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On the quiet North End of the Street lies a vibrant storefront polished to its finest where you enter a world of brooms, bludgers, snitches and much more. Displayed at the window of the Quality Quidditch Supplies shop is the latest released broom. As you enter in the shelves and displays are the first thing you notice neatly stacked with other brooms, team posters, and robes galore.
Between the side walls there are various shelves that are filled with various Quidditch supplies and goods. Following the displays of brooms and the like, towards the back you see another section of displays, not of brooms, but the side walls of the shop are neatly stacked with frames, gobstones, and matching merchandise for support. Feel free to stroll along and find what you need to aid you in your game play. Lastly, the back wall displays books and other reading materials, all to do with Gobstones and Quodpot of course.
Towards the back you see another section of displays with little knick-knacks and toys perfect for all ages. Only our most privileged customers are permitted to enter the back room of the shop. Here we hold unique items and remaining stock of items that aren't able to fit on the displays or are in need of refurbishing. At the very back is a door where the shopkeeper does his admin work. Once you’ve found and decided on the goods you wish to purchase, you may bring them along your way towards the counter found right in the center towards the back of the shop. The shopkeeper may seem busy but that won't stop him from assisting anyone.
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Price List
Books
Rule Book - 10 Sickles
Quidditch Through the Ages - 12 Sickles
The Catching Flyer - 11 Sickles
30 Ways to Fly - 12 Sickles, 5 Knuts
Magazines *Magazines priced at 5 Knuts
Quidditch World*
The Quibbler*
Quidditch International*
Bludgers and Broomsticks*
Snitch: The Magazine*
Quodpot Extreme*
Wizarding Sports Programming Magazine*
Wizarding Highlights In Media*
Starter Brooms
Toy Broomstick - 5 Galleons
Training Broom - 10 Galleons
Blasting Star II - 15 Galleons
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How could you not grin at that. Jordan was very good looking and Edmund was feeling a bit nervous all of the sudden. His next words took Ed by surprised though, "You are a professor at Hogwarts? Yes, Gaston is part of the band, one of the original members. We haven't changed too much, just Gaston stepping back and picking up two younger singers." A small smile grew even bigger as he spoke of the band and his music.
Following Jordan into the building he looked around before they were greeted by another male, hello hot men around quidditch supplies, he should have figured this would all be good. "Hello" He allowed Jordan to follow first and he kept up.
As the keeper spoke and then headed away Ed looked around, "Well what should we do first?" He was a fish out of water here so he hoped Jordan had some ideas.
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This guy seemed really enthusiast when he talked about his music career. A passionate man, Jordan approved that. "I was a professor there, I taught Care of Magical Creatures." Jordan nodded. "But I resigned from my position... around five years ago? Now I work for Department of Magical Creatures in Ministry of Magic." As much as he loved teaching but handling the teenagers were just... not his cup of coffee. So yeah, he didn't resign because of the crazy monster that happened on his last year of teaching there.
Jordan smiled at the other guy who seemed like the keeper of this shop. "Thank you." And there was a note for both of them. Hmmm... "Well... I think we should start with riding the broomstick." Hopefully Edmund wasn't afraid of heights.
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Creature, Ed nodded as he listened, "Gaston as always passionate about teaching and had a soft spot for the youth even when we were at school together. I know leaving Hogwarts was hard on him." Looking around and trying to refresh himself with all the equipment he made sure to fully listen. "A creature person, do you have a favorite?" He was curious, maybe he could even as the man what was the best pet for a single guy that traveled.
A shy smile crossed his lips as he scratched the back of his neck. "May I admit something that I hope doesn't make this evening go bad? I think the last time I flew a broom I was still in school. So I might be rubbish at it." That was alright though, he hoped. Walking over to one not even really knowing what brand it was he picked it up.
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A creature guy, hehe. Jordan had never mind being called that, in fact most of his dates (men or women), often used that specific term to refer him. "Winged horses, I used to do some researches about them to back in university and worked in an abraxan sanctuary before teaching." He answered. Up until now, he still wanted to have his own sanctuary which, currently he and his former classmate in university were working together and investing in one.
"Same, and it was at flying lesson. So we can be rubbish on flying together." The 39 year-old said chuckling. It didn't matter after all, right? What mattered now they're having fun together. Looking around, Jordan decided to grab a Nimbus, at least he knew this broom was very popular and being used by many quidditch player. "I think that broom seems okay." He said. "Shall we?"
