Dani laughed- "Emphasising the kid part. When I got to Beauxbatons, I got in with the popular crowd... I still am, they're all my friends but... I wasn't the best behaved there. We got into all sorts of trouble" she sighed, a little embarassed. She really had been one of the troublecausers, but only when it had been necessary. "I only ever got like one detention, but it was shared... we managed to avoid the worst punishments with our charms" she laughed- "Teachers were somewhat more... leniant there" she admitted.

She smirked and nodded- "Yeah, maybe" she smiled as she sighed and looked at some weird anti spot stuff, it looked practically corrosive, she put it down and sighed. "It's so weird thinking that we're gonna be like... over thirty when they're our age" she said a little wide eyed.

Athena loved this shop. No, 'love' was an understatement. She could live in this shop and never leave. A smile formed in her lips as she walked through the front door, inhaling the many beautiful fragrances. She took a deep breath, looking around the semi-crowded shop. She took out a little piece of paper from her handbag, a list of everything she needs for one school year and the list wasn't a short one.
"Where's the shopkeeper?" she said to herself while examining the products in the first aisle.

Great. She was thirteen. Sierra was thirteen. This meant that yes, Sierra was definitely way behind her classmates when it came to things like boys and growing up in general. She'd always blamed it on not having a mother, but yeah, she couldn't exactly say that anymore. She'd already met at least two people who also lived with their father, and they seemed perfectly fine with things like boys, make-up, and...what was that Taryn had? Apple scented shampoo?

Sierra picked up a bottle of it and did the same thing Taryn did. She twisted off the lid and took in a long sniff. *cough cough* Okay, maybe that was too much of a sniff. She put the shampoo back on the shelf as she said, "Thirteen." She shrugged. Sure, she liked apples, but she'd just nearly coughed her lungs out trying to take a sniff of the shampoo. "Yeah, ...they're alright." Topic change. "So Taryn, you said you...are going to Hogwarts?" Had the girl even said? Sierra couldn't remember...

Had Taryn said that? Oh. "Yes, I am. Although I hope it doesn't matter that I'm a few years late getting there." She laughed lightly to herself and knew it didn't. "Do you like Hogwarts, Sierra?" Taryn turned to face the girl, offering genuine interest, "Could you tell me about it? I've heard the most lovely stories." There was a pause before she added, "And a few rather unlovely ones as well.."

But she was focusing on the GOOD PART.

Ooooh, get you Amy said with a grin. Amy had never been "popular". Mainly because her friends were, in her's and their words, freaks. Utter freaks who ran around, squealed and laughed. A lot. But her friendship with Sammy was the best, ever. That said, the past year she'd started to make some more friends and she'd met loads over the holidays.

Ah, so she was a little reb. Like Amy had been in her first year. And then she grew up/stopped being friends with Simon, which had definatley worked and she'd behaved quite well from them. Well, quite, she'd still had her fair share of detentions, but not quite so much. Yeah, Amy nodded, running a hand over the items and picking another one, it's not like that at Hogwarts, she dropped the product into her basket, much tougher there, she said with a nod, before looking back up. Unfortunatley.

Ewww don't Amy shuddered, I may get old but I'm always going to be immature she said with a giggle, picking up something else

"Sounds good." Orchid said as she nodded and smiled, then left the shop with a quick, "See you there."

Sierra shrugged. She guessed it didn't matter. Well, she'd missed a whole two years of her school life, which included the awesomeness that was Slytherin winning everything last school year. She was really aiming for a threepeat this year, which meant she hoped they'd win the house cup, the Quidditch cup, and Gobstones this year. All three. Yup. "You'll catch on soon enough," she remarked, "especially if you've grown up with wizarding parents."

"Yeah, it's pretty much the best when it comes to schools," she answered, not like she'd been to any others, though. It beat Muggle school any day. Chemistry instead of Potions? Math instead of Arithmancy? ...whatever. "I better go. I'm supposed to be meeting my dad soon. I'll catch up with you on the train, though." She looked at the girl for about a second longer then turned and left the shop.

Candi walked into Primpernelles. Oh what she really needed right now was some new shampoo and conditioner for the apartment she was renting in downtown London. She picked up a scent. Mmm melon. She liked this scent. Then Candi grabbed an apple scent. Ohh this one smelled like candy apples in her opinion. Perfect for her.

Mandie walked into Madame Primpernelles and delighted immediately in the warm, scented air. Mandie walked down the aisles until she found the Beautifying Line; exactly what she was looking for.

She grabbed the acne remover, unwanted hair remover and basic beautifying potion. She didn't know what the latter did but she was going to buy it anyway; she did need it, she thought as she store critically at her reflection in a near misted window.

