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Though numerous street peddlers line the streets of Diagon Alley, customers would be wise to be wary of them. Any number of items can be found hawked on the streets daily, many useless and some illegal. One might be able to buy a cheaper wand, running the risk of it exploding during use. Bottoms have been known to fall out of the defective cauldrons bought from one of the carts. Not all is bad, though. Discounted jewelry can be bought, though the gold or gems may not be pure. One some days, a hag comes through with a cart of wind-chimes, some proclaimed to warn of burglars. Often, knick-knacks and small décor can be found in various carts. Be warned, though – sometimes the items being sold have been stolen from others.
Beyond item hawkers, various stalls are set up selling street food. Try a Cauldron Bread (a bread bowl carved out with soup or chowder served inside), stop by and grab some skewers/kebabs to go, hit up the Confetti Popcorn (the fizzy popcorn is supposedly made with real Muggle soda and fizzes in your mouth; dill pickle flavored even crunches like a pickle; berry flavored popcorn actually has dried cranberries, which goes well with the raspberry, blackberry and strawberry flavored popcorn). If you’re looking for a quick snack, the streets have enough.
The street vendors had to be one of the most exciting parts of the summer time, because the products here varied from day to day. Even if Ve spent HOURS the day before perusing all of the merchandise and talking to the different people, the next day there was always at least one or two new people - and sometimes the old had new products. Whenever it was foods specifically made too she could usuaaaally talk someone into giving her some free samples. Was that a particular safe idea? Probably not.
But she was still alive so far.
Skipping her way through the carts, brown hair styled into small curls that bounced as she did so, the Gryffindor only paused every once and awhile to look at the products someone was selling. Currently, she was paused at cart that had a wide array of landscape paintings, each charmed to have movement be it rolling waves or a breeze through a field of flowers. She was absolutely enchanted. "Oooh, I wonder if there's a class that could teach us how to do THAT!" Charms, probably. Perhaps she'd bother Professor Sayse with the idea.
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The street vendors had to be one of the most exciting parts of the summer time, because the products here varied from day to day. Even if Ve spent HOURS the day before perusing all of the merchandise and talking to the different people, the next day there was always at least one or two new people - and sometimes the old had new products. Whenever it was foods specifically made too she could usuaaaally talk someone into giving her some free samples. Was that a particular safe idea? Probably not.
But she was still alive so far.
Skipping her way through the carts, brown hair styled into small curls that bounced as she did so, the Gryffindor only paused every once and awhile to look at the products someone was selling. Currently, she was paused at cart that had a wide array of landscape paintings, each charmed to have movement be it rolling waves or a breeze through a field of flowers. She was absolutely enchanted. "Oooh, I wonder if there's a class that could teach us how to do THAT!" Charms, probably. Perhaps she'd bother Professor Sayse with the idea.
Yay for being another year older for Nadia was glad to be given just a little more freedom over the summer. More space to hang out with friends without a parent…or Raj…immediately underfoot and gather the occasional school supply along the way. Sure they were often still there in Diagon Alley handling there own things and her twin was around somewhere else, but she was okay with all that as she wandered through the venders. Her gaze looking over things curiously.
She had stopped at the one with the moving portraits when she heard a girl’s voice speaking of learning how to do it. “Certainly, would be cool…” she mused aloud, returning her own comment to the other girl as she moved in the direction the voice had come from around the cart, finding an older Gryffindor she’d seen around. Art projects were one thing…magical ones had to be oh so much better. “Hey…” she greeted with a smile.
Yay for being another year older for Nadia was glad to be given just a little more freedom over the summer. More space to hang out with friends without a parent…or Raj…immediately underfoot and gather the occasional school supply along the way. Sure they were often still there in Diagon Alley handling there own things and her twin was around somewhere else, but she was okay with all that as she wandered through the venders. Her gaze looking over things curiously.
She had stopped at the one with the moving portraits when she heard a girl’s voice speaking of learning how to do it. “Certainly, would be cool…” she mused aloud, returning her own comment to the other girl as she moved in the direction the voice had come from around the cart, finding an older Gryffindor she’d seen around. Art projects were one thing…magical ones had to be oh so much better. “Hey…” she greeted with a smile.
She often had a bad habit of saying things out loud and not really considering who was around, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing outside of the fact that it never failed to scare her when there was a response. Which was why her head whipped when someone spoke up and she blinked at the girl - a younger Gryffindor if she remembered correctly - now standing near her. It was good she adjusted and recovered from the fright generally pretty quickly. "Maybe if we all ask Professor Sayse reaaaaally nicely she'll show us." She DID do some art stuff last term which had been fun!