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"Oh wow, those are beautiful creatures. I've always been amazed by them." He would probably feel better about trying to ride one of them then these little brooms right about now. He wasn't that out of shape, but he wasn't that into shape either.
Watching his date find a broom as well he smiled, "Now that I know the name, but this.." He glanced at the generic name on the side, "I'm not really sure if I ever heard of it. Let's see what they can do." Mounting it he got up off the ground just little ways before he slipped off the side.
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Jordan grinned. He had been interested in winged horse ever since his teenage years and he loved talking about it. "I have an access to one of the abraxan sanctuary, if you're interested to see and maybe, ride one. I can arrange that." Did that mean there would be another date for both of them? It seemed so. But for now, let's just finish this mission or whatever it was. Glancing at Ed's broomstick, the 39 year-old had no idea either about what it was but he was sure it's not that bad as his. "I don't think this shop sells ordinary products, Ed. But let's try and..." Suddenly he had an idea. "Why don't we make this more fun and make it a competition? So whoever lose will buy a drink or dinner."
He started mounting the broomstick and got off from the ground. Whoops, this wasn't as difficult at it was.
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Was he asking him on another date? Ed couldn't help but give a smile to this thought, he knew this date wasn't close to being over, but the thought of a second was nice. "I'd love to go see them sometime." They didn't have another tour scheduled so he would have some time on his hands.
Getting back up and dusting off his pants from the fall he got back on the broom, but before lifting again he looked over at Jordan as he spoke of competition. "Alright, I think we could do that." The man just did see him fall, so it was probably an easy win for his date.
Quality Quidditch Supplies. One would probably think that Pavel as a member of the England National Quidditch team had enough spares and extra of all equipment and clothes that a beater could need. However this big, but handsome dude with his mesmerizing brown eyes didn’t think so. Stepping into the quiet quidditch shop Pavel made his way around the shop browsing the magazines and books his eyes stopping on the book title of 30 way’s to fly. Maybe he should by that for Nyx since she was always interested in new seeker tricks? Venturing over to the sports supplies section Pavel stopped to look at the beater bats.
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Quality Quidditch Supplies. One would probably think that Pavel that as a member of the England National Quidditch team had enough spares and extra of all equipment and clothes that a beater could need. However this big, but handsome dude with his mesmerizing brown eyes didn’t think so. Stepping into the quiet quidditch shop Pavel made his way around the shop browsing the magazines and books his eyes stopping on the book title of 30 way’s to fly. Maybe he should by that for Nyx since she was always interested in new seeker tricks? Venturing over to the sports supplies section Pavel stopped to look at the beater bats.
The buzz was making him feel young again. It reminded him of his former glory days as the Magpies' star keeper and later the same for the England National team. Never mind the fact that had all been nearly 30 years ago. The excitement of the sport still had him wound up since he stuck with his home team as their former coach, former manager, and current owner.
With that said, it was no surprise that Colin MacKenzie had found his way inside Quality Quidditch Supplies. In the past he frequented the shop for himself and his son, but now he was here on behalf of his grandson who was in need of some apparel and supplies for the upcoming competition.
He also wouldn't have minded being recognized himself. Even with greying hair and being over 50, the man still liked to think of himself as relevant. His legacy still lived on, thank you very much.
"Well, look what the Kneazle dragged in," Colin stated when he caught sight of Pavel. He really only recognized the other, but he was well acquainted with the younger man's co-beater and captain for the World Cup. "Did Cynthia send ye here to replace her bat, or are ye lookin' for yerself?"
With that said, it was no surprise that Colin MacKenzie had found his way inside Quality Quidditch Supplies. In the past he frequented the shop for himself and his son, but now he was here on behalf of his grandson who was in need of some apparel and supplies for the upcoming competition.
He also wouldn't have minded being recognized himself. Even with greying hair and being over 50, the man still liked to think of himself as relevant. His legacy still lived on, thank you very much.
"Well, look what the Kneazle dragged in," Colin stated when he caught sight of Pavel. He really only recognized the other, but he was well acquainted with the younger man's co-beater and captain for the World Cup. "Did Cynthia send ye here to replace her bat, or are ye lookin' for yerself?"
Pavel stood in front of the supplies shelves eyeing the beater bats on display with want in his eyes and was about to pick one down to examine it when he was distracted by a voice. Casting a glance over his left shoulder at the man that owned the voice he nodded in recognition. "Mr MacKenzie, how’s it going?" Pavel wasn’t exactly very acquainted with the elder man but he knew that MacKenzie had a familial relation to his captain Cynthia.,
Gesturing to the beater bat’s on the shelves Pavel shrugged. "Both I suppose. You know Cynthia would never willingly admit to anyone that she need’s a new bat, but I’d like to be prepared. Our next match against Portugal will most likely be fierce."
