana sliced in half with peanut butter spread over it and with a little bit of chocolate drizzled in a zipzag pattern over it." He paused, wondering if that was too specific a definition. "Or black cherry yogurt." Or did she mean more like a sweetie? "Or Pop Rocks." Another pause, now realizing that both of these were nonmagical items and maybe he should be listing something from the magical menu. "Or Fizzing Whizzbees."
There. A thorough answer and an accompanying grin to boot.
"Oh, and sea salt and vinegar crisps."
Since he had been listing only sweet things.
Remy made a dramatic gasping sound when he mentioned that he had his own bag of sour sweets. Now it was a competition of who had the most sour ones! Her hands reached out to make grabby hands at them, indicating she wanted him to get them out of his satchel. She had to examine the label, too, to check the rules herself. “Oh… my… gosh… you’re the BEST, you remembered, and they sound perfect. Who’s shall we try first, Flobberworm?” Atlas Flobberworm, hahaha. Thankfully she hadn’t made fun of his full name out loud, because knowing him he’d find something offensive about that, but Remy was totally oblivious to that fact as always.
She stuck out her tongue to match his funny face. Her face would stay in this expression forever if she carried on like this!
Remy was… disappointed… and a little perplexed at his answer to her very simple question. Why did Atlas have to be so extra? “I know, how about we draw ice creams.” Just throwing the answer that she was looking for out there. “Although… Fizzing Whizbees… YUM!” And now she wanted to eat something. Being at a festival required filling your tummies.
By this point, she had gathered more crafts to decorate their tote bags, including lots and lots of glitter. She had already slowly started to spread some of it onto her bag, before looking over at Atlas to make sure he was working at the same time. He could copy her, if he wanted.
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It was a nice day to spend in Diagon Alley. Oliver had heard about the event going on and couldn't resist heading to London to check it out. He had a double stroller with the twins. He'd slathered them both with sunscreen and had an extra bottle in the stroller pocket. Just in case. Alexei was silently watching the scene around him, while Elena was wiggling and trying to get down to walk by herself. But Oliver wasn't prepared to handle that on his own at the moment. Hopefully Dragomir would be done with rehearsal and could join them soon.
For now, Oliver was keeping his eye out for a toddler friendly activity. And what he found was an art station. Perfect. He loved art, and the twins would enjoy making a mess with art supplies. Or maybe they'd like a face painting, if they would sit still long enough. He stepped up to the booth and paid for three tote bags. Then he made his way to the end of one of the tables, sat down, and parked the stroller next to him. He placed a tote bag in front of each of the twins and began gathering art supplies for them to make a mess with. A controlled mess. Hopefully.
The timing of this event was simultaneously perfect and sort of terrible. It would run until mid-August, which was coincidentally around the time the TV show returned for it's next season, at which point Dragomir would be doing an insane amount of rehearsal and resting otherwise. Even now, leading up to it, there was a lot to do to get everyone ready, but it was still relaxed enough that he had the time and energy for a family trip out (sans Ivo, because dogs were not suited to side-along apparition, and he probably appreciated a little peace and quiet) for a well-deserved afternoon off.
After stopping at home to freshen up, Drago had headed to Diagon Alley, where he'd said he would seek out Oliver and the kids. Searching had not taken long; he'd noticed evidence of hand-decorated bags all over the place, and asked someone to point him in the direction of where they'd got them. If Oliver hadn't been here yet, Dragomir would eat his own dance bag.
Lo and behold.
Grinning to himself, Dragomir wandered over to join his perfect husband and perfect kids. "There's my beautiful family." He kissed each on the top of their heads, and circled around to sit on the opposite side on the bench. "What have I missed?" The twins each got a poke on the nose then, just because. Boop, boop.
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Why she still blushed whenever someone asked about Tadhg, she really didn't know. It was kind of silly really, she already know that she liked him a whole lot. Everyone knew it. When Lisa went on to confirm that 'special friend' meant 'boyfriend' she smiled smiled and nodded. "Uh-huh." Honestly Lia had assumed that everyone had known that already as she made no real attempts at hiding it. Not only was Tad her boyfriend but he was her best friend besides her siblings, had been since they were little kids.
Comfy and soft was the perfect combination for a hoodie. "Sure!" Lia pulled one of the sleeves down and held her arm out so that Lisa could touch the hoodie. It was made of soft fleece.
