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Visiting Florean Fortescue's for a tasty treat? In the shop just to meet and greet with friends? Either way, you'll probably be looking for a place to sit down. If the weather's warm enough, or you're just looking for some fresh air, you'll love to sit at one of the many outdoor patio tables the parlour has to offer. Each table is circular in shape, with a number of comfortable wooden seats surrounding it. Depending on the time of year, you just might find a bouquet of fresh flowers sitting in the middle of the table you're seated at.
If the sun is too bright, you'll want to open the umbrella-style top mounted on your table. Otherwise, leave the umbrella closed and pushed down to enjoy the sunny day. At each table, you'll find a menu showcasing all the tasty flavours available at Florean Fortescue's. A napkin dispenser can also be found at every table, just in case you have to clean up any ice cream accidents that do tend to happen.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Drake! <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
The agreement to allow him to sit, even if it had been a quiet one, had Drake beaming even more and he shot his mother an extra thumbs up as he plopped himself down at one of the tables across from Aryan, his legs curling up under him so he sat hunched in his chair while he reached out with his spoon to take his first bite of creamy goodness. Mmm.
With his mother clearly appeased and leaving, Mandrake's attention turned fully to Ary as he watched him curiously as he chomped on a gummy bear still in his mouth from his first bite. They were even extra chewy when they got all cold on top of the treat. At the greeting, he gave a smile back and swallowed his bear. "Hi! What brings you to Diagon Alley today? Do you have older siblings going off to Hogwarts or just here to observe in anticipation for your turn?" Even if Aryan did not seem a big talker at school, that didn't generally stop Drake. He was used to his sister being on the quiet side as well, so perhaps those who let him put all the words out there was just what was familiar. "I can't wait until we're off to school. Have you been trying to figure out already what house you might be in? I'm hoping Slytherin or Hufflepuff so it's easier to get out to the grounds."
Another scoop of treat went into his mouth, giving the poor other boy a reprieve.
It was a good sign that Drake was all smiles, yeah? It indicated that he didn’t mind sitting with an overly quiet boy. Though Ary knew Drake was flashing his mother a thumbs up, his gaze still followed the other boy’s to the pretty woman. And then just like that, Drake’s attention was on him. Ary tried to act natural, like he wasn’t uncomfortable with said attention. Don’t get him wrong, most people’s attention on him made him feel this way. When Bry was around, everyone’s was usually on her, which suited him just fine.
Ary stabbed at a sour patch kid with his spoon, wondering why in the name of Merlin did he mostly seem to attract all the talkers. So many questions… but this was better than sitting there in silence and making Drake think that Ary was being rude. “Out for fun,’’ he began carefully, swirling his ice cream around in the bowl so that it started to melt quicker. “My older brother graduated in June, my twin sisters are about to be second years.” Oh, that’s right. The boys would be in the same year at Hogwarts. This little fact had escaped Ary until now. “One of my sisters is a Hufflepuff. The other is a Gryffindor and my brother is a Ravenclaw. No Slytherin but maybe that’ll be me.” And now, Ary had ice cream soup with bits of sour treats mixed in. “You like the outdoors then?” Could it be that they had this in common?
It was a good sign that Drake was all smiles, yeah? It indicated that he didn’t mind sitting with an overly quiet boy. Though Ary knew Drake was flashing his mother a thumbs up, his gaze still followed the other boy’s to the pretty woman. And then just like that, Drake’s attention was on him. Ary tried to act natural, like he wasn’t uncomfortable with said attention. Don’t get him wrong, most people’s attention on him made him feel this way. When Bry was around, everyone’s was usually on her, which suited him just fine.
Ary stabbed at a sour patch kid with his spoon, wondering why in the name of Merlin did he mostly seem to attract all the talkers. So many questions… but this was better than sitting there in silence and making Drake think that Ary was being rude. “Out for fun,’’ he began carefully, swirling his ice cream around in the bowl so that it started to melt quicker. “My older brother graduated in June, my twin sisters are about to be second years.” Oh, that’s right. The boys would be in the same year at Hogwarts. This little fact had escaped Ary until now. “One of my sisters is a Hufflepuff. The other is a Gryffindor and my brother is a Ravenclaw. No Slytherin but maybe that’ll be me.” And now, Ary had ice cream soup with bits of sour treats mixed in. “You like the outdoors then?” Could it be that they had this in common?
Drake didn't mind quiet in the slightest, though he figured other people might in his presence as he tended to try to fill it. Which was not a response to him being uncomfortable with it just... he knew other people could be and that talking wasn't easy for everyone, but it was for him (most of the time) so why not utilize that? He could tell the attention seemed to give a little discomfort too, seeing some of the same signs as Gil, and he shifted more of his gaze to his ice cream in hopes of at least alleviating some of that.
But then Ary was answering the millions of questions and Drake thought it was polite to make eye contact, so brown eyes flicked upwards again. "Fun is better than necessity. No schedule to have to follow!" Unless he only had a set amount of time to be here that was. "Your older brother is already graduated!? Are you bummed that means you won't be at school with him? Or excited because that means you have him to yourself this next year?" With his twin sisters being gone and all. Oooh how interesting that was that there was almost a sibling in every house! "Do you WANT to be in Slytherin? Or are you hoping for one of the other house's where your siblings were placed?" As much as he wanted Slytherin or Hufflepuff, he was hoping for the same house as Gilly too but... truthfully that seemed pretty far fetched to him. They WERE pretty different. "I love being outside! Dirt is probably one of my favorite things ever." It was so versatile! Nutrients for plants, sculpting power when it was all wet and muddy ... options!
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Drake! <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
Drake didn't mind quiet in the slightest, though he figured other people might in his presence as he tended to try to fill it. Which was not a response to him being uncomfortable with it just... he knew other people could be and that talking wasn't easy for everyone, but it was for him (most of the time) so why not utilize that? He could tell the attention seemed to give a little discomfort too, seeing some of the same signs as Gil, and he shifted more of his gaze to his ice cream in hopes of at least alleviating some of that.