Taking down a bat to examine it further, Pavel raised his gaze to look at Colin "So what bring’s you here Mr MacKenzie just browsing or buying?"
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Was he asking him on another date? Ed couldn't help but give a smile to this thought, he knew this date wasn't close to being over, but the thought of a second was nice. "I'd love to go see them sometime." They didn't have another tour scheduled so he would have some time on his hands.
Getting back up and dusting off his pants from the fall he got back on the broom, but before lifting again he looked over at Jordan as he spoke of competition. "Alright, I think we could do that." The man just did see him fall, so it was probably an easy win for his date.
"So how do we win?"
The next date already huh, Hernandez? He didn't mind if Ed wouldn't have time for that since he's busy touring for his gig or anything else. He would totally understand that. Perhaps not calling their next thing as a date would be better... Yeah. Play cool, Jordan.
A cheeky smirk was formed by his lips. So how were they going to determine who's going to win this game? "Just like a regular quidditch, try to score as many as you can, and I guess there is a snitch here so that includes too... but if someone fell down from the broomstick, they lose. How does it sound?" It didn't sound bad, did it? "Ready?" Now he's already up in the air flying and try so hard to get a balance so he wouldn't fall down to the ground.
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Pavel stood in front of the supplies shelves eyeing the beater bats on display with want in his eyes and was about to pick one down to examine it when he was distracted by a voice. Casting a glance over his left shoulder at the man that owned the voice he nodded in recognition. "Mr MacKenzie, how’s it going?" Pavel wasn’t exactly very acquainted with the elder man but he knew that MacKenzie had a familial relation to his captain Cynthia.,
Gesturing to the beater bat’s on the shelves Pavel shrugged. "Both I suppose. You know Cynthia would never willingly admit to anyone that she need’s a new bat, but I’d like to be prepared. Our next match against Portugal will most likely be fierce."
Taking down a bat to examine it further, Pavel raised his gaze to look at Colin "So what bring’s you here Mr MacKenzie just browsing or buying?"
Colin flashed the young man the classic 'Hot Scot' MacKenzie smile the instant he responded. "I'm doin' just fine, thank ye. How about yeself?" Just looking at Pavel, he could only assume that the man was doing well. Arguably great, considering how well England was performing so far in the World Cup.
MacKenzie let out a hearty chuckle when it was mentioned that Cynthia would never admit to needing a new bat. "Aye. Right ye are about that. A proud lassie, she is, that one. But a new bat ne'er hurt anyone. Better to have a new one rather than en' up havin' one snap on ye in the middle of a match," he responded, nodding his head in agreement. "An' Portugal, aye, tha' lot can get pretty feisty."
When he was asked whether he was browsing or buying, Colin help up a team jersey that he had at hand. "Buyin' fer my grandson. Got myself a wee Quidditch star in th' makin'. Thinkin' about gettin' him a trainin' broom today."
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The next date already huh, Hernandez? He didn't mind if Ed wouldn't have time for that since he's busy touring for his gig or anything else. He would totally understand that. Perhaps not calling their next thing as a date would be better... Yeah. Play cool, Jordan.
A cheeky smirk was formed by his lips. So how were they going to determine who's going to win this game? "Just like a regular quidditch, try to score as many as you can, and I guess there is a snitch here so that includes too... but if someone fell down from the broomstick, they lose. How does it sound?" It didn't sound bad, did it? "Ready?" Now he's already up in the air flying and try so hard to get a balance so he wouldn't fall down to the ground.
What was all the smiles Edmund, he tried to focus on the broom, but his smile wasn't leaving. The thought of another date though made it almost impossible to stop smiling.
Running through the rules in his head he nodded, "Alright I think I can handle that." Looking around the room it was smaller than a pitch, but it was just the two of them, so he should be fine with moving around. Now, where was the quaffle at? Seeing it he carefully grabbed it before getting his broom up higher, "Now, you just saw me fall, so you know you have the upper hand. Maybe if I fall again you'll catch me."
Boyish flirting wasn't going to hurt his chances at winning, so he thought me would try to butter him up. "Alright I guess we will get started."He leaned forward and started flying towards the other side, though he wasn't going fast nor did he look comfortable on the broom.