Yes, yes. Glitter, fairies, flowers and crowns. Dahlia bounced on her toes excited as she listened, nodding her head along to every word. "Yessss! So we have to make sure the colors that are used work well together. Of course we're sisters! Our names are already super duper close! Lia and Lisa!" she giggled. How perfect was that?! When Lisa leaned in close to whisper to her, Lia GASPED in mock horror. "Nuuuuuu! We mustn't allow that to happen!"
They had to get their faces painted now and get their flower crowns so they could save all of the trees! It was up to them!
There it was! There was the blush.
She wondered if anyone would ever make her blush like that. Hmm…. That was a future her problem surely. “He’s nice. As long as he stays nice to you, then I like him.” As soon as he wasn’t, well…. Lisa would be recruiting a scarier older year to help make an impression. Mhmm… She knew she wasn’t intimidating (yet) and probably would never be intimidating but she could wish she could be.
Colours being matching and complementing was important. Lisa nodded in agreement thrice. “They do! What’s your favourite colour?” she asked, wondering if it was a light purple. She didn’t know why that particular colour stuck out in her head as being associated with Lia. She nodded again and beamed excitedly. “Mhmm!” she hum-sang. “We have to do this my dear, fairest sister. The whole realm depends on it!”
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"Blossoms are fairly simple." Misa suggested looking over the options at the table. "Almond blossoms or cherry tree blossoms are classics." They could rock that look even if it was kind of mainstream.
!!!! "Awww! A friend for Neko!" Yes. She was going to assume their cats would be friends. "Neko is cat in Japanese. You could do... cat in French!" she suggested. "Or... feline is le félin which sounds like Felon. You could name the cat Felon!" Which was the COOLEST cat name ever.
"That's a good idea." Blossoms were very pretty, and not something that would take forever to put on a t-shirt, so they could check out the rest of the festival later. "Especially almond blossoms, like the van Gogh painting." That was one that she really liked. There were a few he'd done of almond blossoms, but the one of the tree branches was definitely a favorite of hers.
Chat certainly wasn't a bad idea, though the suggestion of Felon got a laugh out of Ivy. "That's a good one, especially since my mum's an Auror." Definitely some humor there, and it sounded like something Mum would find amusing too. So it could go on the list for consideration. Chat too, just for fun. The list was already a little long, so no problem adding a few more. "I think I gotta spend more time with him before I officially decide. Get to know him to make sure his name really fits." Which might be over-complicating things, but she didn't mind.
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The timing of this event was simultaneously perfect and sort of terrible. It would run until mid-August, which was coincidentally around the time the TV show returned for it's next season, at which point Dragomir would be doing an insane amount of rehearsal and resting otherwise. Even now, leading up to it, there was a lot to do to get everyone ready, but it was still relaxed enough that he had the time and energy for a family trip out (sans Ivo, because dogs were not suited to side-along apparition, and he probably appreciated a little peace and quiet) for a well-deserved afternoon off.
After stopping at home to freshen up, Drago had headed to Diagon Alley, where he'd said he would seek out Oliver and the kids. Searching had not taken long; he'd noticed evidence of hand-decorated bags all over the place, and asked someone to point him in the direction of where they'd got them. If Oliver hadn't been here yet, Dragomir would eat his own dance bag.
Lo and behold.
Grinning to himself, Dragomir wandered over to join his perfect husband and perfect kids. "There's my beautiful family." He kissed each on the top of their heads, and circled around to sit on the opposite side on the bench. "What have I missed?" The twins each got a poke on the nose then, just because. Boop, boop.
Oliver was busying himself with preparing supplies for the twins. Things that they could handle well enough on their own, like finger paint. His main goal was to just keep it away from their mouths. As long as they didn't eat it, he didn't really mind if they got messy. A mess can be cleaned up when they're done, after all. And after a year and a half with twins, he was quite used to mess.
It was just as he was letting each twin start in on the finger paint that that Dragomir appeared. Oliver beamed at his husband. "Hello, love. How's rehearsal going?" He started preparing his own art supplies now and nodded at the twins. "You haven't missed much yet, they were just getting ready to make a mess." Which, honestly, was often the case.
Henry secretly lived for impressing people. It was nice to feel warm and fuzzy at times, so he couldn't help but grin some more if that were possible. It feels like he's been grinning for quite a while now. "Paint is my favourite medium, so I guess face paint counts too! And make up, I think," he replied. He would argue, sort of because he's not the arguing type, that technically make up can be face paint anyway! "But all kinds of art is just as great! Origami is super fun and easy." He had an origami phase as a kid, and one can only imagine how many papers—fresh and scratch—he's used for that.