At the greeting Vera grinned back, offering her hand in greeting hello. "Hi! I'm Vera. You're a Hogwarts student too, right?" She was pretty sure majority of people were Hogwarts students but... there was the occasional privately tutored or visiting student from other schools. So even if she was fairly certain she'd SEEN this student, it was better to be safe than sorry.
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone
She often had a bad habit of saying things out loud and not really considering who was around, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing outside of the fact that it never failed to scare her when there was a response. Which was why her head whipped when someone spoke up and she blinked at the girl - a younger Gryffindor if she remembered correctly - now standing near her. It was good she adjusted and recovered from the fright generally pretty quickly. "Maybe if we all ask Professor Sayse reaaaaally nicely she'll show us." She DID do some art stuff last term which had been fun!
At the greeting Vera grinned back, offering her hand in greeting hello. "Hi! I'm Vera. You're a Hogwarts student too, right?" She was pretty sure majority of people were Hogwarts students but... there was the occasional privately tutored or visiting student from other schools. So even if she was fairly certain she'd SEEN this student, it was better to be safe than sorry.
If she noticed she had startled the other girl by answering her musings Nadia didn’t make a point of drawing attention to it. She did have a habit of seeming like she was sneaking up on people when perhaps she just wasn’t the noisiest mover. “Sounds like a plan,” she agreed with a smile. “How could she not want to help curious students not want to learn something like that?” she asked almost rhetorically.
Professors were supposed to encourage all sorts of learning…right?
Vera…that was her name. The younger girl knowing she had heard it more than once in passing. “Mhmmm…” she confirmed with a nod, definitely a Hogwarts student. The only none Hogwarts student she had ever met was his brother’s friend Mouse and she had transferred from Beaubaxons to be a part of the nicer school. “Second Year Gryffindor,” she pronounced just a touch proud, especially of that fact that she was no longer a newbie, before adding, “I’m Nadia.”
Ve wasn't sure if it just hadn't been noticed or if the younger student was just polite enough to not offer commentary on her jump, but either way it was a bit appreciated. The rising fourth year moved around the display a bit, not to get away from the girl but just to view another piece that had caught her peripheral. "I mean, it is a Professor's job to teach and if there are students showing interest .. why would she want to waste such an opportunity as an involved class?" Well, even if it was only two students who expressed interest she couldn't imagine others wouldn't want to learn this.
... Ooops.
The fact that the girl was also a Gryffindor and yet she had been unsure if she was a Hogwarts students was embarrassing, and Vera could feel her cheeks heat up a bit though she hoped the make up she now wore regularly was enough to cover it. "I'm a Gryffindor too! Fourth year." That was already weird to say. Were they really already only a year away from the dreaded OWLs? "It's nice to meet you, Nadia! How was your first term?" [/color]
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The best thing about the Street Vendors was the variety. They had everything, and Kaikoura was excited to see the new stocks. Maybe she could find something for her cousin’s upcoming party? Even though she didn’t want to go. When the party was slated, the often impish blonde wanted to be headed on the train to Hogwarts.
Maybe she could do something – pretend to be sick and slip to the train station since she’d be able to go. She was a witch – she had training. It wasn’t like she was just unmagical and trying to invade the school, even if that could have been interesting. She would have to convince Mum and Dad to let her go or do it herself.
As she pondered getting to Hogwarts, she sidled up to the vendor selling chips and bought herself a packet. Delicious the salty hot chips smelled tantalizing.
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Nadia nodded in agreement, always enjoying it when she happened to find a kindred spirit in something. “Exactly…and I’m sure we aren’t the only ones.” How can students be around all the moving portraits and landscapes hanging around Hogwarts and NOT be even just a little bit curious as to how it was done. They were definitely on the list of the cooler things at school.
“Nice to meet you too,” she echoed before biting the inside of her cheek as she thought on how to answer. She wouldn’t say boring since she had had fun, especially her adventure to the Shrieking Shack with a certain Hufflepuff. But it had been quieter than some of the things Raj had talked about. NOT that she would have preferred a first year like her big brother had , the one she and Dy weren’t totally allowed to know about but certainly had seen the effect it had had on him.
“It was…enjoyable,” Nadia finally settled on. She just hoped she had a chance on the quidditch team eventually as she got older.