Colin flashed the young man the classic 'Hot Scot' MacKenzie smile the instant he responded. "I'm doin' just fine, thank ye. How about yeself?" Just looking at Pavel, he could only assume that the man was doing well. Arguably great, considering how well England was performing so far in the World Cup.
MacKenzie let out a hearty chuckle when it was mentioned that Cynthia would never admit to needing a new bat. "Aye. Right ye are about that. A proud lassie, she is, that one. But a new bat ne'er hurt anyone. Better to have a new one rather than en' up havin' one snap on ye in the middle of a match," he responded, nodding his head in agreement. "An' Portugal, aye, tha' lot can get pretty feisty."
When he was asked whether he was browsing or buying, Colin help up a team jersey that he had at hand. "Buyin' fer my grandson. Got myself a wee Quidditch star in th' makin'. Thinkin' about gettin' him a trainin' broom today."
If he didn’t before then know Pavel knew why MacKenzie was such a hit with the ladies since that smile that he just was at the receiving end of was as his sister would say attractive. He on the other hand couldn’t care less he just returned the smile with one of his own as he mused. "I’m doing very well thank you. England is playing well in the world cup and we’ve gone on to the last 16. Did you see our smashing victories over China and Cóte de ‘Ivory?"
Sighing slightly Pavel said "Sometimes Cynthia is too proud, but yes I’m buying her and myself extra bats. As my mother always says it’s better to come prepared then to wish you had when it’s too late." He was not a fan of losing because of material malfunction and thus took steps. Nodding he wondered "Have you played against Portugal yourself?" MacKenzie seemed to imply something to that effect anyway unless he interpreted it wrong.
Eyeing the jersey he wished that it had been for his professional quidditch team, but you couldn’t get everything he supposed. "Fun, I remember when I got my first training broom, it was a magical moment."
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If he didn’t before then know Pavel knew why MacKenzie was such a hit with the ladies since that smile that he just was at the receiving end of was as his sister would say attractive. He on the other hand couldn’t care less he just returned the smile with one of his own as he mused. "I’m doing very well thank you. England is playing well in the world cup and we’ve gone on to the last 16. Did you see our smashing victories over China and Cóte de ‘Ivory?"
Sighing slightly Pavel said "Sometimes Cynthia is too proud, but yes I’m buying her and myself extra bats. As my mother always says it’s better to come prepared then to wish you had when it’s too late." He was not a fan of losing because of material malfunction and thus took steps. Nodding he wondered "Have you played against Portugal yourself?" MacKenzie seemed to imply something to that effect anyway unless he interpreted it wrong.
Eyeing the jersey he wished that it had been for his professional quidditch team, but you couldn’t get everything he supposed. "Fun, I remember when I got my first training broom, it was a magical moment."
If anyone asked, Colin would go to his grave saying that he was still just as charming as he had been all those years ago, freshly graduated from Hogwarts and new to the Magpies. Leave it to Pavel to just play it cool with a smile of his own.
"Been to th' last few games actually. Will likely be at th' rest since we've got a damn good shot at winnin' it all this year. And, aye, a've had a few goes at Portgual back in my day. Feisty team they 'ave always been. Bit a'm sure ye will do just fine," he replied with a sincere nod. "Especially if ye and Cynthia knock 'em all out right away." A slap on the shoulder and a hearty chuckle followed.
Of course, the jersey was being held up with pride. Colin was a bit biased toward his own team and everything. But it was only natural for his grandson to want to follow in Papa MacKenzie's footsteps. "Could no' 'ave said it better myself, mate. Even more magical seeing yer wee lads jumping on a broom fer th' firs' time."
If anyone asked, Colin would go to his grave saying that he was still just as charming as he had been all those years ago, freshly graduated from Hogwarts and new to the Magpies. Leave it to Pavel to just play it cool with a smile of his own.
"Been to th' last few games actually. Will likely be at th' rest since we've got a damn good shot at winnin' it all this year. And, aye, a've had a few goes at Portgual back in my day. Feisty team they 'ave always been. Bit a'm sure ye will do just fine," he replied with a sincere nod. "Especially if ye and Cynthia knock 'em all out right away." A slap on the shoulder and a hearty chuckle followed.
Of course, the jersey was being held up with pride. Colin was a bit biased toward his own team and everything. But it was only natural for his grandson to want to follow in Papa MacKenzie's footsteps. "Could no' 'ave said it better myself, mate. Even more magical seeing yer wee lads jumping on a broom fer th' firs' time."