Pink and grey is also a pretty combo, Henry nodded along as Ash shared to the group. "I could help you blend that up, if you like," the Hufflepuff offered. Blending always led to pretty amazing gradients and results...and if they see any glitter here, that would simply be the cherry on top of it all!
"Not yet, but I think that will be another art project for me this summer!" Henry said. Switching mediums was also good. He would need to tell his parents first, though, in case they didn't want to plucking flowers from their garden like that. Then the fourteen-year-old looked back at Dustin as the bodyguard seeked for a royal title. UHM....uhmmmm! "You could be king of the trees! They're big and strong, like bodyguards!" Henry said, but still he kept thinking of more nature-related things. "Or....ladybugs?" That was the first thing that came to mind. They were pretty too.
“Origami, huh?” She poked Dustin. “I think Brandon would like Origami.”
Dustin nodded dutifully. Brandon absolutely would like Origami. But he was thinking about something else Henry had said... “I definitely agree that makeup is art.” So many people kept saying it wasn’t, but they were wrong. That was all there was to it...
“WOW would you really??? Thanks!!!” Did Dustin see? Did he see? She was getting help ‘blending’ stuff. Whatever that meant. Was it like blending oil pastels on your face??? He should be so proud of her for ‘blending’ something. Whenever he practiced doing her makeup, he said the word ‘blending’ a lot. Ash could kinda infer what that meant. “I would totally love your help.” Because she was not experienced with the art of face paint. Or makeup. Help pls.
“We could learn how to make flower crowns together?” Because neither of them knew how? Maybe they could do it together??? Maybe not. She expected not... whatever. She focused on something else, suddenly feeling embarrassed to have even asked when obviously Henry was probably just gonna say no. Still... you could always hope.
“I think Alex would like to be the king of the trees. He’d look nice in green, and it would fit his calming personality.” Dustin turned a bit pink. Ash laughed.
Ok but it was true! Alex would look great in green!!! Anyways. “I like ladybugs. They look great and they eat annoying bugs for breakfast! That sorta feels like a metaphor for a bodyguard.”
“Oh I get it! That makes sense. I hereby crown you king of the ladybugs!” She tried to crown him king by jumping up and tapping him on the head. It was hard. It also required jumping and multiple attempts. She was glad that Henry was shorter. “Who’s gonna crown you king of the flowers, Henry? I could do it... or you could just make yourself king. That would be a boss move.” True. It would be.
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Vitani stood at one end of the booth, her face painting supplies neatly arranged on the counter in front of her. Never one to blend into the background, the petite African woman was decked out in a brightly patterned yellow kaftan dress, matching high heels, and chunky gold jewelry. Her bracelets jangled softly as she arranged her face-painting supplies on the counter in front of her. Dark eyes scanned the crowd, observing the customers hard at work on their designs. It did her heart good to see so many people working hard to express their creativity… instead of, you know, taking credit for someone else’s creativity. Like her ex-husband, for example. No matter how much time had passed, she would never forgive him for that!
But now was not the time to dwell on her anger. She had a job to do. As she observed the crowd, he couldn’t help overhearing bits and pieces of conversations mentioning face painting. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Kelton looking at her and gave him a look in return, as if to say, I’ve got this. Who was here first? There were so many people, it was difficult to tell! Still unsure, she turned to a pair of girls (Lisa and Lia) she’d overheard. “Have you decided what kind of face paint you’d like?” she asked with a slight smile.
As a general announcement, she addressed the crowd, “Anyone else who would like face paint, please line up in front of me!” And for Merlin’s sake, please make it an orderly line!
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"That's a good idea." Blossoms were very pretty, and not something that would take forever to put on a t-shirt, so they could check out the rest of the festival later. "Especially almond blossoms, like the van Gogh painting." That was one that she really liked. There were a few he'd done of almond blossoms, but the one of the tree branches was definitely a favorite of hers.
Chat certainly wasn't a bad idea, though the suggestion of Felon got a laugh out of Ivy. "That's a good one, especially since my mum's an Auror." Definitely some humor there, and it sounded like something Mum would find amusing too. So it could go on the list for consideration. Chat too, just for fun. The list was already a little long, so no problem adding a few more. "I think I gotta spend more time with him before I officially decide. Get to know him to make sure his name really fits." Which might be over-complicating things, but she didn't mind.