But then Ary was answering the millions of questions and Drake thought it was polite to make eye contact, so brown eyes flicked upwards again. "Fun is better than necessity. No schedule to have to follow!" Unless he only had a set amount of time to be here that was. "Your older brother is already graduated!? Are you bummed that means you won't be at school with him? Or excited because that means you have him to yourself this next year?" With his twin sisters being gone and all. Oooh how interesting that was that there was almost a sibling in every house! "Do you WANT to be in Slytherin? Or are you hoping for one of the other house's where your siblings were placed?" As much as he wanted Slytherin or Hufflepuff, he was hoping for the same house as Gilly too but... truthfully that seemed pretty far fetched to him. They WERE pretty different. "I love being outside! Dirt is probably one of my favorite things ever." It was so versatile! Nutrients for plants, sculpting power when it was all wet and muddy ... options!
The fact that Drake did seem to pay a lot of attention to his own ice cream helped; Ary couldn’t help but be secretly grateful. The occasional eye contact he didn’t mind though. Like Drake, he thought that it was the polite thing to do. “Agreed,’’ he said, resorting naturally to giving a one word answer that he usually did. But then Ary remembered that he wanted Drake to like him. Staying quiet would not accomplish that goal. “Means more time to spend eating peanut butter ice cream… soup.” Ary spooned up a spoonful of his mixture of solid yet liquid-like mixture.
It turns out little Ary was actually quite good at answering questions; what needed to be worked on is him elaborating on his replies. He thought for a bit. “A little bummed out. Don’t wanna bother him though. Big siblings don’t like little ones getting in their way.” Though none of his siblings had ever told him this, Ary was figuring this out on his own. It mainly stemmed from having the sneaking feeling that he and the twins climbing into Raj’s bed early in the mornings when they were all at home was starting to annoy Raj. Maybe it was his imagination, maybe it was not. “Dad and Papa told me it doesn’t matter,’’ Ary said simply. “So I don’t really mind any House.” Another spoon of ice cream was taken. “Where do you think you’ll be Sorted?” The ten year old actually beamed then. “Except when it gets under the fingernails. Gardening sounds like something you’d like.” Was it, Drake?
Truthfully, Drake didn't even mind the one word answers. That could sometimes be the usual from Gilly too so again Aryan's responses was normal to him, maybe even comfortable because he was so used to it. But that didn't mean he wasn't pleased when the other male expanded on his answer too - a laugh accompanying the example of his now soupy ice cream. Peering into his own bowl, Drake gave a nod of agreement. "Mine's not looking too good either." But it still tasted yummy so that was fine with him. "But maybe in our cases more time to enjoy a cold treat on a hot day is not in our benefit." Or else they'd be drinking it.
Big siblings not liking being bothered by younger was news to Drake, and his surprise probably showed. "They don't?" Gilly wasn't older by more than like an hour but... still did that apply for twins too? "I thought the stereotype was older siblings loved to have younger siblings so they could boss them around and make them do stuff? Do your older siblings not do that stuff?" All his information was coming from stories and tv shows so... he supposed it would not be that far fetched for that to be not reality. "I think it really only matters in the sense of where you'll be happy you know? So more of... do you have an idea which place might make you happy?" As for his own house, he considered again for a moment. He didn't really seem like the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Sltyherin type... "Probably Hufflepuff! But I don't mind, because that's super close to the kitchen I hear!" See even under the fingernails didn't bother Drake - that's just what soap and water was for. At Ary's question, he nodded and gave a giant grin. "I loooove gardening. Which probably seems cliche for someone named Mandrake but maybe my parents were just seers."
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Drake! <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
Truthfully, Drake didn't even mind the one word answers. That could sometimes be the usual from Gilly too so again Aryan's responses was normal to him, maybe even comfortable because he was so used to it. But that didn't mean he wasn't pleased when the other male expanded on his answer too - a laugh accompanying the example of his now soupy ice cream. Peering into his own bowl, Drake gave a nod of agreement. "Mine's not looking too good either." But it still tasted yummy so that was fine with him. "But maybe in our cases more time to enjoy a cold treat on a hot day is not in our benefit." Or else they'd be drinking it.
Big siblings not liking being bothered by younger was news to Drake, and his surprise probably showed. "They don't?" Gilly wasn't older by more than like an hour but... still did that apply for twins too? "I thought the stereotype was older siblings loved to have younger siblings so they could boss them around and make them do stuff? Do your older siblings not do that stuff?" All his information was coming from stories and tv shows so... he supposed it would not be that far fetched for that to be not reality. "I think it really only matters in the sense of where you'll be happy you know? So more of... do you have an idea which place might make you happy?" As for his own house, he considered again for a moment. He didn't really seem like the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Sltyherin type... "Probably Hufflepuff! But I don't mind, because that's super close to the kitchen I hear!" See even under the fingernails didn't bother Drake - that's just what soap and water was for. At Ary's question, he nodded and gave a giant grin. "I loooove gardening. Which probably seems cliche for someone named Mandrake but maybe my parents were just seers."
Perhaps it was the talk of their less-than-attractive-to-look-at ice cream but Ary actually giggled as he took a peek at Drake’s ice cream and couldn’t agree more: it wasn’t looking great either. Or perhaps it was because Drake didn’t seem to care that Ary didn’t talk much that made Ary decide that Drake wasn’t so bad. Maybe they were bonding? “That too.” It was all about perspective.
Stereotype? Drake knew big words. Ary wondered if the other ice cream eater was a reader; a bookworm. He shrugged. “Maybe not all siblings are the same? Or maybe it’s all in my head that I’m bugging them?” Hmm, this conversation involved a lot of maybes. Look at the two trying to figure life out. “Mine doesn’t boss me around… they’re always nice. I don’t think our dads wouldn’t allow them to be anything but.” Aryan fixed Drake with a curious gaze. “Do yours boss you around?” The more Drake thought, the more Ary decided that he was quite wise, and Ary found that he liked listening to him. “Easier to sneak off to to get food,’’ he confirmed, bobbing his head. “Especially during late nights. Hufflepuff for me too. But cos it accepts everyone.” And Ary didn’t think he fit well in any other House. “Do you have Mandrakes at home?” He was quite in awe over the fact that Drake liked gardening and the fact that the actual name was Mandrake. It was quite cool.
For emphasis, Drake scooped out a bite of his ice cream with his spoon before letting it splash back into the rest of the bowl. Taking a quick peer inside, he decided he was done outside of maybe the left over gummies which he unceremoniously picked out to pop into his mouth. He smiled around the gummy then too, feeling pleased he'd been able to make his quiet companion laugh - though he had the sense to not mention it and make Ary potentially feel uncomfortable.
