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The doors of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes first opened in the summer of 1996, sparking the reality of what had been a dream for the Weasley twins. In the years since then, the laughter has continued and the bell above the door rings consistently in the busy times. The bright store has traded hands between a handful of shopkeepers, but the legacy of the Weasley twins continues through the light and laughter in the air at any moment of the day.
Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes sells a range of items, separated into different areas of the store over two floors. You’ll find a myriad of unorganised displays in the aisles enticing shoppers to buy both tricks and treats such as punching telescopes, canary creams and anti-gravity hats. In recent decades, the store has expanded their range of stock and now sells the very objects from your child’s wildest dreams.. toys and forever floating balloons! It’s not easy to miss, but on the right of the second floor is a violently pink area full of WonderWitch products. The display here is full of bright pink flowers and confetti surrounding the stock of love potions and other items. Just a few footsteps away is the Pygmy Puff area where you can select a new friend in all shades of pink and purple with a matching cage!
As you reach the back of the store, you’ll find the queue for the counter where the shopkeeper will get you served as quick as they can. If you were looking for the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes brand of fireworks, then here’s where to come as they are stored behind the counter on the highest of shelves. Safety first, folks.
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Fireworks
Basic Blaze Box – 5 galleons
Box o’ Rockets – 8 galleons
Deflagration Deluxe – 20 galleons
Explosive Enterprises – 150 galleons
Wildfire Whiz-Bangs – Price upon request, special orders only
Quidditch World Cup Fireworks
Each option supplies a 3 minute firework display.
Final 16 Team Specific (one team) - 100 galleons
Team vs Team (two teams) - 150 galleons
Player Specific (one player) - 100 galleons
Customer Choice (can be a mixture of those above, or longer time frame) - Price upon request
E-ditch-ables
Fainting Fancy – 7 sickles (box of 12)
Fever Fudge – 7 sickles (box of 12)
Nosebleed Nougat – 7 sickles (box of 12)
Puking Pastilles – 7 sickles (box of 12)
Ton Tongue Toffees – 3 sickles (box of 6)
Canary Creams – 5 sickles (box of 16)
Edible Dark Marks – 5 sickles (box of 8)
Skiving Snackbox – 1 galleon (small selection of each of the above
Charlie laughed to himself then roamed around the shop some more. That was when he came up on some guy looking at these poof balls of fur. "What are those?!" he asked, not being able to help himself. He'd probably seem like an idiot for not knowing, but whatever. "They look like real, living and breathing cotton balls!" Should he pick one up? Did they bite or something?
Cole was studying the small balls of fur intently in the hopes of figuring out what colour to get his sister as a starting Hogwarts/Beauxbatons present when he was distracted by another boy joining him by the area. Turning his gaze in the other boy’s direction noting now that he was a few years younger than Cole. Maybe he wasn’t from around here or had never seen a puff before? It was possible. He hadn’t seen an owl until one delivered an issue of the prophet to his father when he was three.
Pulling one hand through his blond hair Cole gestured with the other as he explained. "Those plushy furballs are called pygmy puffs. They are actually rated with XX as beasts by the ministry, but they are pretty much harmless." Most creatures had teeth though so he figured puffs had some too. Leaning over the area fence Cole picked up a very pink furball and started to gently stroke it over the back hearing it starting to hum. Glancing sideways at the other boy again he asked "Are you getting yourself a pygmy puff too? I’m Cole by the way."
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Cole was studying the small balls of fur intently in the hopes of figuring out what colour to get his sister as a starting Hogwarts/Beauxbatons present when he was distracted by another boy joining him by the area. Turning his gaze in the other boy’s direction noting now that he was a few years younger than Cole. Maybe he wasn’t from around here or had never seen a puff before? It was possible. He hadn’t seen an owl until one delivered an issue of the prophet to his father when he was three.
Pulling one hand through his blond hair Cole gestured with the other as he explained. "Those plushy furballs are called pygmy puffs. They are actually rated with XX as beasts by the ministry, but they are pretty much harmless." Most creatures had teeth though so he figured puffs had some too. Leaning over the area fence Cole picked up a very pink furball and started to gently stroke it over the back hearing it starting to hum. Glancing sideways at the other boy again he asked "Are you getting yourself a pygmy puff too? I’m Cole by the way."
Uhh...okay. What did a rating XX mean? Charlie hadn't the slightest clue, but he nodded along anyway like he understood the entire thing. He got the gist of things anyway. "Pygmy Puffs," he repeated, looking them over a second time. "Sounds like the kind of name they'd have." They also looked like something he sister might pack around all day long.
He looked back over at the other boy when he asked if Charlie was going to buy one. "Nah. I don't think so. I'm a dog person, and I've already got one of those," he answered. "You buying one?" Kind of seemed like he was. "What do they do? Just sit around or something?" He wondered what made them so magical. "I'm Charlie. It's good to meet you."
The upcoming first year looked away from the Pygmy Puff selection for good...for now, at least. If they didn't do anything cool, just staring at them all day wouldn't do anything didn't really interest him.