Misa nodded in agreement. "Almond tree blossoms it is." She looked around. "I guess we start and pay after?" Maybe? She guessed they'd just get yelled at after the fact if that wasn't the case.
She smiled. "Yeah. That makes sense. Felon is a cute name though. If you don't use it I might at a later date." When she had another animal.
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Remy made a dramatic gasping sound when he mentioned that he had his own bag of sour sweets. Now it was a competition of who had the most sour ones! Her hands reached out to make grabby hands at them, indicating she wanted him to get them out of his satchel. She had to examine the label, too, to check the rules herself. “Oh… my… gosh… you’re the BEST, you remembered, and they sound perfect. Who’s shall we try first, Flobberworm?” Atlas Flobberworm, hahaha. Thankfully she hadn’t made fun of his full name out loud, because knowing him he’d find something offensive about that, but Remy was totally oblivious to that fact as always.
She stuck out her tongue to match his funny face. Her face would stay in this expression forever if she carried on like this!
Remy was… disappointed… and a little perplexed at his answer to her very simple question. Why did Atlas have to be so extra? “I know, how about we draw ice creams.” Just throwing the answer that she was looking for out there. “Although… Fizzing Whizbees… YUM!” And now she wanted to eat something. Being at a festival required filling your tummies.
By this point, she had gathered more crafts to decorate their tote bags, including lots and lots of glitter. She had already slowly started to spread some of it onto her bag, before looking over at Atlas to make sure he was working at the same time. He could copy her, if he wanted.
It wasn't that Atlas kept Remy around because she said such honest and truthful things about how innately amazing he was...but it certainly was a perk to their friendship. One that had his lips curling and parting into a toothy kind of grin. The best. Yes, thank you for noticing. The affirmation and reassurance was infallible. He totally missed, at first, that she was calling him a flobberworm - too busy basking in his self proclaimed glory for remembering to carry around muggle rot your teeth sour candy - but when he did climbed down from the mountain a little, he was all laughter.
"Oi," he chuckled while nudging her with his elbow before pulling the goods out of his bag. "It's called Toxic Waste. Like, you know, any unwanted material in all forms that can cause harm. So think of the sour component as something corrosive." Pretty awesome branding too. Hopefully dad would not notice that it had gone missing. Hey, a boy could dream that his dad - who literally could not focus on anything if even one of his perfectly sharpened pencils was not aligned in perfect parallel position to the rest - would just so happen to notice that a couple of containers had been plucked from the honeycomb arrangement in the tin.
And there she went with that tongue thing again and him staring at it. He found himself wondering if she had ever had an Acid Pop and then burned a hole into it (it was only the natural progression of thoughts from corrosive material to tongues to things that cause corrosion in tongues). Also, for some peculiar reason, he wondered if she would ever get her tongue pierced since she liked to show it off so much. Maybe her patronus, if she could ever produce one, would be some sort of dog. They liked to stick their tongues out too. In any case, he was staring at her tongue for an unnaturally long time once again...but his fascination with the muscular organ did not cause him to miss the shift in tone based on his response to her querry.
Why did he have to be so extra? Was that not in the definition of being a Gryffindor? And a Flamsteed Gryffindor at that.
His own lips forming a pout (he hated getting the answer wrong and he clearly had despite his thoroughness), he nodded nonetheless at her suggestion. "Ice cream sounds good. I'm gonna make mine three scoops in a bowl." He was not particularly fond of cones since they got all soggy and could leak all over, causing messes. He could never eat ice cream fast enough to avoid this (brain freezes came too easily to him) and eating ice cream out of order or LiCkiNg tHe SiDeS of the cone to lap up the melted bits was just...so unappealing to him. He did not need his cones soggy from his own saliva anymore than he needed it soggy from melted cream and sugar.
Situated beside her, Atlas was currently attempting to fashion himself a compass with the supplies present so that he could make three perfect circles on his bag with one of the pencils he had produced from his bag. He had to sketch a blueprint first, after all. The sight of all the glitter Remy had gathered was both horrifying and gratifying. "You're going to share all that glitter, right?"
This was going to drive dad craaaaaaaaazy.
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There it was! There was the blush.
She wondered if anyone would ever make her blush like that. Hmm…. That was a future her problem surely. “He’s nice. As long as he stays nice to you, then I like him.” As soon as he wasn’t, well…. Lisa would be recruiting a scarier older year to help make an impression. Mhmm… She knew she wasn’t intimidating (yet) and probably would never be intimidating but she could wish she could be.