This Beery was not much of a reader. But sometimes having a sister who WAS and liked to bore him educate him came in handy, particularly with his vocabulary and sometimes even the ideas he could speak on without too much panic. "All siblings probably aren't the same. But you also don't seem the type that someone would think of as being a bother. So maybe it's a fraction of both?" Ahhh yes, the parent's influence was always something to also keep into consideration! Mum preferred they were nice to each other too... but Mum also wasn't always around. "I only have my sister Gilly. And she's barely older." Because twins. "But sometimes she does try. Though I kind of let her too, mainly because she is definitely a lot smarter. Not that I'd tell her that most days." Some days he might.
His grin grew wider at Ary's words and he gave an excited nod. "That, exactly! I think being all the way up on the seventh floor sounds so exhausting!" So he supposed he wouldn't even want to be Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. "Maybe we'll both get to be in Hufflepuff and we'll be dorm mates!" That would be fun - though it was nice enough anyways starting school just knowing other people. But imagine if right away knew one of his room mates too?? "No. I think going to see the school ones are going to be first on my list since there aren't any at home. What do you want to do first thing when you get to Hogwarts?"
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Drake! <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
For emphasis, Drake scooped out a bite of his ice cream with his spoon before letting it splash back into the rest of the bowl. Taking a quick peer inside, he decided he was done outside of maybe the left over gummies which he unceremoniously picked out to pop into his mouth. He smiled around the gummy then too, feeling pleased he'd been able to make his quiet companion laugh - though he had the sense to not mention it and make Ary potentially feel uncomfortable.
This Beery was not much of a reader. But sometimes having a sister who WAS and liked to bore him educate him came in handy, particularly with his vocabulary and sometimes even the ideas he could speak on without too much panic. "All siblings probably aren't the same. But you also don't seem the type that someone would think of as being a bother. So maybe it's a fraction of both?" Ahhh yes, the parent's influence was always something to also keep into consideration! Mum preferred they were nice to each other too... but Mum also wasn't always around. "I only have my sister Gilly. And she's barely older." Because twins. "But sometimes she does try. Though I kind of let her too, mainly because she is definitely a lot smarter. Not that I'd tell her that most days." Some days he might.
His grin grew wider at Ary's words and he gave an excited nod. "That, exactly! I think being all the way up on the seventh floor sounds so exhausting!" So he supposed he wouldn't even want to be Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. "Maybe we'll both get to be in Hufflepuff and we'll be dorm mates!" That would be fun - though it was nice enough anyways starting school just knowing other people. But imagine if right away knew one of his room mates too?? "No. I think going to see the school ones are going to be first on my list since there aren't any at home. What do you want to do first thing when you get to Hogwarts?"
Ary decided that he liked Mandragora Drake for two reasons: Drake too liked ice cream soups and the manner in which he made those gummies disappear. There was nothing quite like eating gummies with such gusto. Maybe not being reserved with everyone could be a good thing. Still, he’d take baby steps.
Having a big sister who was always trying to teach you things could be… overwhelming? At least to Ary. Dynah was always trying to get him to learn something about her violin but it rarely interested him. So yes, it got boring at times. Hang on a minute… did… Drake really think that about him? Drake didn’t think he was a bother then? This was surprising, and just mulling his own question over in his head made him feel as though he’d get all teary eyed and overly emotional. Ary clenched his spoon and fished out the last of his sour gummy worms. “Thank you. I guess then… you wouldn’t mind having a less chatty person around?” Gilly? Ary now had an important question. “Did your parents name you after plants with the hope that you both gonna work in greenhouses?” It was a valid question, right? “Gilly might be Ravenclaw if she so smart.”
More head bobbing happened. “Walking up and down those stairs is going to make anyone’s feet hurt. I think there are a few classes held in the towers though. Like Astronomy.” Without knowing it, Aryan’s face lit up at that happy thought of being dormmates with Drake. It would be a relief for him if he had a friend in the same House and year. “We could stay up and have ice cream soup often!” Look at them making plans already without even knowing what the future held, bless the munchkins. “I can go with you? Never seen Mandrakes for real. Um… I think I’d want to see the creatures. Aunty Hady told me there are different species there. She’s the Magical Creatures professor.”
For Drake, those would have seemed like the most legitimate reasons to determine one vibed with another human being. He also would have been honored that Ary thought as much, especially considering the times he had seen the other boy around Primary he'd never known how to approach him even if he wanted to. Not because he was bothered by his quiet demeanor, but more so because he was worried he'd be bothered by Drake's not.
It was only overwhelming to him when he didn't understand the concepts Gilly was talking about. Which wasn't terribly often considering she could usually explain it well but those occasions where it was almost always ended up in a headache. And some frustrated tears but he'd shush on that bit. He definitely did think Ary was not a bore, and his question of him not minding a more quiet person around was nearly a surprise to him. "Of course not! Everyone has a different level with how much they're comfortable talking or what they want to share, and that's everyone's individual right. I think it'd be strange to judge someone or not want to be around them for that." Besides, he could either fill the silence or just comfortably sit in it. It was the most valid of questions, but truthfully one someone would need to ask his parents because he wasn't sure if there was an intention or if they just liked it. "It could be a hope for our futures, but I think it also was mainly just because of their interests. The names are unique though - so either way, I'm happy." Ravenclaw did seem fitting for Gil, but he also wouldn't have been surprised Slytherin for her either. "That or she'll probably be a snake. I'm not sure which though." He definitely didn't see her in Hufflepuff, which was disappointing considering that's where he envisioned he might end up.
"Do we take Astronomy right away or is that one of the later elective courses?" Was he asking solely out of concern for his own laziness? Absolutely. Drake beamed a bit brighter as Aryan did, pleased to see someone excited about the prospect of being future dorm mates. And he certainly hoped it would be a thing because knowing someone immediately would be such a comfort! "Fingers crossed that's where we both get placed!! And if it is Hufflepuff and so close to the kitchens.. we can have ice cream soup whenever!" At the offer to also accompany him to the greenhouses, Drake's smile only grew and he excitedly bobbed his head in agreement. "Yeah! And then I'll go with you to the barns and stuff!"
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Flora to Ary's fauna? <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
For Drake, those would have seemed like the most legitimate reasons to determine one vibed with another human being. He also would have been honored that Ary thought as much, especially considering the times he had seen the other boy around Primary he'd never known how to approach him even if he wanted to. Not because he was bothered by his quiet demeanor, but more so because he was worried he'd be bothered by Drake's not.