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The best thing about the Street Vendors was the variety. They had everything, and Kaikoura was excited to see the new stocks. Maybe she could find something for her cousin’s upcoming party? Even though she didn’t want to go. When the party was slated, the often impish blonde wanted to be headed on the train to Hogwarts.
Maybe she could do something – pretend to be sick and slip to the train station since she’d be able to go. She was a witch – she had training. It wasn’t like she was just unmagical and trying to invade the school, even if that could have been interesting. She would have to convince Mum and Dad to let her go or do it herself.
As she pondered getting to Hogwarts, she sidled up to the vendor selling chips and bought herself a packet. Delicious the salty hot chips smelled tantalizing.
If Mackenzie was to be believed, this would probably be his first time in years to stop by the street vendors and really take in what's on offer. For the past years, he would usually just go from Point A to Point B then back to Point A when he'd visit Diagon Alley for the annual school shopping. This was because he'd been warned by the adults in the family not to hang out much in this area because of the questionable wares. At that time, it didn't even pique his interest. He just conveniently forgot about this part of the Alley altogether.
This time around though, he'd promised Noah, whether he was there with him or not, that he'd give the word "relax" a chance. Yes, there were still the dubious hawkers selling their wares about, but he's already old enough to always take a grain of salt, especially in the world of business and marketing.
Quietly weaving his way in and out of the crowd, he'd occasionally stop in front of one of the stalls to see what could be purchased and then quietly slip away to check the one across it. He came across a stall that sold chips, but before he could place his order, a girl beat him to it. A familiar face, even. "If it isn't the Spudmeister herself." Mackenzie gave her a small smile and ordered the same food for himself. No sharing this time.
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If Mackenzie was to be believed, this would probably be his first time in years to stop by the street vendors and really take in what's on offer. For the past years, he would usually just go from Point A to Point B then back to Point A when he'd visit Diagon Alley for the annual school shopping. This was because he'd been warned by the adults in the family not to hang out much in this area because of the questionable wares. At that time, it didn't even pique his interest. He just conveniently forgot about this part of the Alley altogether.
This time around though, he'd promised Noah, whether he was there with him or not, that he'd give the word "relax" a chance. Yes, there were still the dubious hawkers selling their wares about, but he's already old enough to always take a grain of salt, especially in the world of business and marketing.
Quietly weaving his way in and out of the crowd, he'd occasionally stop in front of one of the stalls to see what could be purchased and then quietly slip away to check the one across it. He came across a stall that sold chips, but before he could place his order, a girl beat him to it. A familiar face, even. "If it isn't the Spudmeister herself." Mackenzie gave her a small smile and ordered the same food for himself. No sharing this time.
Noah truly had the right idea; still, she may not have suggested the street vendors as a relaxing atmosphere for Enzo. After all, she had known him for all those years in primary school, and, well, this wasn’t her first rodeo at the street vendors. It wasn’t like there was a public library that they could have quietly sat in, as she couldn’t always stay quiet. Especially not today.
When she heard the nickname, she couldn’t help but grin. ”spudmeister, I like it” She grinned and leaned her head toward him ” Last time I got chips, I was with my dad’s family in South Carolina, and got cinnamon sweet potato ones ... they were surprisingly good” she had loved them really. They had been spicy and sweet all at the same time.
Pausing for a moment, she looked at him as she waited for their orders to be finished. ” I’m going to try and convince my mum and dad to let me go to Hogwarts this year,” she admitted with a small smirk, ” If I convince them I’m intentionally asking to be a Hufflepuff for easy access to snacks” she admitted with a small smirk. See, it was foolproof. She just had to get her mum and dad.
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Noah truly had the right idea; still, she may not have suggested the street vendors as a relaxing atmosphere for Enzo. After all, she had known him for all those years in primary school, and, well, this wasn’t her first rodeo at the street vendors. It wasn’t like there was a public library that they could have quietly sat in, as she couldn’t always stay quiet. Especially not today.
When she heard the nickname, she couldn’t help but grin. ”spudmeister, I like it” She grinned and leaned her head toward him ” Last time I got chips, I was with my dad’s family in South Carolina, and got cinnamon sweet potato ones ... they were surprisingly good” she had loved them really. They had been spicy and sweet all at the same time.
Pausing for a moment, she looked at him as she waited for their orders to be finished. ” I’m going to try and convince my mum and dad to let me go to Hogwarts this year,” she admitted with a small smirk, ” If I convince them I’m intentionally asking to be a Hufflepuff for easy access to snacks” she admitted with a small smirk. See, it was foolproof. She just had to get her mum and dad.