Colin MacKenzie was a very charming bloke and Pavel could see and acknowledge that fact but he was a charming guy himself too. So he kept playing it cool. If the elder man was bothered by that, then it was his issue, not Pavels.
Grinning wide he responded "Yes, we’ve got a damn good shot at winning the whole cup and i plan to do my part to make that happen." Winning was what mattered. They just had to get through the next matches without hitches and then they’d be in the final. !As long as Portugal plays fair and keeps the feistyness within reason i’m sure it’ll be a good match." Pavel would be looking out for his teammates though and if need be he could be feisty too.
With a sincere nod he replied back. "I’m sure we will. Cyn can get in feisty knocking moods and then even I am glad to be on her team and not the other side." Pavel had his fingers crossed that that happened against Portugal so they won.
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If anyone asked, Colin would go to his grave saying that he was still just as charming as he had been all those years ago, freshly graduated from Hogwarts and new to the Magpies. Leave it to Pavel to just play it cool with a smile of his own.
"Been to th' last few games actually. Will likely be at th' rest since we've got a damn good shot at winnin' it all this year. And, aye, a've had a few goes at Portgual back in my day. Feisty team they 'ave always been. Bit a'm sure ye will do just fine," he replied with a sincere nod. "Especially if ye and Cynthia knock 'em all out right away." A slap on the shoulder and a hearty chuckle followed.
Of course, the jersey was being held up with pride. Colin was a bit biased toward his own team and everything. But it was only natural for his grandson to want to follow in Papa MacKenzie's footsteps. "Could no' 'ave said it better myself, mate. Even more magical seeing yer wee lads jumping on a broom fer th' firs' time."
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Colin MacKenzie was a very charming bloke and Pavel could see and acknowledge that fact but he was a charming guy himself too. So he kept playing it cool. If the elder man was bothered by that, then it was his issue, not Pavels.
Grinning wide he responded "Yes, we’ve got a damn good shot at winning the whole cup and i plan to do my part to make that happen." Winning was what mattered. They just had to get through the next matches without hitches and then they’d be in the final. !As long as Portugal plays fair and keeps the feistyness within reason i’m sure it’ll be a good match." Pavel would be looking out for his teammates though and if need be he could be feisty too.
With a sincere nod he replied back. "I’m sure we will. Cyn can get in feisty knocking moods and then even I am glad to be on her team and not the other side." Pavel had his fingers crossed that that happened against Portugal so they won.
Brad was setting up the newest brooms on the display and cleaning up the shelves. Nothing like keeping the shop up to date and welcoming. That's when he could see two entries. Ahh.. The timing was impeccable. Given the World Cup and all.
"Good day lads, everything alright?" Would they need any help? It was all that mattered. Especially given what their presence could do.
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Initially, Brad was confused about how a book regarding upkeeping became mixed up with his recent shipment of Quidditch and Gobstone books. Perhaps the deliver was mistaken with the contents of upkeeping with Keeper position. The way the book glowed, however, tempted him to check some of its contents before deducing that it didn't belong in his shop. Now that Summer was near and it was about time to get the season of Sports Enthusiasts overfilling into the shop it was time to put up the posters of restocking. New brooms and supplies were replinished.
Now, where was Brad? He was busy with trimming the broom handles and scrubbing the floors in the back. He hadn't realised before how much cleaner his shop could've been until recently. His shop was never dirty per se, it was just tidy. Over time though, the urge to repolish the floors was too much to resist. They needed to be squeaky clean, even if he had to be on all fours to keep his reflection showing.
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Initially, Brad was confused about how a book regarding upkeeping became mixed up with his recent shipment of Quidditch and Gobstone books. Perhaps the deliver was mistaken with the contents of upkeeping with Keeper position. The way the book glowed, however, tempted him to check some of its contents before deducing that it didn't belong in his shop. Now that Summer was near and it was about time to get the season of Sports Enthusiasts overfilling into the shop it was time to put up the posters of restocking. New brooms and supplies were replinished.
Now, where was Brad? He was busy with trimming the broom handles and scrubbing the floors in the back. He hadn't realised before how much cleaner his shop could've been until recently. His shop was never dirty per se, it was just tidy. Over time though, the urge to repolish the floors was too much to resist. They needed to be squeaky clean, even if he had to be on all fours to keep his reflection showing.