Uhh...okay. What did a rating XX mean? Charlie hadn't the slightest clue, but he nodded along anyway like he understood the entire thing. He got the gist of things anyway. "Pygmy Puffs," he repeated, looking them over a second time. "Sounds like the kind of name they'd have." They also looked like something he sister might pack around all day long.
He looked back over at the other boy when he asked if Charlie was going to buy one. "Nah. I don't think so. I'm a dog person, and I've already got one of those," he answered. "You buying one?" Kind of seemed like he was. "What do they do? Just sit around or something?" He wondered what made them so magical. "I'm Charlie. It's good to meet you."
The upcoming first year looked away from the Pygmy Puff selection for good...for now, at least. If they didn't do anything cool, just staring at them all day wouldn't do anything didn't really interest him.
Cole didn’t know why he had picked up the pygmy puff and was still stroking it. Cuddling it. He was getting this puff for his sister, not himself. After a glance down at the puff he laughed at Charlie’s comment and stopped his stroking of the puff. "I know, pygmy puff is a cool name for these little furrballs. I wonder who came up with it. It was probably some old ancient man from eons ago.
"You're a dog person, nice! Do you have a crup Charlie? Cole wondered curiously because you couldn’t have a big dog if you we’re like Izzies age? Nodding he answered "Yes, I’m buying a puff, but not for me. It’s for my sister Isobel that is starting Hogwarts I mean Beauxbatons in september as a first year." Why was it so hard to remember that they we’re go to Beauxbatons not Hogwarts for the next school year? It was odd, but he understood why. His father would have been furious if they had gone there with the mist he’d read about.
"I’m not sure exactly what puffs do actually I guess my sister will have to figure it out. I’m more of a cat person myself. It’s good to meet you too Charlie! Want to go look at edible pranks with me? They’ve got fainting fancys and everything." Cole was very interested in those puking pastills too.
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Cole didn’t know why he had picked up the pygmy puff and was still stroking it. Cuddling it. He was getting this puff for his sister, not himself. After a glance down at the puff he laughed at Charlie’s comment and stopped his stroking of the puff. "I know, pygmy puff is a cool name for these little furrballs. I wonder who came up with it. It was probably some old ancient man from eons ago.
"You're a dog person, nice! Do you have a crup Charlie? Cole wondered curiously because you couldn’t have a big dog if you we’re like Izzies age? Nodding he answered "Yes, I’m buying a puff, but not for me. It’s for my sister Isobel that is starting Hogwarts I mean Beauxbatons in september as a first year." Why was it so hard to remember that they we’re go to Beauxbatons not Hogwarts for the next school year? It was odd, but he understood why. His father would have been furious if they had gone there with the mist he’d read about.
"I’m not sure exactly what puffs do actually I guess my sister will have to figure it out. I’m more of a cat person myself. It’s good to meet you too Charlie! Want to go look at edible pranks with me? They’ve got fainting fancys and everything." Cole was very interested in those puking pastills too.
Charlie shrugged. He hadn't even known what the creature even called, much less how it got that name in the first place. "No idea," he admitted, "but it fits." The name, he meant. After all, when he looked at the creature, all he saw was a brightly colored cotton ball, cloud, cotton candy-ish looking thing. Pygmy Puff sounded about right. "My sister would love these things." She'd probably try and dress it up and put it in her stroller or something.
The upcoming firstie grinned widely at the mention of a crup. "I don't, but I'd love one!" he exclaimed. "I have a dog, though. His name's Rico, and I'm going to miss him tons when I leave for school." Why wouldn't they allow dogs at Hogwarts anyway? What was so special about owls, cats, and toads? Well, owls he could understand... Speaking of which... "I kind of need to buy an owl, too," he added. From what'd he heard, it was the 'wizard kid' thing to do.
He turned his eyebrows inward. "Beauxbatons? Why not Hogwarts?" he added. Yes, he was completely in the dark on that one. What else was his parents going to wait until the last second to tell him? He might have said something else on that line of thinking, but he was distracted with the thought of looking at pranks. "Yeah, cool! Let's go!"
Charlie shrugged. He hadn't even known what the creature even called, much less how it got that name in the first place. "No idea," he admitted, "but it fits." The name, he meant. After all, when he looked at the creature, all he saw was a brightly colored cotton ball, cloud, cotton candy-ish looking thing. Pygmy Puff sounded about right. "My sister would love these things." She'd probably try and dress it up and put it in her stroller or something.
The upcoming firstie grinned widely at the mention of a crup. "I don't, but I'd love one!" he exclaimed. "I have a dog, though. His name's Rico, and I'm going to miss him tons when I leave for school." Why wouldn't they allow dogs at Hogwarts anyway? What was so special about owls, cats, and toads? Well, owls he could understand... Speaking of which... "I kind of need to buy an owl, too," he added. From what'd he heard, it was the 'wizard kid' thing to do.