It was only overwhelming to him when he didn't understand the concepts Gilly was talking about. Which wasn't terribly often considering she could usually explain it well but those occasions where it was almost always ended up in a headache. And some frustrated tears but he'd shush on that bit. He definitely did think Ary was not a bore, and his question of him not minding a more quiet person around was nearly a surprise to him. "Of course not! Everyone has a different level with how much they're comfortable talking or what they want to share, and that's everyone's individual right. I think it'd be strange to judge someone or not want to be around them for that." Besides, he could either fill the silence or just comfortably sit in it. It was the most valid of questions, but truthfully one someone would need to ask his parents because he wasn't sure if there was an intention or if they just liked it. "It could be a hope for our futures, but I think it also was mainly just because of their interests. The names are unique though - so either way, I'm happy." Ravenclaw did seem fitting for Gil, but he also wouldn't have been surprised Slytherin for her either. "That or she'll probably be a snake. I'm not sure which though." He definitely didn't see her in Hufflepuff, which was disappointing considering that's where he envisioned he might end up.
"Do we take Astronomy right away or is that one of the later elective courses?" Was he asking solely out of concern for his own laziness? Absolutely. Drake beamed a bit brighter as Aryan did, pleased to see someone excited about the prospect of being future dorm mates. And he certainly hoped it would be a thing because knowing someone immediately would be such a comfort! "Fingers crossed that's where we both get placed!! And if it is Hufflepuff and so close to the kitchens.. we can have ice cream soup whenever!" At the offer to also accompany him to the greenhouses, Drake's smile only grew and he excitedly bobbed his head in agreement. "Yeah! And then I'll go with you to the barns and stuff!"
Ary was in slight awe of Drake. Secretly, of course. Drake had such high opinions, and that was the source of Ary being impressed. Not that he didn’t have opinions of his own, it was just that he didn’t voice them. “This is good to know.” Then maybe Drake would hang out more with him. Not bad for recruiting another friend in Ary’s midst, the little guy decided. “I think people who like to talk a lot like me.” Indeed this was heavily pointing out that Drake was a talker, but not in a bad way. “I also think that is good. Means I don’t have to keep talking. Listening is fine.” Which is exactly what he was doing now as the other boy talked about his and his sister’s names. “Are your parents Herbologists then? Or… gardeners?” What he really meant was ‘landscapers’ but couldn’t place his finger on the word. “They are unique. I like them.” Aryan always liked it better when anything was that way. Why did everything always have to fit in? “Only the Sorting Hat truly knows when it sees into our minds.”
“Nooo. I think that happens until we’re third or fourth years. Same with Muggle Studies. And a few other subjects.” But all that Ary was interested in was CoMC. He was going to be a stellar student at that one! He crossed his fingers of his right hand - four of them {with the exception of the thumb}so that there was a pair of crossed appendages. “Until or if we get tired of ice cream soup,’’ the quieter kiddo added. At the moment, his brain was racing with all the adventures that awaited him and Drake at Hogwarts. “Deal! We’ll meet all the plants and creatures.”
What luck for him to have another chatterbox friend, because Ary liked Drake a lot.
He was perhaps too comfortable sharing his opinions. But his mother had always encouraged he and Gilly both did so which just kind of made it second nature to talk one's ear off about whatever he thought. He didn't do so hot when it turned into a debate though and if his opinion made people angry... Confrontation almost always put him in tears. "That's probably true! I like you!" He heard the insinuation and he agreed and took ownership of it. He DID talk a lot. "Maybe you can teach me to be a better listener and I can teach you to talk a little more." When it was important and he'd felt like he needed too, anyways. "My mom is a herbologist. My Dad was a sailor." Before the tides he loved claimed him, that was. Sometimes Drake missed the idea of him, but he was simply an idea considering he'd never met him. "Thank you! My mom's name is also Juniper so.. it goes with the whole plant vibe." A regular family of sprouts, they were.
Oh thank Merlin they'd have some time to get core classes under their belt first and foremost before it was time to add anything additional! Though CoMC WOULD be fun he imagined. At least he got to start Herbology right away! "Good point. We should probably have alternative snacks brainstormed too for when the unthinkable becomes reality." His grin and his excitement were even more vast than prior and he really really hoped they would end up dorm mates! But even if not, he imagined he and Aryan would still be able to find plenty of adventures to do together. "I'm looking forward to it!!"
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Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Drake <3
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
He was perhaps too comfortable sharing his opinions. But his mother had always encouraged he and Gilly both did so which just kind of made it second nature to talk one's ear off about whatever he thought. He didn't do so hot when it turned into a debate though and if his opinion made people angry... Confrontation almost always put him in tears. "That's probably true! I like you!" He heard the insinuation and he agreed and took ownership of it. He DID talk a lot. "Maybe you can teach me to be a better listener and I can teach you to talk a little more." When it was important and he'd felt like he needed too, anyways. "My mom is a herbologist. My Dad was a sailor." Before the tides he loved claimed him, that was. Sometimes Drake missed the idea of him, but he was simply an idea considering he'd never met him. "Thank you! My mom's name is also Juniper so.. it goes with the whole plant vibe." A regular family of sprouts, they were.
Oh thank Merlin they'd have some time to get core classes under their belt first and foremost before it was time to add anything additional! Though CoMC WOULD be fun he imagined. At least he got to start Herbology right away! "Good point. We should probably have alternative snacks brainstormed too for when the unthinkable becomes reality." His grin and his excitement were even more vast than prior and he really really hoped they would end up dorm mates! But even if not, he imagined he and Aryan would still be able to find plenty of adventures to do together. "I'm looking forward to it!!"
Ary didn’t mind that Drake shared his opinions and thoughts. For one thing, it would fill silences brought about by himself, which since he and Drake hadn’t really known each other before probably would have been awkward. The outright admission the other made though. Ary felt surprised followed by happiness. “I like you too,’’ he admitted with surprising ease. Maybe he really did like chatterboxes. Maybe they were his people. “All you gots to do is to be quiet and listen to the other. Speak when you have a thought, after they’ve done talking.” It was simple and easy. Aryan did not miss out the tense used in describing Drake’s parents’ presence: present tense for his mum, past tense for his dad. Ary wasn’t sure how to broach the dad subject {“what if it made his new friend sad?}. Maybe another time? Especially since they were going to be at Hogwarts together and be in the same year… they were bound to talk more and then he could bring up the topic. “I think it’s cool. It sounds like it could be a tradition.” Naming people and pets in that manner was rather interesting.