Abra was here, and she was depressed. No other way of looking at it. Lou's heart was shattering every time her niece's young face broke into floods of tears, and she knew there just wasn't anything she could do to help her niece feel better. All of the food she loved no longer brought a smile to her face, letting her choose how her room was decorated didn't make her happy, either. That was why Lou was here, in Quality Quidditch Supplies. Her eleven-year-old niece loved Quidditch. But Lou couldn't even use that as an excitement booster. Would it even be on during the school year?
Entering the shop, Lou looked around without much an idea of what she was looking for. Not a broom, Abra didn't need one of those. At least not yet. She didn't have a need for a broom servicing kit, either. A book perhaps? One on the history of Quidditch? "Hello?" Lou asked the room. Was there a shopkeeper around? "I'm looking for a book." Yes, a book.
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Abra was here, and she was depressed. No other way of looking at it. Lou's heart was shattering every time her niece's young face broke into floods of tears, and she knew there just wasn't anything she could do to help her niece feel better. All of the food she loved no longer brought a smile to her face, letting her choose how her room was decorated didn't make her happy, either. That was why Lou was here, in Quality Quidditch Supplies. Her eleven-year-old niece loved Quidditch. But Lou couldn't even use that as an excitement booster. Would it even be on during the school year?
Entering the shop, Lou looked around without much an idea of what she was looking for. Not a broom, Abra didn't need one of those. At least not yet. She didn't have a need for a broom servicing kit, either. A book perhaps? One on the history of Quidditch? "Hello?" Lou asked the room. Was there a shopkeeper around? "I'm looking for a book." Yes, a book.
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It took Brad sometime before he could see his furrowed brow expression reflecting back up at him clear enough to satisfy him. That was invigorating, he declared. What else in the shop needed to be re-cleaned? Perhaps the storage closet to do for re-organizing. That's when he heard in the distance a faint chime. Oh, a customer had arrived! Brad dusted himself off and vanished the remaining soap suds before making his way back up to the front.
It was a lady, she had a crestfallen expression to her. Was she disappointed in having to wait on him? "Hello there, thank you for waiting." Or maybe it was the state of the place? It was looking unkept the longer he stared at it. "What could I do for you?" That's when she said, "A book..." Oh dear, he was already going over when was the last time he tidied the shelf... Ten minutes ago? That was much too long ago, but he returned his focus on the customer's needs. "What sort of book are you looking for?" Obviously, it had to be sports-related since she arrived, otherwise there was going to be an awkward moment of redirecting. But what sort of Sport? They did carry more than Quidditch in here after all. He waited patiently on the specifics.
Who knew that shopping for school supplies with his little sister and father could be so hard, frustrating and not to mention irritating? His sister was starting Hogwarts and needed stuff he got that, but he needed new stuff too. Like a new wand for instance since his had broken in two this summer. His father wasn’t listening to that ear right now though so Cole decided to take a long breather from family shopping instead of arguing and thus he headed for one of his favourite shops in the alley; quality quidditch supplies. His father had given him some pocket money to spend, but sadly not on a new broom. How long was he supposed to ride on his grandfather’s ancient broom?
Pushing those thoughts aside the blond and blue-eyed thirteen going on fourteen year old turned the door handle and stepped into the shop. Knowing the shop quite well Cole made his way quickly between the shelves over to the memorabilia section to look at the team posters. He wanted a new tornados poster. Reaching up on his tip toes to get the poster Cole didn’t see that he at the same time knocked into the bag of marbles on one of the lower shelves. As Cole stepped back with the poster in hand happily he watched with fascination and confusion how marbles started to fall down noisily from the shelf above him and scatter all over the floor around him.. Oops! Had he caused that? Had the shopkeeper heard?
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"Hiya," Lou said to the shopkeeper as he popped up. "Oh not at all." She understood all of the things that needed to be done in conjunction with customers. "Er well I suppose a history book, perhaps." She knew that it wasn't helpful at all. "History of Quidditch in Britain or something?" Her niece enjoyed history, and loved Quidditch, so surely she would love the two combined?
It was then that she spotted a book on the counter. It didn't look like it had anything to do with Quidditch, and her eyes passed over the cover and then darted back. It was a book about washing? But it wasn't just that it was an item her eyes moved over, it seemed to glow. As if entranced she moved closer to the book, and flipped the cover open. "Is this a new broom cleaning book?" she asked, as she flipped through the pages and saw photos of moving brooms - though she realised they weren't Qudditch brooms. Absentmindedly she ran her finger across the counter and then looked. She felt unusually relieved that not a speck of dust was there.