He turned his eyebrows inward. "Beauxbatons? Why not Hogwarts?" he added. Yes, he was completely in the dark on that one. What else was his parents going to wait until the last second to tell him? He might have said something else on that line of thinking, but he was distracted with the thought of looking at pranks. "Yeah, cool! Let's go!"
Yes, pygmy puffs seemed like a very girly type of creature hence why Cole was buying one for his sister. It seemed like a safe choice over say a ferret or something since they we're not going to Hogwarts this term. The french might have another view on allowed pets. Sheesh the exclamation that followed out of the blue from Charlie about crups left Cole momentarily speechless since he had been thinking about his sister. Finding himself quickly Cole pointed out. "They have a nice owl shop in the north side of the alley called Eeylops Owl Emporion if you want to buy an owl today." Unless Charlie preferred going to the Magical Menagerie instead since they sold owls too.
Cole wasn't sure where to put the pygmy puff he had chosen, he just knew that he was tired of holding it. Placing it on his shoulder Cole answered Charlie's question quietly looking steadily at the younger boy. "We can't go to Hogwarts, the castle isn't safe. It was overtaken by a super scary mist last year. It hasn't been removed yet from what my father has been informed." Cole left out the part about two student's disappearing/dying since he didn't want to scare Charlie too much.
Putting on a smile he lead the way over to the edible pranks section. Picking up a pack of puking pastilles and a pack of fainting fancy's Cole asked "What's your favourite of these pranks Charlie? Mine is the fainting fancy's. They always get such a reaction." Especially when someone fainted in the middle of eating.
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"And so the gargoyles at Beauxbatons weren't REALLY fans of us, but they were kind of cute once you got to know them..." Cecelia had been rambling about school from the moment she'd met up with her best friend, so excited to fill her in on everything in person. There was that extra layer of enthusiasm, too, because THIS year, Catherine was going to get to go to school WITH her! That was going to make things even better, did she KNOW? "I wonder what kinds of creatures we'll meet at Hogwarts! I bet they'll be nicer to us than the gargoyles. I bet they'll like us a WHOLE bunch."
Pausing just inside the entryway of WWW's, the blonde glanced at her companion and offered a grin. "What should we look at first?" She was drawn to the fireworks, but something told her Catherine would try and talk her out of playing around with those.
"And so the gargoyles at Beauxbatons weren't REALLY fans of us, but they were kind of cute once you got to know them..." Cecelia had been rambling about school from the moment she'd met up with her best friend, so excited to fill her in on everything in person. There was that extra layer of enthusiasm, too, because THIS year, Catherine was going to get to go to school WITH her! That was going to make things even better, did she KNOW? "I wonder what kinds of creatures we'll meet at Hogwarts! I bet they'll be nicer to us than the gargoyles. I bet they'll like us a WHOLE bunch."
Pausing just inside the entryway of WWW's, the blonde glanced at her companion and offered a grin. "What should we look at first?" She was drawn to the fireworks, but something told her Catherine would try and talk her out of playing around with those.
Merlin. Cecelia's first year at a magical secondary school sounded... unusual, to say the least. Catherine didn't know such chaos was even allowed to happen at a school. "Were they nice once you got to know them?" Or did Cecelia mean cute just to look at? Though... gargoyles being physically cute wasn't something Catherine could really imagine. They were all bound to be ugly, that was the point of a gargoyle, was it not?
Her best friend's logic was a good one. Catherine also thought that it was more likely the creatures and portraits and everything within Hogwarts Castle would like them, at least more than the French school things. They were all from the same culture, after all, so they were all used to the way the British acted. "I think so too, especially since they can just leave the school if they don't like it there, can't they? I mean..." The brunette thought for a bit before carrying on. "They can make it known to the professors and Headmaster that they are unhappy and they would do something about it." Surely, as that was what adults did. They sorted things out.
What should they go look at first? Perhaps something that was not in that shop? That was Catherine's first thoughts, but she knew that was probably her best friend's favourite shop or something along those lines. "Anything but those things that snap at you." Were those notebooks? Or small boxes or teacups? Catherine didn't know, but those things didn't sound like anything she'd like to be near to or have near her belongings.
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Rowan couldn't believe it. He was finally old enough to go around Diagon Alley on his own! Of course, his parents had to be somewhat closeby. But still. He felt like a man, all independent and what not. And this man's first stop? Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, of course.
The twelve year old entered the shop, beaming at the sight of all the fireworks and toys before him. He began wandering around, laughing at the bubbling love potions and jumping at all the little trick toys that popped out at him. Finally, he came upon what he had originally came here for... Pygmy Puffs! He scooped up an adorable purple one, giggling to himself. It was so cuuuuute! He really hoped his mum would let him get one this year...
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Rowan couldn't believe it. He was finally old enough to go around Diagon Alley on his own! Of course, his parents had to be somewhat closeby. But still. He felt like a man, all independent and what not. And this man's first stop? Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, of course.
The twelve year old entered the shop, beaming at the sight of all the fireworks and toys before him. He began wandering around, laughing at the bubbling love potions and jumping at all the little trick toys that popped out at him. Finally, he came upon what he had originally came here for... Pygmy Puffs! He scooped up an adorable purple one, giggling to himself. It was so cuuuuute! He really hoped his mum would let him get one this year...