Colours being matching and complementing was important. Lisa nodded in agreement thrice. “They do! What’s your favourite colour?” she asked, wondering if it was a light purple. She didn’t know why that particular colour stuck out in her head as being associated with Lia. She nodded again and beamed excitedly. “Mhmm!” she hum-sang. “We have to do this my dear, fairest sister. The whole realm depends on it!”
“So should we ask for flowers? What colours?”
Dahlia couldn't help it that she always blushed every time someone mentioned Tadhg. The happiness that he brought her was indescribable. "He is nice. That's one of the things I like about him." That was something she tried not to think about, they had talked about things and well.. he knew if she was unhappy her siblings and cousins would be too. Not that it had anything to do with any of them. Tadhg had been her bestie since forever.
This question always made her giggle. "I like lots of colors. Lilac is really pretty though but.. so is sapphire." Like someone's eyes. "But there's pinks and greens and oranges too!" So many beautiful colors! Lia nodded along. "We must not let them down."
"We can do our favorite flowers in our favorite colors? Maybe we can gets leaves and vines too? So it really fits with the flower crown when we get them?!" Lookit her thinking ahead!
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But now was not the time to dwell on her anger. She had a job to do. As she observed the crowd, he couldn’t help overhearing bits and pieces of conversations mentioning face painting. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Kelton looking at her and gave him a look in return, as if to say, I’ve got this. Who was here first? There were so many people, it was difficult to tell! Still unsure, she turned to a pair of girls (Lisa and Lia) she’d overheard. “Have you decided what kind of face paint you’d like?” she asked with a slight smile.
As a general announcement, she addressed the crowd, “Anyone else who would like face paint, please line up in front of me!” And for Merlin’s sake, please make it an orderly line!
When one of the face painters turned their attention onto Lisa and her, Lia gave the women a bright smile. "Hello! We were thinking about getting flowers with leaves and vines or something like that.. kind of like an extention of a flower crown but on our cheek?" She looked from the women to Lisa and back again. Did that make sense? She hoped it did. It had made lots of sense when Lisa and her had been discussing the idea moments earlier.
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It wasn't that Atlas kept Remy around because she said such honest and truthful things about how innately amazing he was...but it certainly was a perk to their friendship. One that had his lips curling and parting into a toothy kind of grin. The best. Yes, thank you for noticing. The affirmation and reassurance was infallible. He totally missed, at first, that she was calling him a flobberworm - too busy basking in his self proclaimed glory for remembering to carry around muggle rot your teeth sour candy - but when he did climbed down from the mountain a little, he was all laughter.
"Oi," he chuckled while nudging her with his elbow before pulling the goods out of his bag. "It's called Toxic Waste. Like, you know, any unwanted material in all forms that can cause harm. So think of the sour component as something corrosive." Pretty awesome branding too. Hopefully dad would not notice that it had gone missing. Hey, a boy could dream that his dad - who literally could not focus on anything if even one of his perfectly sharpened pencils was not aligned in perfect parallel position to the rest - would just so happen to notice that a couple of containers had been plucked from the honeycomb arrangement in the tin.
And there she went with that tongue thing again and him staring at it. He found himself wondering if she had ever had an Acid Pop and then burned a hole into it (it was only the natural progression of thoughts from corrosive material to tongues to things that cause corrosion in tongues). Also, for some peculiar reason, he wondered if she would ever get her tongue pierced since she liked to show it off so much. Maybe her patronus, if she could ever produce one, would be some sort of dog. They liked to stick their tongues out too. In any case, he was staring at her tongue for an unnaturally long time once again...but his fascination with the muscular organ did not cause him to miss the shift in tone based on his response to her querry.
Why did he have to be so extra? Was that not in the definition of being a Gryffindor? And a Flamsteed Gryffindor at that.
His own lips forming a pout (he hated getting the answer wrong and he clearly had despite his thoroughness), he nodded nonetheless at her suggestion. "Ice cream sounds good. I'm gonna make mine three scoops in a bowl." He was not particularly fond of cones since they got all soggy and could leak all over, causing messes. He could never eat ice cream fast enough to avoid this (brain freezes came too easily to him) and eating ice cream out of order or LiCkiNg tHe SiDeS of the cone to lap up the melted bits was just...so unappealing to him. He did not need his cones soggy from his own saliva anymore than he needed it soggy from melted cream and sugar.