She hadn't even seen the young man enter the shop, nor what had happened. Marbles just seemed to go everywhere. Lou turned around at the sight and saw the young man standing there with a poster. She looked to see where such things had been kept, and where the marbles were. "Oh dear," she said. Usually she would have left the young man to pick the marbles up, but her hands just reached out before she knew what she was doing. The marbles were being scooped up by the copper-haired lady, ping-ping-pinging into the container.
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Who knew that shopping for school supplies with his little sister and father could be so hard, frustrating and not to mention irritating? His sister was starting Hogwarts and needed stuff he got that, but he needed new stuff too. Like a new wand for instance since his had broken in two this summer. His father wasn’t listening to that ear right now though so Cole decided to take a long breather from family shopping instead of arguing and thus he headed for one of his favourite shops in the alley; quality quidditch supplies. His father had given him some pocket money to spend, but sadly not on a new broom. How long was he supposed to ride on his grandfather’s ancient broom?
Pushing those thoughts aside the blond and blue-eyed thirteen going on fourteen year old turned the door handle and stepped into the shop. Knowing the shop quite well Cole made his way quickly between the shelves over to the memorabilia section to look at the team posters. He wanted a new tornados poster. Reaching up on his tip toes to get the poster Cole didn’t see that he at the same time knocked into the bag of marbles on one of the lower shelves. As Cole stepped back with the poster in hand happily he watched with fascination and confusion how marbles started to fall down noisily from the shelf above him and scatter all over the floor around him.. Oops! Had he caused that? Had the shopkeeper heard?
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"Hiya," Lou said to the shopkeeper as he popped up. "Oh not at all." She understood all of the things that needed to be done in conjunction with customers. "Er well I suppose a history book, perhaps." She knew that it wasn't helpful at all. "History of Quidditch in Britain or something?" Her niece enjoyed history, and loved Quidditch, so surely she would love the two combined?
It was then that she spotted a book on the counter. It didn't look like it had anything to do with Quidditch, and her eyes passed over the cover and then darted back. It was a book about washing? But it wasn't just that it was an item her eyes moved over, it seemed to glow. As if entranced she moved closer to the book, and flipped the cover open. "Is this a new broom cleaning book?" she asked, as she flipped through the pages and saw photos of moving brooms - though she realised they weren't Qudditch brooms. Absentmindedly she ran her finger across the counter and then looked. She felt unusually relieved that not a speck of dust was there.
She hadn't even seen the young man enter the shop, nor what had happened. Marbles just seemed to go everywhere. Lou turned around at the sight and saw the young man standing there with a poster. She looked to see where such things had been kept, and where the marbles were. "Oh dear," she said. Usually she would have left the young man to pick the marbles up, but her hands just reached out before she knew what she was doing. The marbles were being scooped up by the copper-haired lady, ping-ping-pinging into the container.
A history book.. hmm. "Ah, we do have Quidditch Through the Ages for history and examples on them." Brad first suggested before seeing her eyes move towards the open book. Hm. He thought he put it back on the shelf? Silly him, he remembered setting it down to take care of cleaning around the shop. Now it appeared she seemed to have taken an interest as well in the book though moving right over to flip through the pages. That's when the faint jingle rang again as another customer came in. "Ah, one moment, ma'am." He would readdress her soon.
It was a young lad. Ah, Brad supposed he could re-dust the shelves by the posters the young man was eyeing. Then if he needed some help, he could help right away. Just as he was dusting, that's when he heard the sounds of marbles falling. It was like nails on a chalkboard. The sound, it was so loud. Brad's head turned to the noise. "Oh no!" Not the marbles, the floor! It was spotlessly clean and now there were marbles everywhere! Stay calm, Brad told himself. It was an accident. An unfortunate one. That floor would need to be repolished again later. Not wasting any time, he went over to pick them up... but the lady was quicker. "Ah.. thank you ma'am.. you know if you'd like you can take that book you were reading earlier. It's on the house." And not exactly in his catalog, though it was quite useful to him and surely her as well.
Goodness, lost marbles were another thing on his mind now before he could gather the situation again. The young man was trying to get a poster. "Ahem.. So that's the poster you would like?" Did he need something else? Perhaps a nice bag for his marbles incase they fell again.
