SPOILER!!: Anna Banana

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Maddie grinned at the sweet taste of chocolate frog tricking down her throat. Merlin, she loved this stuff. It was too bad the chocolate frog she'd had on the train had gotten away. She'd put up a good effort to look for it, but in the end, the frog had been free as the wind.

...and speaking of being free as the wind, some boy's ice cream almost jumped ship and landed on Maddie! She froze, wide-eyed, as she waited for the ice cream bath. Only it never came, and so with hesitance, she slowly opened her eyes. "Whew!" she exclaimed, spotting the boy's ice cream still in his hand. "Are you okay? Are my clothes okay?" she asked, eyeing him. She wasn't the kind to overly worry about clothes, but an ice cream bath was something else entirely. Ice Cream Boy didn't look familiar, so she didn't think she knew him from school.

Realizing that everybody and everything seemed okay for now, she seized the opportunity to lick off a little more of her ice cream. "Yummm...," she mumbled to herself.

It seemed he wasn’t the only one glad that he hadn’t managed to make a complete mess of the situation, the look on her face was clear proof of that. “Yeah,” Septimus remarked, answering her question. As for her clothes, he tentatively gave his unfamiliar companion a once over to see if she had truly made it through unscathed. “You…your clothes seem fine.” And why was she eying him like that? If anything would have happened it would have been an accident after all. He wouldn’t have done it on purpose.

Ugg was she one of those who were so into looks AND hated all boys thinking they were trouble?

At least she appeared to appreciate ice cream. Speaking of which, the orange delight belonging to him was starting to drip and he quickly moved to lick it off his hand and cone. Mhmmmm…just as tasty as expected, even if it had nearly cost him.

Beau was BACK. BACK AGAIN. BEAU WAS BACK. TELL A FRIEND.

And your Mum and Dad and everyone else in your life.

He was queuing for his daily (lol more like hourly) dose of ice cream and sugary goodness when he heard someone call out about what to CHOOSE. Beau was a little bit further back in a queue, but he took this cHANCE TO BE THE BESSSSST help ever. He TOO waved his arms and then linked elbows with the boy in QUESTION asking THE question. "Let ME educate you, dear BOY." Yes. Because he was SMALLER than this boy and that OBviously meant that Beau was of MANLY status in this duo now. He was taking this one under his wing. THIS ONE WAS HIS.

HIS.

NO ONE MOVE.

NO ONE TAKE A STEP TOWARDS.

"You have to get the barbecued sausage." No choice about it.

ANYONE??

OOOOOH OOOOOH!!!

SOmeone help a boy in nee -- AH! Eyes immediately clocking on the older boy waving his arms too, Dezi moved HIS own arms a tiny bit faster. He couldn't really go much faster than this. "WHYYY are you talking like an OLD MAN?" Because he really, really was. The only person who called him "dear boy" was his neighbour and he was a shady figure who had a knack for keeping newspapers for NO REASoN WHATSOEVER. (Dezi was still decided to crack that mystery before he went off to school).

The eleven year old did appreciate the elbow linking, though. After NO ONE had traded his pennies for knuts so he could play in the gumball machine, he was beginning to think every wizard was just a little MEAN.

NOT THIS BOY!

...........


WHAT?!

"There's barbecued sausage?" Quickly, he spun back around (taking his new mentor with him, of course) to look over the flavours again. How had he missed that?! "It's like .... DESSERT with SAUSAGE!!" This boy was a genius. "YES, that's the ONE!"

"Because I'm older than YOU." OBviously. Hadn't it been obvious? It was ALLLLL obvious to Beau so the fact that this boy hadn't cottoned on to that yet. GOOODNIZZZZZ. But whATever it was alll in the past because they were going to get the BEST flavour ice cream that there WAS. IN. THE. WORLD. IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE HUGE ROUND WORLD (because yes the world was round, why did people think differently omg) !!

The SHOCK that the kid hadn't even HEARD of the flavour almost knocked the Gryffindor to his FEET. Ugh UGH UUUGGGHHH HoOOooOOOOOOOWWWW?!?!!?!?!?!?!???!!!!!!!

"HOW DID YOU MISS IT?!!??!" Because it was the best looking one and was the best tasting one -- not that the kid would know about the latter, but he was about to! "I'll get us BOTH the biggest ice cream they have. YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT." And the other customers were going to LOVE how loud they were.