Finally! Malia had saved all her favourite shops for last. Her ABSOLUTE favourite was obviously the Quidditch shop - that really went without saying - but Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes was a worthy second place. It had so much cool stuff! And without her parents here, she could buy whatever she wanted could afford.
She started by scanning the room, looking for anything that ~stood out~ to her. That was where she would start. Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder was always a big hit with her for some reason but she kept looking around until her gaze landed on the cutest little creature she had ever seen. It was a ball of fluff! Malia pranced over to the boy who was holding the pygmy puff and, without any warning or introduction, exclaimed, "That is so cute!"
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Finally! Malia had saved all her favourite shops for last. Her ABSOLUTE favourite was obviously the Quidditch shop - that really went without saying - but Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes was a worthy second place. It had so much cool stuff! And without her parents here, she could buy whatever she wanted could afford.
She started by scanning the room, looking for anything that ~stood out~ to her. That was where she would start. Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder was always a big hit with her for some reason but she kept looking around until her gaze landed on the cutest little creature she had ever seen. It was a ball of fluff! Malia pranced over to the boy who was holding the pygmy puff and, without any warning or introduction, exclaimed, "That is so cute!"
Rowan nearly dropped the pygmy puff as a girl approached him and pointed out the adorable creature in his hands. He chuckled, giving the stranger a nod. "Isn't it?" he sighed. He wanted one SO BAAAAAD. Although, his mum would definitely not allow it. In fact, he was still trying to convince her to let him get any pet to bring to Hogwarts. But alas, she was very hard to persuade with that kind of thing. As he realized he was lost in thought, he quickly looked back at the girl. "You wanna hold it?" the boy offered, extending the pygmy puff towards her. The Hufflepuff studied the girl, wondering if he had seen her before. She looked about his age, so she must be from Hogwarts.
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Merlin. Cecelia's first year at a magical secondary school sounded... unusual, to say the least. Catherine didn't know such chaos was even allowed to happen at a school. "Were they nice once you got to know them?" Or did Cecelia mean cute just to look at? Though... gargoyles being physically cute wasn't something Catherine could really imagine. They were all bound to be ugly, that was the point of a gargoyle, was it not?
Her best friend's logic was a good one. Catherine also thought that it was more likely the creatures and portraits and everything within Hogwarts Castle would like them, at least more than the French school things. They were all from the same culture, after all, so they were all used to the way the British acted. "I think so too, especially since they can just leave the school if they don't like it there, can't they? I mean..." The brunette thought for a bit before carrying on. "They can make it known to the professors and Headmaster that they are unhappy and they would do something about it." Surely, as that was what adults did. They sorted things out.
What should they go look at first? Perhaps something that was not in that shop? That was Catherine's first thoughts, but she knew that was probably her best friend's favourite shop or something along those lines. "Anything but those things that snap at you." Were those notebooks? Or small boxes or teacups? Catherine didn't know, but those things didn't sound like anything she'd like to be near to or have near her belongings.
"Well, they were nice enough." They weren't, like, pet-worthy creatures, but they didn't try and eat her or bulldoze over her, so THAT was progress. "It's funny, sometimes they reminded me of dogs the way they behaved." They DID. They were loyal and protective and REALLY liked treats and attention from their master. ...Masters? She wasn't too sure about THAT part of it.
"Oh yeah, DEFINITELY. They'd have a choice. Wouldn't be fair otherwise." And Cecelia was SURE Hogwarts was a FAIR and FUN and WONDERFUL place unlike that Beauxbatons school where the students AND the headmistress were ANYTHING but.
Looking around, the blonde spotted an area with LOTS of pink and gestured for Catherine to have a look in that direction. "Maybe we can look at that WonderWitch stuff. We're SUPER grownup now that we'll both be in school, and LOTS of older girls like those products." Seemed like as good a place as any to start. "Come on." She tuuuugged her best, eager to get browsing.
"Well, they were nice enough." They weren't, like, pet-worthy creatures, but they didn't try and eat her or bulldoze over her, so THAT was progress. "It's funny, sometimes they reminded me of dogs the way they behaved." They DID. They were loyal and protective and REALLY liked treats and attention from their master. ...Masters? She wasn't too sure about THAT part of it.
"Oh yeah, DEFINITELY. They'd have a choice. Wouldn't be fair otherwise." And Cecelia was SURE Hogwarts was a FAIR and FUN and WONDERFUL place unlike that Beauxbatons school where the students AND the headmistress were ANYTHING but.
Looking around, the blonde spotted an area with LOTS of pink and gestured for Catherine to have a look in that direction. "Maybe we can look at that WonderWitch stuff. We're SUPER grownup now that we'll both be in school, and LOTS of older girls like those products." Seemed like as good a place as any to start. "Come on." She tuuuugged her best, eager to get browsing.