Situated beside her, Atlas was currently attempting to fashion himself a compass with the supplies present so that he could make three perfect circles on his bag with one of the pencils he had produced from his bag. He had to sketch a blueprint first, after all. The sight of all the glitter Remy had gathered was both horrifying and gratifying. "You're going to share all that glitter, right?"
This was going to drive dad craaaaaaaaazy.
Aalekslsndlsk. The elbow nudge caught her off guard and it made those butterflies wriggle around even more. She laughed a little in response and tucked a fallen lock of hair behind her ear.
Toxic Waste. Remy made a face of disgust.
It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Atlas, but she didn’t trust the fact that it was a muggle product. For all she knew, it could be something deadly to witches and wizards. “I really wanna win this competition but… I don’t want my tongue to corrode.” She enjoyed her tongue, obviously. And don’t even try and tempt her to do it, because she was easily tempted. She eyed the product as he pulled out and took it from him. Gently, of course, she would never snatch. “Hmmm…” Sceptical, she was sceptical.
She turned the packaging all over to work out how to open it. She wanted to sniff the suspicions away.
Her tongue soon returned to where it belonged as he started to stare at it. She suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of self consciousness as if she had something on it, or maybe it was discoloured. DID SHE HAVE BAD BREATH??????!
The Gryffindor subconsciously moved a little further away from him and kept her mouth shut just in case.
“Just three?!” Remy exclaimed… “Ooh, a bowl… fancy.” With her eyes still on her own tote bag, Remy delicately added different shades of pink to represent her favourite flavour, strawberry. She would allow that he wanted to do a bowl over a cone, “I’m going to do a cone.” Just so he knows. Once she was finished with the pinks, she passed them over to him. “Of course! Once I’m finished you can use all of the ones I used.” Again, once she was finished.
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“Origami, huh?” She poked Dustin. “I think Brandon would like Origami.”
Dustin nodded dutifully. Brandon absolutely would like Origami. But he was thinking about something else Henry had said... “I definitely agree that makeup is art.” So many people kept saying it wasn’t, but they were wrong. That was all there was to it...
“WOW would you really??? Thanks!!!” Did Dustin see? Did he see? She was getting help ‘blending’ stuff. Whatever that meant. Was it like blending oil pastels on your face??? He should be so proud of her for ‘blending’ something. Whenever he practiced doing her makeup, he said the word ‘blending’ a lot. Ash could kinda infer what that meant. “I would totally love your help.” Because she was not experienced with the art of face paint. Or makeup. Help pls.
“We could learn how to make flower crowns together?” Because neither of them knew how? Maybe they could do it together??? Maybe not. She expected not... whatever. She focused on something else, suddenly feeling embarrassed to have even asked when obviously Henry was probably just gonna say no. Still... you could always hope.
“I think Alex would like to be the king of the trees. He’d look nice in green, and it would fit his calming personality.” Dustin turned a bit pink. Ash laughed.
Ok but it was true! Alex would look great in green!!! Anyways. “I like ladybugs. They look great and they eat annoying bugs for breakfast! That sorta feels like a metaphor for a bodyguard.”
“Oh I get it! That makes sense. I hereby crown you king of the ladybugs!” She tried to crown him king by jumping up and tapping him on the head. It was hard. It also required jumping and multiple attempts. She was glad that Henry was shorter. “Who’s gonna crown you king of the flowers, Henry? I could do it... or you could just make yourself king. That would be a boss move.” True. It would be.
As the two converse, Henry went ahead and picked up the pink and grey paints for Ash. "Who is Brandon?" the Hufflepuff asked. He had zero context and he just wanted to know. With that, he then thrusted the paints into Ash's hand with a big smile. And an even bigger and brighter one when Dustin agreed that makeup as art. As it should be!!
"Absolutely!!" Henry exclaimed, and he was certainly very eager to to the blending part. It's the fun part, actually, right after picking which colours to use! As for the offer to make flower crowns together, the Hufflepuff felt all warm and fuzzy. "That would be so fun!! Yes, please." He'd have given Ash a hug then and there, but he wasn't sure Ash was the huggy person type. So Henry held back. Then another name was tossed into the conversation. "Who is Alex?" Henry felt weird for having to ask, but what else could he do!! He then picked up two different shades of blue, cerulean and navy, and held it out for Dustin. "Which one will you use?" Well, there were other shades as well but Henry only had two hands!