“Sour patch kids,’’ Ary volunteered instantly. “Anything that is mostly not sweet.” Drake can eat all of the sweets if he liked. Same as flora Drake, fauna Ary was excited about the possibility of them being dormmates. If they were, perhaps they could have beds right next to each other. “Sames. It’s gonna be lots of fun.” Unless Hogwarts tried to kill them, like the Acromantulas tried to do to his dads and their friends.
Drake beamed as Aryan echoed his own thoughts, even extra pleased he'd chosen to sit here now. It had been a whim, but now he could go back to school with a friend AND have someone he knew at Hogwarts! He even had plans for things to do at their new school with someone other than his sister. Truthfully, as friendly as he was, there had still been a little nagging thought of what if he never made any? "But what do you do if after they've spoken you don't have a thought?" That was what made him most nervous about being a listener. Especially if it was something that was heavier subject matter. Drake wanted to be the kind of friend that was there for you and reliable for anything, but he also worried about not having the right words to say to cheer someone up. He also appreciated that attention was not drawn to the tenses he'd used. He didn't mind talking about his Dad but sometimes it WAS still sad. "If it is... I wonder what Gilly and I name the future Beery generations." He considered for a moment, tilting his head as he did so. "Niffler? Blast ended Skrewt?" Uhhhhh... "Devil's Snare?" Maybe not the last one.... or the ones before that either.
"First they're sour, then they're sweet." The other boy replied out of compulsion, before giggling a bit. "Okay! Something not super sweet it is. Do you like popcorn? That one is a good snack too. AND you can make it more fun by throwing other foods in with it!" It was like.. the better version of trail mix. But maybe he only thought that because he didn't like nuts - horrible peanut allergy. "Agreed!" Thankfully he did not have a frame of reference for the dangers Hogwarts could present. Probably for the best for this cry baby.
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Drake beamed as Aryan echoed his own thoughts, even extra pleased he'd chosen to sit here now. It had been a whim, but now he could go back to school with a friend AND have someone he knew at Hogwarts! He even had plans for things to do at their new school with someone other than his sister. Truthfully, as friendly as he was, there had still been a little nagging thought of what if he never made any? "But what do you do if after they've spoken you don't have a thought?" That was what made him most nervous about being a listener. Especially if it was something that was heavier subject matter. Drake wanted to be the kind of friend that was there for you and reliable for anything, but he also worried about not having the right words to say to cheer someone up. He also appreciated that attention was not drawn to the tenses he'd used. He didn't mind talking about his Dad but sometimes it WAS still sad. "If it is... I wonder what Gilly and I name the future Beery generations." He considered for a moment, tilting his head as he did so. "Niffler? Blast ended Skrewt?" Uhhhhh... "Devil's Snare?" Maybe not the last one.... or the ones before that either.
"First they're sour, then they're sweet." The other boy replied out of compulsion, before giggling a bit. "Okay! Something not super sweet it is. Do you like popcorn? That one is a good snack too. AND you can make it more fun by throwing other foods in with it!" It was like.. the better version of trail mix. But maybe he only thought that because he didn't like nuts - horrible peanut allergy. "Agreed!" Thankfully he did not have a frame of reference for the dangers Hogwarts could present. Probably for the best for this cry baby.
Ary was definitely feeling the same, Drake. The only person he’d had plans with is Bryony, and while he loved her {as a friend!}, he loved the ideas and plans he had with Drake. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad for him at Hogwarts after all. “This helps when you has no thoughts.” Aryan reached out to pat Drake’s closest arm. “A little pat.” Yep, this little boy had deduced that words didn’t always have to be a thing, thanks to all his encounters with Bry and her tantrums. Okay! Possible names! He wasted no time in jumping in on this. “Venomous Tentacula! And Mooncalf!” Ary was totallyyy not biased there because Mooncalves were his favourite creatures. He then burst out giggling because yes, he knew Drake and he were being silly.
Colour Ary DELIGHTED! Absolutely delighted! Because Drake knew all about Sour Patch Kids! “Yas! Not fully sweet makes it best! Popcorn is yummy but I’ve never mixed it with anything.” He tilted his head, thoughtfully processing this information. “What’s best to mix it with?” Hmm, should he be taking notes?
Huh. Aryan clearly knew his stuff, because Drake hadn't even been feeling BAD and yet the pat to his arm made him feel even less so. "Hey! That works!" he exclaimed, before reaching out to pat Ary's arm as well. This one was a thank you tap. "Venom would be kind of a fun name!" Joking aside, wouldn't it?? Imagine too if it was a Hufflepuff named Venom! That just seemed ironic. "Mooncalves are cute." He added, just as a rabbit trail of a thought as he pictured the beasts.
What was the BEST to mix popcorn with? Drake's hand went to his chin as he really contemplated that question, going through the combos he'd tried in his mind. Cheesy popcorn was yummy but that was more of a flavoring than combining two snacks - so he opted instead to go with the classic. "M&M's and popcorn! If you drop a pouch full into HOT popcorn, the candies get all melty and coat the popcorn and..." He kissed his finger tips and flicked it up at the air. "Delicious!" In fact, he wanted some as soon as he got home.
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Good day, Diagon Alley. It's been a while. Didn't miss you at all. So glad to know nothing's majorly changed.
Harrison rarely visited the alley these days, his days of needing most of his learning supplies from this busy corner of the wizarding world far behind him. He had other places where he could obtain the essentials he needed replenishing, after all. It always meant lessening the likelihood of bumping into someone from Hogwarts. It's been a few years since he graduated, but he was never the type to catch up. The very few people he knew, and tolerated, didn't need him making his way into this area of London.
So why exactly was he out here? The former Slytherin walked himself into this visit when he said he'd pay for Ashley Fox's ice cream. The main goal had been to make her shut up, to be frank, but the girl's pitiful aura just wouldn't do for him when it was dampening his own mood and possibly everyone else's. Ice cream in March sounded concerning, but he'll have to endure it to keep his peace. "Well," Harrison said, his arms folded behind, as he glanced at the girl. "You know what to do." Ice cream, she wanted. Ice cream, she'll now have. Right here at Florean's.