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
Who knew that shopping for school supplies with his little sister and father could be so hard, frustrating and not to mention irritating? His sister was starting Hogwarts and needed stuff he got that, but he needed new stuff too. Like a new wand for instance since his had broken in two this summer. His father wasn’t listening to that ear right now though so Cole decided to take a long breather from family shopping instead of arguing and thus he headed for one of his favourite shops in the alley; quality quidditch supplies. His father had given him some pocket money to spend, but sadly not on a new broom. How long was he supposed to ride on his grandfather’s ancient broom?
Pushing those thoughts aside the blond and blue-eyed thirteen going on fourteen year old turned the door handle and stepped into the shop. Knowing the shop quite well Cole made his way quickly between the shelves over to the memorabilia section to look at the team posters. He wanted a new tornados poster. Reaching up on his tip toes to get the poster Cole didn’t see that he at the same time knocked into the bag of marbles on one of the lower shelves. As Cole stepped back with the poster in hand happily he watched with fascination and confusion how marbles started to fall down noisily from the shelf above him and scatter all over the floor around him.. Oops! Had he caused that? Had the shopkeeper heard?
Carsyn was fully determined that this was going to be the year that she made Gryffindor Seeker. Okay, so she'd seen the copy of the Prophet that they were going to be headed to Beauxbatons in September, but that didn't mean they'd cancel quidditch, RIGHT??? The French still played quidditch, didn't they? First stop on her supply list was to select a few books to give pointers on how to be the best seeker.
"Coleeee... you better not be thinking of trying out for my position!" Just so that was clear. She grinned at the familiar housemate, as she glanced around to see the shopkeeper and a small girl there (did she look that small at eleven? Honestly, Carsyn could hardly recall)
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She hadn't even seen the young man enter the shop, nor what had happened. Marbles just seemed to go everywhere. Lou turned around at the sight and saw the young man standing there with a poster. She looked to see where such things had been kept, and where the marbles were. "Oh dear," she said. Usually she would have left the young man to pick the marbles up, but her hands just reached out before she knew what she was doing. The marbles were being scooped up by the copper-haired lady, ping-ping-pinging into the container.
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Brad's head turned to the noise. "Oh no!" Not the marbles, the floor! It was spotlessly clean and now there were marbles everywhere! Stay calm, Brad told himself. It was an accident. An unfortunate one. That floor would need to be repolished again later. Not wasting any time, he went over to pick them up... but the lady was quicker. "Ah.. thank you ma'am.. you know if you'd like you can take that book you were reading earlier. It's on the house." And not exactly in his catalog, though it was quite useful to him and surely her as well.
Goodness, lost marbles were another thing on his mind now before he could gather the situation again. The young man was trying to get a poster. "Ahem.. So that's the poster you would like?" Did he need something else? Perhaps a nice bag for his marbles incase they fell again.
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Carsyn was fully determined that this was going to be the year that she made Gryffindor Seeker. Okay, so she'd seen the copy of the Prophet that they were going to be headed to Beauxbatons in September, but that didn't mean they'd cancel quidditch, RIGHT??? The French still played quidditch, didn't they? First stop on her supply list was to select a few books to give pointers on how to be the best seeker.
"Coleeee... you better not be thinking of trying out for my position!" Just so that was clear. She grinned at the familiar housemate, as she glanced around to see the shopkeeper and a small girl there (did she look that small at eleven? Honestly, Carsyn could hardly recall)
Cole stared down at the marbles scattered all over the floor for a good long moment trying to grasp what had happened. He wasn’t stupid he knew he had caused the marbles to fall to the floor, but he thought he had been careful, guess not..Sigh. Cole could practically hear his father’s voice ordering him to pick up the marbles and apologize to the shopkeeper. Before he could do either though a woman around his step-mums age came over and picked up all the marbles quicker that he could say Hogwarts. Surprised and confused at her kindness Cole looked over at her and mumbled out. "Thank you for helping me pick up the marbles ma’am. I was going to do it myself." Because he had good manners.
When the shopkeeper came over and asked him about the poster he was holding and not the marbles Cole was for a moment stupefied before he found his voice. "I'm sorry for knocking down the marbles mr shopkeeper. I must have nudged them when i reached up to get my poster. The marbles aren’t mine." His eyes went down to look at the poster still in his grasp when he heard the unmistakable voice of Carsyn. Sighing again but now inwardly he looked up at her and rolled his eyes at his cousin trying to not get irritated. "You know i don’t want to be seeker Carsyn, my heart is for keeper or chaser, but I’m definitely trying out for the team if Beauxbatons has quidditch so you’ll be stuck with me if we get chosen.." Switching his gaze to the shopkeeper Cole asked "Do you have any books on how to be a good keeper?"
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