With Dustin's title officially established, Henry applauded as well—or as much as he could handle with paints in his hands. "Oooh, I'd like to crown myself. That would be....a flex!" He learned that word use only recently! Pretending he was holding a crown, Henry placed "it" on top of his head. "I hereby declare myself the king of flowers!!" Look, mum, I made it!!
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As the two converse, Henry went ahead and picked up the pink and grey paints for Ash. "Who is Brandon?" the Hufflepuff asked. He had zero context and he just wanted to know. With that, he then thrusted the paints into Ash's hand with a big smile. And an even bigger and brighter one when Dustin agreed that makeup as art. As it should be!!
"Absolutely!!" Henry exclaimed, and he was certainly very eager to to the blending part. It's the fun part, actually, right after picking which colours to use! As for the offer to make flower crowns together, the Hufflepuff felt all warm and fuzzy. "That would be so fun!! Yes, please." He'd have given Ash a hug then and there, but he wasn't sure Ash was the huggy person type. So Henry held back. Then another name was tossed into the conversation. "Who is Alex?" Henry felt weird for having to ask, but what else could he do!! He then picked up two different shades of blue, cerulean and navy, and held it out for Dustin. "Which one will you use?" Well, there were other shades as well but Henry only had two hands!
With Dustin's title officially established, Henry applauded as well—or as much as he could handle with paints in his hands. "Oooh, I'd like to crown myself. That would be....a flex!" He learned that word use only recently! Pretending he was holding a crown, Henry placed "it" on top of his head. "I hereby declare myself the king of flowers!!" Look, mum, I made it!!
Noooo. She wanted that hug. No hug. Noooo. Hmph. Well, Dustin liked hugs so she hugged him for no reason instead. Did she need a reason? Well, her reason was that both of them liked hugs.
Dustin hugged Ash back. He was very confused, but hey. It was a hug. He liked hugs. “Brandon is her half-brother, and Alex is another bodyguard.”
Ash snorted. More like, Brandon was her brother and Alex was Dustin’s crush. She watched Dustin pick the lighter shade, grimacing as he referred to it as ‘light blue.’ “Cerulean,” she corrected. What? It was a specific color. She should create a color reference sheet for him so that he’d always know every color ever, just like her! And she’d make it herself! Except for the writing. She’d get Alex to do that part, because he had better handwriting and would make it extra special!
Ash clapped as Henry declared himself king. “Boss move. Now everyone knows that you do what you want.” Ash was very good at that. She always did whatever she wanted! Alex was trying to fix that. It was kinda working. Kinda. “The three of us are royalty! So are a bunch of other people, because I helped them pick titles too. Some of them didn’t wanna pretend to be the queen of anything. Can you believe that?”
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Aalekslsndlsk. The elbow nudge caught her off guard and it made those butterflies wriggle around even more. She laughed a little in response and tucked a fallen lock of hair behind her ear.
Toxic Waste. Remy made a face of disgust.
It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Atlas, but she didn’t trust the fact that it was a muggle product. For all she knew, it could be something deadly to witches and wizards. “I really wanna win this competition but… I don’t want my tongue to corrode.” She enjoyed her tongue, obviously. And don’t even try and tempt her to do it, because she was easily tempted. She eyed the product as he pulled out and took it from him. Gently, of course, she would never snatch. “Hmmm…” Sceptical, she was sceptical.
She turned the packaging all over to work out how to open it. She wanted to sniff the suspicions away.
Her tongue soon returned to where it belonged as he started to stare at it. She suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of self consciousness as if she had something on it, or maybe it was discoloured. DID SHE HAVE BAD BREATH??????!
The Gryffindor subconsciously moved a little further away from him and kept her mouth shut just in case.
“Just three?!” Remy exclaimed… “Ooh, a bowl… fancy.” With her eyes still on her own tote bag, Remy delicately added different shades of pink to represent her favourite flavour, strawberry. She would allow that he wanted to do a bowl over a cone, “I’m going to do a cone.” Just so he knows. Once she was finished with the pinks, she passed them over to him. “Of course! Once I’m finished you can use all of the ones I used.” Again, once she was finished.
So...that was basically her admitting defeat, right? Surrender? He had won on name alone? He probably could point out that muggle candies did not have the same properties that wizarding sweets had and it wouldn't actually corrode and all. He too, you see, really wanted to win. Withholding information was different from lying, after all. "You've never tried Acid Pops before?" he asked with a tiny smirk. He, of course, had and the first time may have been part of a game he and Aries made up with lollipops mixed in with Acid Pops. Whoever found the Acid Pop first won...or lost...all depended on how you looked at it. "And..." pauses his sketch work to lean over towards her a bit and wiggle his eyebrows triumphantly. "...does this mean you surrender?"