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Dorian was slightly on edge as he sat in one of the booths, eating his ice cream while waiting for his father. He started to wonder why he had agreed to wait here and not somewhere that didn't bring back his possession. Perhaps he had not wanted to look weak in front of his father but he already envisioned someone crash inside the parlor with a broomstick and... He took a deep breath and told himself that he was being silly. The only reason why he was nervous was the similarity of the places, nothing else.

He had chosen a seat that had view of the door and he told himself that he used this seat so that he could see when his father entered ....and not because if an attack happened again he could run away as quickly as possible. Still no father though so the Ravenclaw continued to eat his ice cream.

Iceeeeee creaaaaam time! Lucas parted ways with his mother for a little while she got her own shopping done. The stipulation was...he had to carry all his own bags. He still needed to go to Malkins tomorrow since he'd been WRONGFULLY kicked out today! hMPH.

With all of his bags, though, he was off balance. Had he ever carried this many at one time? The answer was N. O. NO. But he was determined! He used his tush to backwards-push the door open and was immediately thrown off by a chair leg-- he tripped over it-- and he tumbled doooooooown to the ground, the contents of some of his bags doing so too.

MERLIN'S BAGGY PANTS THIS WAS NOT GOOD. Not good at all. Plus, he was embarrassed.

And his cheeks were turning into tomaaaaatoes. And he didn't even really like tomatoes.

Maddie shrugged nonchalantly at the confirmation of her clothes being okay. "Cool," she said, "I've never taken an ice cream bath, but it sounds really sticky...and cold." Part of it sounded kind of fun, too, but...not in the middle of Diagon Alley. She watched the boy take a lick of his ice cream then turned to do the same to hers. "So you want to sit here?" she asked, gesturing toward an empty seat. "I'm Maddie. Do you go to Hogwarts?" If he did, she'd never seen him there. "I do. I'm going to be a third year."

Which meant she was now a super cool TEENAGER.

Maddie fished in her pocket and took out her school supply list. Reading it over, she mentally checked off every place she'd been to and all the school supplies she'd bought. Uhh...her mom was going to be mad, wasn't she? "Gotten all your school supplies yet?" she asked. "Not me. I'm supposed to be, though." She should probably get right on that soon.

Had he not been excessively watching the door for any potential danger, he would have jumped in shock when someone tripped over the chair leg but he had and the Ravenclaw could not help himself.

He laughed out loud at the scene because how could he NOT? What made it even better was that the boy clearly got embarrassed as Dorian saw that even his face turned bright red. Poor kid.

He wasn't that heartless though so after laughing, the third year ate the last bit of his ice cream (cause priorities) before standing up to help him. "Nice landing" he snickered. "Need help getting your stuff back?" he asked as he motioned to the items all over the floor. He was sure some had even rolled under a booth.

WELL. "TRUE!! But you're not OLD." Dezi bounced a little on the spot (he really, really, REALLY was excited to get this ice cream and didn't understand why they were just chatting away but okay) and observed the older boy. Squinty eyes and everything. He didn't LOOK old but maybe he was?? This was WIZARD WORLD. He couldn't trust anything. "Are you like ancient?? Where's your beard?"

Because Merlin ALWAYS had a beard. Duh.

He literally FLAILED, sure that he was ruining his reputation as a wizard already. "LOOK! There was just too many!!" Honestly. But even if he was somewhat failing at this whole wizard thing, it was okay because now the older bo -- ANCIENT BOY -- was gonna help him. And get him ice cream. THE BIGGESTEST EVER!! "YAY! Can I have sprinkles???" OH MY GOD. "DO THEY HAVE KETCHUP TOPPINGS?!"

Such chill.

SPOILER!!: Maddie

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Maddie shrugged nonchalantly at the confirmation of her clothes being okay. "Cool," she said, "I've never taken an ice cream bath, but it sounds really sticky...and cold." Part of it sounded kind of fun, too, but...not in the middle of Diagon Alley. She watched the boy take a lick of his ice cream then turned to do the same to hers. "So you want to sit here?" she asked, gesturing toward an empty seat. "I'm Maddie. Do you go to Hogwarts?" If he did, she'd never seen him there. "I do. I'm going to be a third year."

Which meant she was now a super cool TEENAGER.

Maddie fished in her pocket and took out her school supply list. Reading it over, she mentally checked off every place she'd been to and all the school supplies she'd bought. Uhh...her mom was going to be mad, wasn't she? "Gotten all your school supplies yet?" she asked. "Not me. I'm supposed to be, though." She should probably get right on that soon.