Of course, she didn't have any pimples or unwanted at hair at the moment. But it didn't hurt to have it at hand; there was only so much that muggle contraptions could do.

She walked back down the aisle and contemplated buying some other stuff, seeing as it wasn't too much, Mandie also grabbed Butterbeer Scented Bubblebath and Pumpkin Scented Shampoo and Conditioner.

Mandie walked over to the counter struggling to hold all of the items in her arms while still balancing the bag she always wore over her shoulder. Let's just say it wasn't an easy task.

Cleo walked into the beauty store. This was a place she knew she could love. She remembered the make up she had worn in Egypt at her school, and then she remembered how her future husbund had himself given her some from England. Then she remembered the Monarch, and her eyes widened in rage. How DARE he. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself. Things would be different here.
She walked towards the shelves and examined the products.

Maine appeared with a loud POP in the middle of the shop, right next to an aisle of shampoos. She was hanging on to a girl who appeared to have twisted her ankle. Frowning, she pulled out her wand.

Muttereing an 'Episkey', she pointed her wand at the girl's leg.

That should do it.

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Maine appeared with a loud POP in the middle of the shop, right next to an aisle of shampoos. She was hanging on to a girl who appeared to have twisted her ankle. Frowning, she pulled out her wand.

Muttereing an 'Episkey', she pointed her wand at the girl's leg.

That should do it.

When her foot hit the ground she was almost sore. Oh, goodness this girl was amazing. Smiling Alicia thanked her.

"Thank you," she smiled as her ankle popped, twisted, and contorted back into place. It was painful but - better than walking on it. "Please don't be scared, but I'm not who I look like...I was in disguise back there" she admitted her accent thickening, crisping, and becoming more Parisian than French Canadian. "My name is Alicia Devereaux" she whispered after she changed her hair back to its normal blond locks using Intaris and changing her eyes back to their normal striking blue.

That was the easy part. Now, it was time for her face and body in general - that would hurt, probably not as badly as it had before.

"Malifius" she flicked her wand at her face - the shape changing to its usual features the sliding of bones was not comfortable but she was back to normal. Then another body changing spell - well she was canceling it out. "Haniros" she said as she tapped her wand onto her head, wand hand's shoulder, and opposite shoulder. Her height changed back to its normal shortness. Repeating the process again her build changed and she was back to her short blond self.

"Hello I'm Alicia Devereaux, I think I met you at the protest earlier." She smiled. "My boyfriend asked me not to go and I realized I still had my sign on me so I ditched the sign, changed my look and then proceeded to slip and hurt myself, lost the locket he gave me for Christmas in front of him....as you can probably tell I was trying to be inconspicuous and failed." She smiled.

The final spell she did was one to tweak the look of her clothing. This way she didn't look like she was wearing everything that 'Cicilia' had been wearing. "Oh by the way...the look person - the name of the disguise is Cicilia DeMartin" she smiled over to him. "Does this look...odd?" She asked, pointing to what she was wearing she wanted to look her normal quirky self - so odd would be good. If Jax hadn't followed them.

If he had she was found, she was in trouble, and she was most likely dead. Well not dead - she would have loads of explaining to do. As if she didn't already - where was her locket. She'd forgotten to grab it. She had explaining to do....someone mugged her that would be her story.

Milton heard a loud sound and went to investigate. Had someone just apparated into his shop? How incredibly rude! He raised an eyebrow spotting the two ladies. "Everything alright here?" he asked.

Alicia nodded to milton. "Sorry, I just couldn't walk...we were looking for some hair potion." She asked, smiling. "Sorry about aparating." She smiled over to him. She felt bad really but now her ankle was better, "I was looking also to refill this" she took a bottle of perfume out. It was rather large, and smelled like Lilac and Lavender.

Milton blinked. They were looking for hair potion and they thought the appropriate way to do that was by apparating into his shop? But... if they were planning on buying something then he couldn't get too mad.

"Brilliant. You're in luck. I actually was just finishing working on perfume in the back." Meaning. He was finally ready to start carrying the product.

Maine flushed a deep scarlet.

"I'm so sorry," she said, ducking a little to hide her red face. "But she broke her ankle and she needed a hair potion."

Maine really felt terrible, but unfortunately, they couldn't undo what had happened...

Milton looked between the two ladies. "Umm..." he said unsure of what else to do. "Are... are you alright now?" he asked addressing the other woman.

He wasn't quite sure the relationship between breaking one's ankle and needing hair potion...

But, then again, he didn't know a thing about female problems.