Yes, he would be forcing them to sit outside. In case she started talking about gloomy things again, so he could nod and agree with everything she said whilst his gaze was elsewhere. It works every time.
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Good day, Diagon Alley. It's been a while. Didn't miss you at all. So glad to know nothing's majorly changed.
Harrison rarely visited the alley these days, his days of needing most of his learning supplies from this busy corner of the wizarding world far behind him. He had other places where he could obtain the essentials he needed replenishing, after all. It always meant lessening the likelihood of bumping into someone from Hogwarts. It's been a few years since he graduated, but he was never the type to catch up. The very few people he knew, and tolerated, didn't need him making his way into this area of London.
So why exactly was he out here? The former Slytherin walked himself into this visit when he said he'd pay for Ashley Fox's ice cream. The main goal had been to make her shut up, to be frank, but the girl's pitiful aura just wouldn't do for him when it was dampening his own mood and possibly everyone else's. Ice cream in March sounded concerning, but he'll have to endure it to keep his peace. "Well," Harrison said, his arms folded behind, as he glanced at the girl. "You know what to do." Ice cream, she wanted. Ice cream, she'll now have. Right here at Florean's.
Yes, he would be forcing them to sit outside. In case she started talking about gloomy things again, so he could nod and agree with everything she said whilst his gaze was elsewhere. It works every time.
Ashley SWORE she saw someone eating ice cream JuSt YeStErDaY. Ice cream in March was normal (she was sure)!!! Harrison did not at all seem to agree (she could tell), but at least he was humoring her a little bit? She was pretty sure he hated her, though. (Actually, she was pretty sure that everyone hated her.) She felt bad about it, ok? She was sorry for dragging him around Diagon Alley when she could have done it herself and not bothered him.
She slouched into her seat outside. Honestly? She liked sitting outside. It was good for the energy. Plus, she could look at the sky. She took a bite of her ice cream, watching Harrison quietly. She was sure he expected her to talk his ear off and she felt like throwing him off a little. Also, she couldn't talk and eat at the same time. "Thanks for coming with me," she murmured. "It's very nice of you."
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Huh. Aryan clearly knew his stuff, because Drake hadn't even been feeling BAD and yet the pat to his arm made him feel even less so. "Hey! That works!" he exclaimed, before reaching out to pat Ary's arm as well. This one was a thank you tap. "Venom would be kind of a fun name!" Joking aside, wouldn't it?? Imagine too if it was a Hufflepuff named Venom! That just seemed ironic. "Mooncalves are cute." He added, just as a rabbit trail of a thought as he pictured the beasts.
What was the BEST to mix popcorn with? Drake's hand went to his chin as he really contemplated that question, going through the combos he'd tried in his mind. Cheesy popcorn was yummy but that was more of a flavoring than combining two snacks - so he opted instead to go with the classic. "M&M's and popcorn! If you drop a pouch full into HOT popcorn, the candies get all melty and coat the popcorn and..." He kissed his finger tips and flicked it up at the air. "Delicious!" In fact, he wanted some as soon as he got home.
Aryan did know his stuff because this particular stuff was a huge part of his survival. He giggled at Drake’s exclamation. “See? Now you gets to keep this in mind and use it when you needs to.” Ary’s face definitely brightened at the return pat. It was his lucky day that Drake had decided to sit here with him. “Like that Muggle villain!’’ How did Ary know this? His dad was very into Muggle Superheroes, and the little boy was familiar with Spiderman’s enemy. But he wasn’t sure if Drake was and was quite prepared to launch into an explanation if needed. “Want a Mooncalf,’’ he revealed to Drake. “Someday I’ll have one.” Ary may not know how, but he will have a Mooncalf one day.
Images of creating this great mixture he was learning about flashed through his mind. It sounded like quite the treat and he was positive Bry would get into liking it. Plus, it wasn’t going to be fully sweet if it were being mixed with popcorn, right? “Gonna try that! And soon! Just needs dad to get the M&Ms and popcorns.” Speaking of which… Adi was beckoning to Ary. The boy hopped off his seat. It seemed his dad was done signing autographs. “Gots to go. See you at school.” He gave Drake a big smile and another pat on the arm. Then he grabbed his empty bowl to throw in the trash and sped off towards his father.
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Ashley SWORE she saw someone eating ice cream JuSt YeStErDaY. Ice cream in March was normal (she was sure)!!! Harrison did not at all seem to agree (she could tell), but at least he was humoring her a little bit? She was pretty sure he hated her, though. (Actually, she was pretty sure that everyone hated her.) She felt bad about it, ok? She was sorry for dragging him around Diagon Alley when she could have done it herself and not bothered him.
She slouched into her seat outside. Honestly? She liked sitting outside. It was good for the energy. Plus, she could look at the sky. She took a bite of her ice cream, watching Harrison quietly. She was sure he expected her to talk his ear off and she felt like throwing him off a little. Also, she couldn't talk and eat at the same time. "Thanks for coming with me," she murmured. "It's very nice of you."
To be fair, anyone can eat ice cream on any month. But Harrison Prewett was not fair, didn't like being fair, thought life was never fair anyway, so he was entitled to his sentiments about ice cream on such cold weather today.
Nevermind that he'd bought ice cream for himself too, which sat untouched as of now on the table, because he can and because he needed something to busy himself with if the people in the alley were uninteresting. Vanilla, sugar-free. The most Harrison flavour one could ever think of.
He waved a dismissive hand at Ashley Fox's thanks as he took a seat opposite her. She wouldn't be thanking him, nor be thinking he was nice, if she knew why he'd even agreed to pay for the ice cream in the first place. "What flavour did you get?" Harrison hadn't bothered to know, having let Ashley place her own order with the employee at the counter. He came to pay, not know the details. Though he probably should have, to make sure he'd paid the correct price.
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Harry, are you ok? You haven’t touched your sugar-free vanilla ice cream
Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash was quite confused as to why Harrison would buy sugar-free vanilla ice cream in March and not eat it. At least it wouldn’t melt? But she didn’t understand why he bought it. She didn’t understand him in general, honestly. Only that he thought ice cream in March was stupid.