Sticky and cold..

“Yeah, not as appealing as it might seem.” You know, the thought of being surrounded by all that sweet and dessert. Would have required a regular bath afterwards making it worse. Huh…sit there? Did he want to? Septimus’ eyes briefly flitted around, noticing the summer crowds were perched in the shoppe as well. “Um…if you wouldn’t mind.” Though he realized given her gesturing, she might not so the second year took the hint and the seat.

“Septimus,” he remarked, returning the introduction. “And yeah I do…as a second year.” So she, Maddie, had a one up on him. They seemed to be on even keel with supply shopping, though. “Not everything,” the Ravenclaw admitted. “I can only stand dealing with so many crowded shops a visit.”

Maddie shrugged and gestured toward the empty second a second time. "Truth be told, shopping alone in Diagon Alley isn't as much fun as I thought it'd be. I thought it'd be super cool to not have to be at my mom's side for once," she admitted. "It's boring, though." She didn't really know this boy, but he was a welcome change from the loneliness the day had brought along.

Oh, cool. So he was a Hogwarts student. She just didn't know him, because he was a whole year younger than she was. It felt strange to be older than someone. Most Hogwarts students Maddie talked to seemed to be older than her. "Septimus is a cool name," she said. "What house are you in? I'm a Hufflepuff!"

A sudden movement through the window caught Maddie's eye, and she turned to see her little brother motioning for her to come outside. Sighing, she turned to her new friend. "Sorry, Septimus. The little brother is letting me know it's time to go," she said. "Enjoy your ice cream!" What was left of it anyway. "Maybe I'll see you at school sometime!" With a smile toward the slightly younger boy, she headed out.

"This look like a good spot?" David asked, looking back at Grace and Cissa as he nodded to an empty booth by a window. Holding his ice cream and Grace's ice cream in one hand and Cissa's in the other, he'd wait for them to sit and get settled before handing them over. Especially for Cissa. His daughter was only a couple months from being two years old - Merlin, that was a weird thought - but there was still the possibility that she'd drop or spill it.

Which, admittedly, could be hilarious. But also a waste of money, so y'know, he'd be responsible for once and make sure she was seated first. They all deserved this ice cream break before they continued their day off around Diagon Alley.

Daichi had been looking forward to this day for some time now. The last time he had seen Sonea was a couple of years ago. If he wasn't mistaken, Dorian had been 8 at the time. He had send some letters to her, asking how she was and what was going on in her life. Being a friend really. But this was the first time they would meet in person again.

He tucked on the sleeves of his black suit and checked if his tie was on correctly while looking in the window reflection of the ice cream shop and then entered. The only reason he was wearing a suit was because he had to get back to work in an hour and he had not wanted to change clothes.

After ordering and getting a simply strawberry flavored ice cream, Daichi walked to the nearest booth and sat on the couch before checking his pocket watch. He hoped she wasn't too late. He didn't want to get fired for being back late for work himself...

With her high heels clicking on the ground, a pink purse hanging on her shoulder and her long dark hair hanging lose over her shoulder the old Slyhterin looked around for her school friend, Daichi. She did not have much friends because of one simple reason, much people were just not good enough to be around her. A witch like her, from a good family and a pure bloodline was just not somebody anyone could be friends with. But... Although Daichi was easy and not that special, she liked him. Hmm, he must be so crateful to have me as his friend, she thought while nodding to herself. Yes, Daichi was lucky to have the privilege being friends with her...

Looking around her, standing still she noticed her old friend, already eating some ice cream and she smiled for just a moment before she looked cool again, with her chin lifted up, her black and very expensive looking dress making her look younger she walking toward the other wizard. "Long time not seen" She said with a light voice, sitting in front of her friend.

It had been the sound of high heels that had caught his attention to the door. He knew that Sonea prefered to be wearing heels so when he heard the sound, the Ministry worker turned around in his seat and waved at the young woman to show where he was.

As he waiting for her to come to his booth, Daichi felt something drip on his hand and he quickly began to eat the ice cream again.