And then, got extra good measure, he did the tongue thing. Which made him feel like a lizard. Sort of. Maybe it would have been better if he hadn't wiggled it a bit.
And his tongue wiggling apparently was a no-go because she was scooting away from him. There were unspoken rules to tongue-sticking-outing, apparently. Pausing a moment to glance at the little gap between them now, he decided not to pay too much mind to it and instead finished up his sketch so he could start on the paint. "Uh...yeah. It's easiest to create symmetry and balance with three...or maybe I could do a pyramid," he considered while stroking his square jawline with the index finger and thumb of his left hand. Had Remy noticed how square and distinct his jawline was? He was seriously disappointed that more people were not admiring it. "That is good though. Means they compliment each other rather than mimic." And THAT was an important distinction for one Atlas Leonel Flamsteed. His posture straightened a bit and he blinked a few times at all of the PINK glitter that...he was not sure what to do with. He had not exactly decided upon his flavors yet either, though he did have a pyramid of ice cream scoops now. Maybe the pink to be the strawberry for the peanut butter and jelly scoop. Which meant he needed to mix himself a peanut butter looking brown right now. "Thanks," he smiled while taking the glitter from her and setting it beside his bag. And then it was head down and getting to work.
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
So...that was basically her admitting defeat, right? Surrender? He had won on name alone? He probably could point out that muggle candies did not have the same properties that wizarding sweets had and it wouldn't actually corrode and all. He too, you see, really wanted to win. Withholding information was different from lying, after all. "You've never tried Acid Pops before?" he asked with a tiny smirk. He, of course, had and the first time may have been part of a game he and Aries made up with lollipops mixed in with Acid Pops. Whoever found the Acid Pop first won...or lost...all depended on how you looked at it. "And..." pauses his sketch work to lean over towards her a bit and wiggle his eyebrows triumphantly. "...does this mean you surrender?"
And then, got extra good measure, he did the tongue thing. Which made him feel like a lizard. Sort of. Maybe it would have been better if he hadn't wiggled it a bit.
And his tongue wiggling apparently was a no-go because she was scooting away from him. There were unspoken rules to tongue-sticking-outing, apparently. Pausing a moment to glance at the little gap between them now, he decided not to pay too much mind to it and instead finished up his sketch so he could start on the paint. "Uh...yeah. It's easiest to create symmetry and balance with three...or maybe I could do a pyramid," he considered while stroking his square jawline with the index finger and thumb of his left hand. Had Remy noticed how square and distinct his jawline was? He was seriously disappointed that more people were not admiring it. "That is good though. Means they compliment each other rather than mimic." And THAT was an important distinction for one Atlas Leonel Flamsteed. His posture straightened a bit and he blinked a few times at all of the PINK glitter that...he was not sure what to do with. He had not exactly decided upon his flavors yet either, though he did have a pyramid of ice cream scoops now. Maybe the pink to be the strawberry for the peanut butter and jelly scoop. Which meant he needed to mix himself a peanut butter looking brown right now. "Thanks," he smiled while taking the glitter from her and setting it beside his bag. And then it was head down and getting to work.
WAS HE JOKING???
On two points. “One… of course I have tried Acid Pops before… c’mon, Atlas, I’m no amateur… two…” Remy worked out the sweets packaging and made no hesitation in popping a WHOLE candy piece directly into her mouth. Her expression started with utter triumph, held in a sort of frozen stance as the sweet sat on her tongue. She narrowed her eyes a little as she braved a tiny bite and that was it…
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She had managed to hold it for approximately 7 seconds before sticking out her tongue, her now famous expression, and letting the sweet drop to the ground. “Eeggggggggghhhh!!” Wow, muggles we’re more hardcore with their sour sweets than she had expected.
“Yes, precisely.” She turned to smile brightly, then deciding to let Atlas do whatever he wished to do with his tote bag, as long as they were both doing ice creams then they still matched. That being said, Remy started to focus harder on her creation, leaving a pause of creative silence between them. After finishing up with the first flavour, she drew another scoop ready for her second favourite. Cookies and Cauldron Cakes. “Mmmm… this is making me hungry. Wanna go to Floreans after this?” Remy glanced back to him.
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