The sad thing was that Ashley would have thanked him extra if she knew he only came with to keep her quiet. Extra twice, extra guiltily. ”I got chocolate peanut butter with rainbow sprinkles. It’s my favorite.” She would offer to share, but she was sure he wouldn’t eat it. She sighed, pulling out a pen to draw some stuff on a napkin. She drew some sad sad sad flowers, which was what she always drew when she had napkins. ”It’s really good ice cream,” she commented, hoping he’d see how much she liked it and then decide that it was worth the trip and the ice cream money to come and visit with her.
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Ash was quite confused as to why Harrison would buy sugar-free vanilla ice cream in March and not eat it. At least it wouldn’t melt? But she didn’t understand why he bought it. She didn’t understand him in general, honestly. Only that he thought ice cream in March was stupid.
The sad thing was that Ashley would have thanked him extra if she knew he only came with to keep her quiet. Extra twice, extra guiltily. ”I got chocolate peanut butter with rainbow sprinkles. It’s my favorite.” She would offer to share, but she was sure he wouldn’t eat it. She sighed, pulling out a pen to draw some stuff on a napkin. She drew some sad sad sad flowers, which was what she always drew when she had napkins. ”It’s really good ice cream,” she commented, hoping he’d see how much she liked it and then decide that it was worth the trip and the ice cream money to come and visit with her.
Let's calm down, Ashley Fox. He didn't buy ice cream just to watch it melt in front of him. Harrison was going to eat it eventually, one tiny spoonful at a time. He simply wasn't as eager about it as she was, and besides he wanted the dessert to last long with him.
He also expected her ice cream order to be more complex than his. Can one learn something interesting about someone else based on their regular ice cream order? It's possible. "Besides the colours, what makes the sprinkles appealing to you?" The former Slytherin had to ask. They were weird to eat in terms of texture, in his opinion. They also seem to be tasteless without the ice cream. "I would hope so, given the price I paid." See? He's taking a tiny spoonful of his sugar-free vanilla ice cream. It's not a waste. He could've spent his money on anything else, but here we are.
Harrison side-eyed Ashley and the drawings on her napkins. Sad flowers. Of course. Nothing screamed Ashley Fox more than that, he would think.
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Ash wouldn’t be surprised if Harrison did buy sugar free vanilla ice cream just to watch it melt. And not-as-eager-as-Ashley was a tiny bit of an understatement. She relaxed when she saw him taking tiny ice cream bites (she won the March ice cream debate!), but she also wanted to know why he was taking tiny spoonfuls. Maybe it was more fancy? Should she be doing that? No… she’d always done things her way, and it would be weird if she did things the right way now.
She perked up when he mentioned sprinkles. Depending on how you looked at it, Ash suddenly getting happier and more talkative was either relieving or exhausting. Or both. She hoped that it would be a at least a little relieving to Harrison? It probably would, since he cared about her… she thought he did, anyways. She was pretty sure. ”Other than the colors? The colors are the best part of sprinkles! Um… um… they’re visually interesting and they put more texture in the ice cream. They make me feel like I should be in a fun mood.” She paused, wondering if she could talk more about her ice cream preferences. She decided that she could. ”I like chocolate peanut butter because I love chocolate and I love peanut butter. It’s a perfect combination! I wonder if fruit would be good with it instead of sprinkles. Because strawberries and raspberries and bananas go well with chocolate, but do you think they go well with peanut butter?”
Ashley looked up and gave Harrison a side eye back. She didn’t know why he was looking at her like that, but she thought it was fun to copy.
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Ash wouldn’t be surprised if Harrison did buy sugar free vanilla ice cream just to watch it melt. And not-as-eager-as-Ashley was a tiny bit of an understatement. She relaxed when she saw him taking tiny ice cream bites (she won the March ice cream debate!), but she also wanted to know why he was taking tiny spoonfuls. Maybe it was more fancy? Should she be doing that? No… she’d always done things her way, and it would be weird if she did things the right way now.
She perked up when he mentioned sprinkles. Depending on how you looked at it, Ash suddenly getting happier and more talkative was either relieving or exhausting. Or both. She hoped that it would be a at least a little relieving to Harrison? It probably would, since he cared about her… she thought he did, anyways. She was pretty sure. ”Other than the colors? The colors are the best part of sprinkles! Um… um… they’re visually interesting and they put more texture in the ice cream. They make me feel like I should be in a fun mood.” She paused, wondering if she could talk more about her ice cream preferences. She decided that she could. ”I like chocolate peanut butter because I love chocolate and I love peanut butter. It’s a perfect combination! I wonder if fruit would be good with it instead of sprinkles. Because strawberries and raspberries and bananas go well with chocolate, but do you think they go well with peanut butter?”
Ashley looked up and gave Harrison a side eye back. She didn’t know why he was looking at her like that, but she thought it was fun to copy.
That would be a waste, and Harrison hated to be wasteful. It's not bad ice cream either, to give Florean's some credit. He didn't claim to be an ice cream expert.
Also there was no actual debate to begin with.
Harrison sometimes thought that Ashley Fox was predictable, because of course the colours were her favourite thing. He'd take her to a museum or a party, and all he would probably hear all night from her is talk on art, colours, techniques, and the like. The visually interesting part, he could let go. But not the texture. He made a little disapproving face, but didn't verbalise his opinion because she kept going. How thorough of her. "I think many things go with peanut butter." He cannot recall the last time he had peanut butter. "But you will have to try for yourself." Considering she was rather adventurous with her ice cream choices and combinations, he shall be leaving that to her to decide on her own.
Side-eyeing his side-eye. Typical. He raised an eyebrow at her.
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Ashley really just wanted Harrison to admit that ice cream in March was fun and that it wasn't a waste of time to eat ice cream with her. But... him eating the ice cream was probably the closest she could get to that without asking him outright whether he thought she was a fun person to eat ice cream with or not. He wasn't very expressive, she reminded herself. When he didn't loudly announce his opinions on things (like she usually did), it didn't mean that he hated them.
Ash could be very unpredictable when it came to her actions and motivations, but her favorite topics of conversation remained the same.