Catherine was sure 'nice enough' was Cecelia's polite way of saying they weren't exactly nice, so, put it bluntly, they weren't nice. Possibly not as horrible as they could've been, but that didn't mean they were exactly nice. Noted. Never to speak to the Beauxbatons' gargoyles if she ever went there. Dogs? Hm. Maybe she could get on board with them... but... probably not. "I bet they don't lick people, though." More like spit water at people. You know, being gargoyles and all. Shrug.
"No, it wouldn't." Not fair at all if they were made to stay where they didn't want to stay. Catherine herself would absolutely hate if that ever happened to her. Dealing with people and things she didn't want to? No, thank you. She'd rather be out of there as soon as possible.
But there was a reason why she was in that shop even though she wasn't exactly a fan: her best friend was. She supposed she could make an effort for Cecelia. Especially as they had spent basically the entirety of last year apart. So this young Mordaunt didn't protest when the blonde pulled her along towards the very pink area of the shop. The very first thing that caught her attention there was the little fluffy creatures. "Aw, they're cute." Catherine said, approaching the Pygmy Puffs and looking at them for a few seconds before reaching out with her index finger and stroking one. Why were they in a more 'grownup' area of the shop, though? She was sure kids could have them too. "What's so grownup about having a Pygmy Puff? Even Scarl-" The girl stopped and shook her head as she was about to use her sister as an example, only to realise mid-sentence that no, Scarlett would not be able to look after a Pygmy Puff properly. But that didn't mean children in general couldn't. It was mainly her mental sister. "Never mind." Her gaze then fell upon a 'Love Potion' vial. "What do you think this really does?" The brunette asked Cecelia, since this couldn't really be a Love Potion as it was being sold at a joke shop. She leaned closer to have a better look and try to read the label.
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Alright, so he would be the first to admit he was not a practical joker. Or really ANY type of joker but... seeing a magical prank store had just been too interesting too pass up on exploring. Would he buy anything? Unlikely. But that didn't mean he couldn't check the shelves and just for curiosity sake and see what type of things there were around.
And who knows, maybe if he found something too good to pass up he could grab it and try it on Noah. Because for sure no one would expect something to come from Evan, so he would have the full element of surprise!
He was currently looking at the shelves for Tricks and equipment when he noticed something titled U-NO-POO. He picked it up to look at it, wrinkling his nose slightly. "Is this just to give someone a medical condition?" That didn't seem like it would be very funny.
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This wasn't a part of the official school shopping trip, but it was well deserved and about time. Emmerson had been as behaved as she could convince herself to be through the book shopping and her mother had promised her she could claim anything from the joke shop as a reward. At first, she'd thought Sugarplums was better but then...she didn't feel like making herself sick when she could have new toys.
"Mini dragons!!" Emm squealed. They were perfect for what she'd need and she bet if she asked nice enough, her aunt Jessa would animate it for her like she did the cats and the dolls. Her own mini dragon she could convince everyone was real by the time all the enchantments were anchored on it.
The little girl paused at the shelf, wondering which one would look the coolest. Her mind was already racing with all the modifications she would ask to have added.
Where had her mother gone off to? She now knew what she wanted.
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This wasn't a part of the official school shopping trip, but it was well deserved and about time. Emmerson had been as behaved as she could convince herself to be through the book shopping and her mother had promised her she could claim anything from the joke shop as a reward. At first, she'd thought Sugarplums was better but then...she didn't feel like making herself sick when she could have new toys.
"Mini dragons!!" Emm squealed. They were perfect for what she'd need and she bet if she asked nice enough, her aunt Jessa would animate it for her like she did the cats and the dolls. Her own mini dragon she could convince everyone was real by the time all the enchantments were anchored on it.
The little girl paused at the shelf, wondering which one would look the coolest. Her mind was already racing with all the modifications she would ask to have added.
Where had her mother gone off to? She now knew what she wanted.
Bernie had passed Weasley's Wizard Wheezes many-a-time, but despite her reptuation for...er, trouble, she didn't necessarily need any additional help making it.
She was feeling buoyant today, though, and full of promise for the next year. She was pretty sure she was off probation AND she was about to be basically an upperclassman, so, she figured she deserved a treat. Or two. Or six. And she had to hurry before her parents noticed her missing again and came in here to find her. She didn't need them to see all the amazing tricks and toys available to wizards!!! That would ruin all her plans!
"Scuse me," she brushed by this little(r) girl, maybe elbowing her, maybe not, as she made her way toward the back of the shop. "Instant Darkness Powder, Instant Darkness Powder..." Bernie muttered to herself under her breath as she scanned the shelves for it. Oooh, skiving snackboxes? Should she get a few of those? Nah, didn't have enough for both. Probably.
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Bernie had passed Weasley's Wizard Wheezes many-a-time, but despite her reptuation for...er, trouble, she didn't necessarily need any additional help making it.
She was feeling buoyant today, though, and full of promise for the next year. She was pretty sure she was off probation AND she was about to be basically an upperclassman, so, she figured she deserved a treat. Or two. Or six. And she had to hurry before her parents noticed her missing again and came in here to find her. She didn't need them to see all the amazing tricks and toys available to wizards!!! That would ruin all her plans!