She was right. It had been a long time since they had last seen each other. "I believe it has been five, give or take a few years since we last saw each other" he said as he watched her taking a seat. "I like your dress, very stylish" as an ex worker in the fashion industry this was something he looked at. "Do you want an ice cream? My treat"

Now sitting in front of her old friend she crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair but decided immediately to not sit too comfortable because who knew what had happened with the chair she sat in before she sat down on it? Maybe a dirty child had been sitting on it and now she had the child's dirt on her clothes... No... Sitting with her back upright in the chair she smiled politely at Daichi. "Thank you for the compliment, my dress is indeed perfect, she nodded. Looking at Daichi she nodded, I take you offer, thank you" she said while taking the menu card with a whole list of all the different ice creams the shop offered. A smile formed on her lips and she looked at her old friend, lowering the menu card. "It's sad that there are no ice creams with duck facer, I remember that you liked it once when we were younger" grinning she looked back at the menu card, enjoying the memory when she had tricked him to eat a duck...

"I take the strawberry flavored ice cream, because it's pink" she told the boy who came to take her order. "So, how are you doing now? You had a kid right? What was his name again? Dave or Dennis?"

It did not suprise him that Sonea agreed to her fashion style. Most people would say something along the lines of 'oh this old thing? I just found it in my closet' when it came to dressing fancy. But not her. She was brutally honest and sometimes that could be embarrassing and awkward but he also appreciated people who were like that. His own kid was like that as well.

What was also funny to him was the fact that they both wore formal clothing at an icecream parlor. Probably not the smartest thing to do...But if he spilled something he'd could just wave his wand and make it dissapear. Magic. What's not to love about it?

As Sonea was deciding on the ice cream she wanted, Daichi looked around the parlor and then looked back at her when she mentioned the time he had eaten a duck while they were both at school together. He had no idea what a facer was though but he got the concept she was getting at. "Yeah, i remember you tricking me in to that" he said as he crossed his arms and stared at her.

But then he let out a chuckle and unfolded his arms again. "It's not that big of a deal really" Like, yeah he loves ducks. But what happened , happened. Besides, that happened almost twenty years ago" And he didn't hold a grudge.....anymore.

"Dorian" He corrected her as Sonea was guessing his son's name. "He's a third year at Hogwarts now." it was scary how time flew by. "Ravenclaw student" he added. "I was secretly hoping he'd be in Slytherin like me. Cause best House ever right?" heh. "But we can't have all the things i guess" As for himself. Nothing much had changed. He still worked at the Ministery of Magic.

"What about you? Last time i saw you were carrying a baby. How is she now?"

The summer days were flying by and it was already time to get to back to school shopping. No shopping trip would be complete without a trip to get the Alley's best ice cream. After ordering a scoop of the most wonderful chocolate ice cream, Emmalyn made her way to the far corner booth and waited for Daisy to join her. She had so much to tell her friend and couldn't wait to hear how her summer had gone so far.

Once settled into the booth, she took a small bite of her frozen treat, letting the cool and creamy chocolate spread over her tongue. Her eyes closed as she savored that first, and best, taste.

Daisy always liked to have a nice refreshing treat at Florean Fortescue's before buying any of her school supplies. After ordering two scoops of Butterbeer ice-cream, Daisy searched for a booth to sit down in. She soon spotted Emmalyn sitting in the far corner booth and made her way over and sat down opposite her.

"Hey, Em! How has your Summer been thus far?"

She waived excitedly when she saw Daisy heading her way. It had only been a short time since she last saw her friend, but it felt like it had been forever. "Hi, Daisy! My summer has been great, how about you? Have you enjoyed spending time with your aunt?"

She took a few small bites of her chocolate ice cream, savoring each one. "How's your ice cream? I guess I should get adventurous next time a get a new flavor, but this chocolate is just so good." She took a few more bites while she gave Daisy a chance to answer. Talking too much was starting to be an issue for her. It was strange how much her confidence had grown after she started living with Kay.

Daisy nodded and smiled. "It has been so fun having my aunt over at my place. It has done mum a world of good. They seem to be growing closer."

She had a couple of bites of her ice-cream before answering Emmalyn's question. "Butterbeer flavour is my favourite. Maybe when I am older, I'll try more daring flavours."

So, what did you get up to during your holidays?"

"I need to try the butterbeer next time. It sounds good." She liked butterbeer, so ice cream flavored like it should taste good too. She was with Daisy on not trying the more daring flavors. It would be such a waste of money if they didn't turn out to be yummy.

Before she had a chance to answer her next question, she noticed something strange going on over at the toppings bar. "What's that? What's going on over there?" She pointed and started to get up out of the booth. "Let's go check it out." She was already heading that way, hoping Daisy would follow.