SPOILER!!: Ash's favorite things to tell Harrison about
-art and colors (if he took her to a museum knowing this, the resulting enthusiasm and giddiness was entirely his fault)
-how sorry she was for bothering him
-fun things that she not-so-secretly wanted to talk him into, like ice cream in March
-Harrison's Advice For Stressful Social Situations
-food and whether or not she urgently needed some
Of course, she also usually asked Harrison what he liked to talk about, because she was overly aware that she talked about herself too much. But if she could find an opportunity to talk or think about pretty colors, she took it. Could she be blamed for liking rainbow sprinkles? Not at all, because they were fun and colorful and therefore irresistible. However, she could tell from Harrison's face that he didn't approve. She made a quiet worried face in response. "Why don't you like rainbow sprinkles?" Everyone was allowed their own tastes, or course. She just... wanted to know more about his secret dislike of sprinkles.
"I bet banana and peanut butter is amazing. I'll also test out all the other fruits and record my findings. Then we'll know for sure what goes nicely with peanut butter." She hesitated, turning just a little pink. "I mean, I'll know. I won't assume that you want to hear about it unless you say you're interested." She reeeeallly wanted to tell him about it. But this was her way of asking for permission before going off on a tangent about peanut butter and fruit when she saw him next. She knew that could be pretty annoying.
She gave him a tiny smile as she raised her eyebrow back. Were they playing the expressions game? Why was he making faces at her? She looked at him more intently, clearly trying to pick apart his expression and decide if his side eye was judgmental-but-accepting or if she was actively committing a social mistake.
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To say Ruby was nervous about the reason she was padding her way through Diagon Alley would be an understatement. Having concentrated entirely on progressing her career in helping others she had almost forgotten to take care of herself first. Ever the hopeless romantic thanks to the loving and stable relationship her parents had throughout her childhood, Ruby had thought that the man of her dreams would just appear before her one day and yet here she was at thirty-five longing for that connection with the one. The one that wasn’t likely to show up unless she actively made the effort to find him. Her sisters pregnancy had driven home that her biological clock was ticking away slowly and although she knew Tabitha would never abandon her she couldn’t help the fear that as soon as the children were born she would become reclusive and lonely and realise that it was unlikely she would ever experience that for herself, at least not in the situation she was in.
She was dressed in a simple white and blue polka dot dress, her hair naturally styled in its old Hollywood style waves and she wore a small pair of court heels that were just high enough to display her toned legs but not too tall in order to add to her already quite lofty height. She definitely took after her father in that department, not that it bothered her but there were some men that were insecure enough that being shorter than the woman caused issues. Her heels made that dainty clip-clop as they stepped over the cobbled pathways and towards the beloved ice cream parlour of her childhood. Although it might have seemed a little strange of a place for a ‘date’ (if that was what it was called) there was a sense of childlike whimsy that she associated with the location and would hopefully help put her nerves at ease for her stomach was already twisting itself into knots as she chose a seat outside.
‘Pull it together, you’re a grown woman’
Her internal thoughts kept repeating themselves over and over again. She had met Jericho at the Hogwarts Job Fair when both were hosting a booth. It hadn’t been until lunchtime that the brunette laid her eyes on the handsome dueller perusing the edible spread and had plucked up enough courage to speak to him without giggling like a schoolgirl. One thing led to another and after exchanging details it had somehow resulted in the here and now.
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To say Ruby was nervous about the reason she was padding her way through Diagon Alley would be an understatement. Having concentrated entirely on progressing her career in helping others she had almost forgotten to take care of herself first. Ever the hopeless romantic thanks to the loving and stable relationship her parents had throughout her childhood, Ruby had thought that the man of her dreams would just appear before her one day and yet here she was at thirty-five longing for that connection with the one. The one that wasn’t likely to show up unless she actively made the effort to find him. Her sisters pregnancy had driven home that her biological clock was ticking away slowly and although she knew Tabitha would never abandon her she couldn’t help the fear that as soon as the children were born she would become reclusive and lonely and realise that it was unlikely she would ever experience that for herself, at least not in the situation she was in.
She was dressed in a simple white and blue polka dot dress, her hair naturally styled in its old Hollywood style waves and she wore a small pair of court heels that were just high enough to display her toned legs but not too tall in order to add to her already quite lofty height. She definitely took after her father in that department, not that it bothered her but there were some men that were insecure enough that being shorter than the woman caused issues. Her heels made that dainty clip-clop as they stepped over the cobbled pathways and towards the beloved ice cream parlour of her childhood. Although it might have seemed a little strange of a place for a ‘date’ (if that was what it was called) there was a sense of childlike whimsy that she associated with the location and would hopefully help put her nerves at ease for her stomach was already twisting itself into knots as she chose a seat outside.
‘Pull it together, you’re a grown woman’
Her internal thoughts kept repeating themselves over and over again. She had met Jericho at the Hogwarts Job Fair when both were hosting a booth. It hadn’t been until lunchtime that the brunette laid her eyes on the handsome dueller perusing the edible spread and had plucked up enough courage to speak to him without giggling like a schoolgirl. One thing led to another and after exchanging details it had somehow resulted in the here and now.
Easy, breezy, beautiful. At least that was the manner in which Jericho decided to wake up this morning after what had been a very strenuous and emotionally draining day prior. The state in which some of the animals came to be in his care was heartbreaking. No, heartbreaking did not even begin to scratch the surface of things but he was currently too exhausted to come up with a better word or series of words. He had been, after all, up essentially all night nursing the latest arrival back to a comfortable state...which also included bottle feeding every hour or so. To say he had dark circles under his eyes would be incorrect, that was the miracle of magical eye creams, but there was a bit of a droop that only a couple of doses of Pepperup Potion could cure...and he was not particular fond of relying on potions. His exhaustion had, unfortunately, meant that he had arrived empty handed but perhaps at the very least he could convince her to allow him the privilege of paying for her ice cream. He did so enjoy bringing some small offering of appreciation when meeting friends and acquittances.
For another day, surely.
Looking rather like he had stepped off the pages of a Lucy Maud Montgomery novel, he moved his sandaled feet in the direction of the wam butterscotch glow he recognized from the Job Fair and soon enough found himself making eye contact and smiling ad the woodland blonde. Though, diminishing a mediwitch to such a simple physical trait felt rather unfair to her accomplishments. He would strive to be more cognisant of his thoughts. Lacking any of the nervousness and even less of the expectations, Jericho tipped his hat to her. "Salutations. I must apologize on behalf of Poppy. I was planning on bringing her with me today but she decided she wanted to play in one of the fresh mud puddles on the field with the rest of her kin and I lacked the time to clean her up."
Time and energy, truth be told.
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