"Scuse me," she brushed by this little(r) girl, maybe elbowing her, maybe not, as she made her way toward the back of the shop. "Instant Darkness Powder, Instant Darkness Powder..." Bernie muttered to herself under her breath as she scanned the shelves for it. Oooh, skiving snackboxes? Should she get a few of those? Nah, didn't have enough for both. Probably.
Emm had only just begun reaching up to get a mini dragon when she felt an elbow by her armpit--short child problems. Was that the way of it? Knocking into small people because you were bigger? Without missing a beat, Emmerson jammed her hands forward, shoving the entire display over. It caused a loud clatter as the metal frame hit the floor and all its items went scrambling with it.
Not to be outdone by her little display, Emmerson threw herself to the floor with the falling shelf, managing to land with her legs splayed and her knees bent.
"Ow! Owwwww!" She cried, the waterworks on cue with this horrid act of clearly being shoved. "Oww! Mama, Maammaaaa. Someone pushed me! Owwwwww! Mama, it hurts." The small girl clutched her knee, rubbing it as if it burned something fierce. It had taken no time at all for her face to become flooded with tears.
Revenge was alright, but the girl was bigger. She'd never be able to hurt her the way she wanted, not yet. Best to have someone else (her mother, please be her mother rather than a reasonable shopkeeper) handle it.
"My kneeeee."
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Emm had only just begun reaching up to get a mini dragon when she felt an elbow by her armpit--short child problems. Was that the way of it? Knocking into small people because you were bigger? Without missing a beat, Emmerson jammed her hands forward, shoving the entire display over. It caused a loud clatter as the metal frame hit the floor and all its items went scrambling with it.
Not to be outdone by her little display, Emmerson threw herself to the floor with the falling shelf, managing to land with her legs splayed and her knees bent.
"Ow! Owwwww!" She cried, the waterworks on cue with this horrid act of clearly being shoved. "Oww! Mama, Maammaaaa. Someone pushed me! Owwwwww! Mama, it hurts." The small girl clutched her knee, rubbing it as if it burned something fierce. It had taken no time at all for her face to become flooded with tears.
Revenge was alright, but the girl was bigger. She'd never be able to hurt her the way she wanted, not yet. Best to have someone else (her mother, please be her mother rather than a reasonable shopkeeper) handle it.
"My kneeeee."
Instant Darkness Pow....owwowwoww. Uh oh. The echoing OW OWWWWS and all the clattering products... it was enough to make Bernie WISH they had the instant darkness powder here on the floor for her to sample. Because this was NOT what she needed on a low-profile shopping trip. A scene?! Her?!
"It wasn't me," the fourteen-year-old delcared immediately, loudly, already inching away from the scene. "Someone come help this poor child. I think she's having spasms." Clearly. Because what else would cause her to suddenly flail and knock over a buncha stuff like that? "It's probably Tourette's," Bernadette added to herself; this was usually her guess when people were strange and dramatic, like Professor Schmoe.
Meanwhile, she'd made it over to the display of tricks and things, and quickly jammed a Headless Hat on her head, under the guise of testing it out. Now no one could see her to blame her, right?
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Instant Darkness Pow....owwowwoww. Uh oh. The echoing OW OWWWWS and all the clattering products... it was enough to make Bernie WISH they had the instant darkness powder here on the floor for her to sample. Because this was NOT what she needed on a low-profile shopping trip. A scene?! Her?!
"It wasn't me," the fourteen-year-old delcared immediately, loudly, already inching away from the scene. "Someone come help this poor child. I think she's having spasms." Clearly. Because what else would cause her to suddenly flail and knock over a buncha stuff like that? "It's probably Tourette's," Bernadette added to herself; this was usually her guess when people were strange and dramatic, like Professor Schmoe.
Meanwhile, she'd made it over to the display of tricks and things, and quickly jammed a Headless Hat on her head, under the guise of testing it out. Now no one could see her to blame her, right?
Some people just liked being difficult, didn't they?
Sigh.
Emmerson watched the girl walk over to another display. Why she wanted to make this a bigger scene was beyond her but Emmerson was fine playing along. The 11 year old crawled along the floor, flopping down by the girl's legs. The hat did not make her invisible, she could still see her just fine.
And the wailing began once more, her face quickly becoming flooded.
Emmerson wrapped her arm around the older girl's leg, her face now soaked with tears while she screamed of the pain and agony she was in. Everything hurt and there wasn't a soul who could tell her otherwise. "Owww, oooooowwwwwwwww. You hurt me." She cried, looking up at hat girl. "That wasn't nice. OoowwwwWWwwWWwwww. I want my mummyyyyy. OOOoooOOOWWWWwwwWWwww!!"
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This was strictly a business trip. He had a list of supplies and that's what he was sticking to. Alexander was good at staying on task, that's why he gave himself this job and gave Benji the easy stuff. If you want to do something right, you've gotta do it yourself. That's something he's had to learn the hard way over the years.