To say it was an easy summer would be an understatement. Chloe McCarthy hadn't been fully herself since the attack and her parents were now not sure if she would be allowed to go back to Hogwarts in the fall. She had mixed feelings about that and it made her even worse. The usually happy outgoing blonde was now being quieter than usual and when talks of not going back came up she would get emotional because she was the seeker and they were counting on her.

She had been playing for her Germany recreational team, but it wasn't the same. Now that she was on the Ravenclaw team she felt nothing could top that.

Finding her way to the ice cream place Chloe had ordered and headed to a booth while she waited on Regina to order as well. It was so fun to be able to go a shop over away from the adults, though she knew Aunt Mariel would be close, especially since they hadn't solved the disappearance of children thing yet. She was just glad Alejandro had come back home.

Javy was enjoying the summer quite nicely, thank you very much. He had taken his usual vacation days off to spend time with his family before arriving back to England. He wasn't alone though, naturally. With his husband and youngest son, they decided to take a break from shopping to enjoy a particularly cool treat to combat the heat. For him it was a nice Canary Cream, Lemon drop, and Vanilla ice cream cone. "Want a lick?" He offered Pierie after they chose a booth together. "and settle down, Curtis." Merlin knew how things will be next year for him. Having previously taught at the school, he was pensive over Curtis heading off then.

Curtis loved the summer. Why? He didn't have to deal with BORING school work and evil teachers. He got to spend more time with his Daddy, Papa, and Big Brother Toby. He missed Toby though with him being busy. But at least he got to have some ice cream now as he bounced off the soles of his shoes. "Mmm, thanks! I'll RACE YOU!" The ten-year-old took his triple fudge chocolate scoop of ice cream with alot of sprinkles before he ran to the booth to beat his parents. No one would out run him today as a shower of sprinkles rained behind him from his cone.

Settle down.. Curtis waited until Papa Javy turned his head before he stuck his tongue out. Nope, not happening. Well, maybe when he ate his ice cream. But after that. Nope, nope, nope.

The summer time made old Pierson Fuller-Thompson a happier man. The sunshine did him well, as did the company of his very, very attractive husband and their all-too-like-his-father son. Oh, he loved them. And even though Diagon Alley was crowded and everyone and their MOTHER was getting ice cream, Piers wanted to do it too.

He got his own cone, a tower of chocolate and vanilla, because he was a boring, traditional old man, but he did take a bite of Javy's when he offered. Yeah, he offered a lick. But Piers took a bite and gave him a smug smile.

"Oi, you stick that tongue back in your mouth and apologize to your papa, young man." Merlin knew where he picked THAT up from... Him. It was definitely him. "And then settle down. You can run around after you eat." He didn't want to be cleaning up ice cream off of his son before they were here even five minutes.

Piers sighed and sat down by his husband, resting a hand on his knee as his eyes wandered. He wondered if he'd see anyone he knew well... old coworkers or past students. It was quite a busy place.

Javy smirked at Piers just about taking more than a lick off his. He wasn't surprised. In some ways he could see exactly where Curtis got his behavior from. "Good? You already made a mess." He gently pressed his thumb over to wipe off the ice cream mess before he stuck it in his own mouth to taste. Mm, yes he didn't even need to ask. Now they had to sit together like a nice family. He wondered where their eldest son was up to today, he had grown into the fine man as expected with his own set of kids.. Merlin, when did they get old. He had been looking out the window to see the scenery when apparently Curtis chose this opportunity to disrespect him.

"That's right Curtis, behave now or you're going straight home to the chair." Being a father had its challenges, but what can he say. He loved it. It was his best job ever, especially with his long time partner-in-crime on a united front with each other's decisions.

"But... but..." Wibble, wibble. Nah, Curtis wasn't going to cry. He wanted to cry though. Just to get their attention more. It worked GREAT when he was young. Papa would get mad, he'd cry to Daddy and vice versa. But lately all the attention was fading away the more he made trouble. That wasn't fun at all.. and he did NOT want to end up in the chair again. He pouted instead, he would've folded his arms if he didn't have an ice cream in his hand. "...Sorry Papa." Why did they have to be so MEAN with him? Licking his ice cream after he stopped bouncing in his chair. That's when he had an idea. "Daddy tell me the story of how you two met again." His legs started kicking off the chair as if he was on a fun ride.