Of course the moment he walked through the doors, it all went out the window. The plan, that is. Because as soon as he began wandering the aisles, his mind started wandering too. A little deviation wouldn't be the end of the world, would it?
He grabbed one of the anti-gravity hats off the shelf and sat it on his head. Maybe he could find a way to spare some change for one of these. Floating felt great.
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There was just something about the bright orange shop that made the youngest of the Luck twins feel out of place. Maybe it was the bell that rang as she entered or the loud children running around and screaming in excitement but she just didn’t quite fit in. Usually, it was the call of turning pages and silence that called her, especially with Flourish and Blott’s so easily accessible in Diagon Alley and yet, here she was walking into the joke shop. Still, it wasn’t all that often that she actually got to spend time in London so when she did, exploring and going to new places and shops was always close to the top of her list and who knew, maybe she’d even find something in there that she wanted.
As she walked in, it was easy to see why everyone seemed to love the joke shop though. With shelves and shelves of mischievous gadgets and gizmos and heaps and mounds of zooming and zany treats, it was a jokester’s paradise. It even brought a smile to her as the she wandered around, her legs the only thing guiding her.
It was a surprise to her then when she actually spotted something that she might actually want…a Miniature Dragon! Stopping, her eyes lingered on the different breeds and how they all interacted with each other in amazement. She needed to take one home with her! She knew why they couldn’t keep a real dragon in their shop but her father never said anything about not keeping a miniature one…
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There was just something about the bright orange shop that made the youngest of the Luck twins feel out of place. Maybe it was the bell that rang as she entered or the loud children running around and screaming in excitement but she just didn’t quite fit in. Usually, it was the call of turning pages and silence that called her, especially with Flourish and Blott’s so easily accessible in Diagon Alley and yet, here she was walking into the joke shop. Still, it wasn’t all that often that she actually got to spend time in London so when she did, exploring and going to new places and shops was always close to the top of her list and who knew, maybe she’d even find something in there that she wanted.
As she walked in, it was easy to see why everyone seemed to love the joke shop though. With shelves and shelves of mischievous gadgets and gizmos and heaps and mounds of zooming and zany treats, it was a jokester’s paradise. It even brought a smile to her as the she wandered around, her legs the only thing guiding her.
It was a surprise to her then when she actually spotted something that she might actually want…a Miniature Dragon! Stopping, her eyes lingered on the different breeds and how they all interacted with each other in amazement. She needed to take one home with her! She knew why they couldn’t keep a real dragon in their shop but her father never said anything about not keeping a miniature one…
Noah had ventured into the prankster's paradise. He wasn't much of a prankster himself but he had heard his sibling's whisper about dying his hair a multitude of colours. He didn't mind his hair being dyed a different colour- he just minded if it suited him. He had heard bright pink, blue, and green- all colours tossed around.
He stopped, noting a young girl who seemed entranced by the minature dragons in the shop. He smiled, thinking to himself that Lisa, his younger sister, would have been enthralled by the creatures. "The Miniature Dragons are my favourite part of the shop." He offered a small smile. "What's your favourite creature?" he asked.
Noah had ventured into the prankster's paradise. He wasn't much of a prankster himself but he had heard his sibling's whisper about dying his hair a multitude of colours. He didn't mind his hair being dyed a different colour- he just minded if it suited him. He had heard bright pink, blue, and green- all colours tossed around.
He stopped, noting a young girl who seemed entranced by the minature dragons in the shop. He smiled, thinking to himself that Lisa, his younger sister, would have been enthralled by the creatures. "The Miniature Dragons are my favourite part of the shop." He offered a small smile. "What's your favourite creature?" he asked.
Ingrid had her heart set on the miniature Dragons now but the question was, would her father actually let her keep one in her room? Would it be allowed at Hogwarts and if she payed for one out of her own money, would anyone of her siblings tell on her if she tried to keep it a secret? So many moving parts and yet, it still didn’t make a difference. She was getting the Dragon. The question was…which one?
“Oh, I really don’t know!” , she sighed turning to the older boy now as he started talking to her. He’d asked the one question that she didn’t really know the answer to. “I really like them all but I just…I don’t know. Do you know how hard they are to look after?” , her eyes now boring into the older boys as though she were trying to drag the answers out of him by herself. If he did, maybe then she could actually pick. After all, maybe a dragon like the Hungarian Horntail was more hard work than something like the Ironbelly or the Longhorn. “Dragons are one of my favourite magical creatures! Although, I’m not sure if they make great pets” , she continued, biting her bottom lip now as her eyes turned back to small, savage creatures. [/B]
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This was strictly a business trip. He had a list of supplies and that's what he was sticking to. Alexander was good at staying on task, that's why he gave himself this job and gave Benji the easy stuff. If you want to do something right, you've gotta do it yourself. That's something he's had to learn the hard way over the years.
Of course the moment he walked through the doors, it all went out the window. The plan, that is. Because as soon as he began wandering the aisles, his mind started wandering too. A little deviation wouldn't be the end of the world, would it?
He grabbed one of the anti-gravity hats off the shelf and sat it on his head. Maybe he could find a way to spare some change for one of these. Floating felt great.
Last time Eimear had been to Diagon Alley, she hadn't gone to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. This time, however, it was close to the top of her list of shops to visit. It was one that her friends and classmates raved about, and she was immensely curious to check it out for herself.
The little brunette pushed open the door, causing a bell to ring above her head... The first thing she noticed was the sound of laughter all around her. Friends and children with their parents were all browsing the store with huge smiles on their faces. But there was a lot to take in and, honestly, the layout was a little... random, so she wasn't sure where exactly to start. In the end, she decided to pick any aisle and start there.
After browsing just a few shelves, she decided that she wasn't sure what to make of a lot of the products. Her nose wrinkled as she looked at something called Frog Spawn Soap, which was next to another product called Belch Powder. They seemed... disgusting, to be completely honest, very childish, and simply unimaginative. There were some products that did intrigue her, though. The nose-biting teacups were oddly cute... and the anti-gravity hats didn't seem bad. In fact, she silently observed as a boy tried one on. It seemed... almost fun.
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Last time Eimear had been to Diagon Alley, she hadn't gone to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. This time, however, it was close to the top of her list of shops to visit. It was one that her friends and classmates raved about, and she was immensely curious to check it out for herself.
The little brunette pushed open the door, causing a bell to ring above her head... The first thing she noticed was the sound of laughter all around her. Friends and children with their parents were all browsing the store with huge smiles on their faces. But there was a lot to take in and, honestly, the layout was a little... random, so she wasn't sure where exactly to start. In the end, she decided to pick any aisle and start there.
After browsing just a few shelves, she decided that she wasn't sure what to make of a lot of the products. Her nose wrinkled as she looked at something called Frog Spawn Soap, which was next to another product called Belch Powder. They seemed... disgusting, to be completely honest, very childish, and simply unimaginative. There were some products that did intrigue her, though. The nose-biting teacups were oddly cute... and the anti-gravity hats didn't seem bad. In fact, she silently observed as a boy tried one on. It seemed... almost fun.
Alex did his best moonwalk to commemorate the moment. As long as Benji wasn't around to make fun, he'd soak in it for a moment or two. Not terribly long though because he still had a list to get through. Speaking of which, he reached his hand into his pocket to check with his notebook. Maybe if he shifted around a few numbers here and there he could actually make this work. They could have PLENTY need for an anti-gravity hat. He could likely come up with a few of these on the spot too, if Benji wasn't as understanding.
It was only when he looked up from his list, that he noticed he was being watched. "Take a picture. It'll last longer."
How long had she been watching him anyway? Alex took the hat off his head, landing on his two feet again. "Catch," he warned his stalker before tossing the hat over to her much like a frisbee. There were plenty still in stock, if that was her worry.
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Some people just liked being difficult, didn't they?
Sigh.
Emmerson watched the girl walk over to another display. Why she wanted to make this a bigger scene was beyond her but Emmerson was fine playing along. The 11 year old crawled along the floor, flopping down by the girl's legs. The hat did not make her invisible, she could still see her just fine.
And the wailing began once more, her face quickly becoming flooded.
Emmerson wrapped her arm around the older girl's leg, her face now soaked with tears while she screamed of the pain and agony she was in. Everything hurt and there wasn't a soul who could tell her otherwise. "Owww, oooooowwwwwwwww. You hurt me." She cried, looking up at hat girl. "That wasn't nice. OoowwwwWWwwWWwwww. I want my mummyyyyy. OOOoooOOOWWWWwwwWWwww!!"
The hat was DEFINITELY working. Bernie was feeling very confident in it and was currently looking for a mirror to check herself out in when she felt...the...er... snake grabbing her leg. Never mind, it was a kid. That snot-nosed whiney one from earlier.
This was exactly like dealing with Pippa. Exactly. Spoiled, small, and loud. Yup.
"Gerofffffffff me," Bernie whined right back at her, even though she wasn't crying like a big baby like miss thing here. "I didn't hurt you. I tried to help you. You probably got hit on the head by one of the things you knocked off the shelves, didn't you?"
Bernie clucked and looked around for another hat, maybe one she could jam on her leg so the girl couldn't see it and would have to let go of her.
"I don't know your mummy, SORRY!" She wasn't, and started edging off, dragging her leg and the girl attached to it like a pirate would drag its peg leg. "You know, no one's buying your pathetic act." Bernie casually looked around, spotted more of the feathery Headless Hats, and started piling them on the girl in the hopes that they'd make her disappear too. Honestly, it was going to take a lot of them to make her go away, she thought. They were such small hats. "No one's going to even be able to see you in a sec. They'll just think you're like, Moaning Myrtle's sister or something."
Honestly, Bernie hadn't heard so much cryyyyyyyying since Myrtle had crashed Divinations last year. She was proud of herself for remembering that class.
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