Yes, perhaps not the ideal place to "relax and let loose", but it was the fact that Enzo was exploring Diagon Alley versus the mandatory school shopping that he was so used to already. The large crowd was definitely a turnoff, enough to make him recoil and go home, but he was at the same time determined not to let the noise get to him. He was going to be exhausted after this, so he thought he better make the most out of the experience. Perhaps one day, someday, he will get used to all of this.
Spudmeister did sound cool, and the name was something he was stuck on ever since he caught Mr. Yarborough called Kai, "Spud" when they were in primary school. And did she say cinnamon? "That's a winner in my books," he said as he fished a couple of knuts in his pocket and offered it to the person manning the stall. Enzo wasn't quite sure if Kai knew his love for anything cinnamon, but he wasn't the type to get excited and blurt facts about it. He thought it unnecessary. Though honestly, sweet potatoes and cinnamon did sound like a winning combination. Perhaps he'd ask their house-elf to make him some when he gets home.
"Now that's an idea," Enzo remarked as he picked a piece of potato chip from his small paper bucket and devoured it in one go, opening his mouth just a tad to let out the excess heat. "The Sorting Hat is said to consider requests from students taking the house sorting, so maybe you can ask it to place you in Hufflepuff." he continued, as he picked another piece of his food. "If and when you do get in Hufflepuff, come and break the curfew with me for a midnight snack. The Slytherin dorm is just a few paces away from the Kitchens too." Why she'd never gone to Hogwarts in the first place was something that Enzo got himself wondering. "But why haven't you been to Hogwarts?" perhaps this time he'll get an answer. "If you don't mind me asking..."
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Yes, perhaps not the ideal place to "relax and let loose", but it was the fact that Enzo was exploring Diagon Alley versus the mandatory school shopping that he was so used to already. The large crowd was definitely a turnoff, enough to make him recoil and go home, but he was at the same time determined not to let the noise get to him. He was going to be exhausted after this, so he thought he better make the most out of the experience. Perhaps one day, someday, he will get used to all of this.
Spudmeister did sound cool, and the name was something he was stuck on ever since he caught Mr. Yarborough called Kai, "Spud" when they were in primary school. And did she say cinnamon? "That's a winner in my books," he said as he fished a couple of knuts in his pocket and offered it to the person manning the stall. Enzo wasn't quite sure if Kai knew his love for anything cinnamon, but he wasn't the type to get excited and blurt facts about it. He thought it unnecessary. Though honestly, sweet potatoes and cinnamon did sound like a winning combination. Perhaps he'd ask their house-elf to make him some when he gets home.
"Now that's an idea," Enzo remarked as he picked a piece of potato chip from his small paper bucket and devoured it in one go, opening his mouth just a tad to let out the excess heat. "The Sorting Hat is said to consider requests from students taking the house sorting, so maybe you can ask it to place you in Hufflepuff." he continued, as he picked another piece of his food. "If and when you do get in Hufflepuff, come and break the curfew with me for a midnight snack. The Slytherin dorm is just a few paces away from the Kitchens too." Why she'd never gone to Hogwarts in the first place was something that Enzo got himself wondering. "But why haven't you been to Hogwarts?" perhaps this time he'll get an answer. "If you don't mind me asking..."
Kai just grinned as she took one of her chips and gingerly tapped her finger against it too hot she thought as she impatiently stared at the chips. ”it was really good but ... better on its own I think? My gran had us get this marshmallow dip to go with it and I’d rather just have had it on their own?” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder as she glanced around at the people milling about.
Her hazel eyes snapped toward Enzo as he spoke and she just chuckled, ”don’t burn yourself last time I got these i scorched my maxillary nerve” she had only learned the name because of all the times she had had to go to Mungos over the years when her dad had gotten injured in sports. ”you know the one right” she paused and opened her mouth and pointed at her front teeth ”or my tongue and I hate not being able to taste food” food was life okay? [size=1]LIFE[/i]. Even as she spoke she had started picking up one of her chips because impatience had gotten to her and took an almost timid bite.
”I heard that it does, ... my aunt Mel wanted any house save for ravenclaw since well ... most of my family had been in Ravenclaw?” she shrugged her shoulder and chuckled ”she was a Gryffindor she has a Jarveys” the young blonde was so excited by this fact. Her favorite was the one her aunt had named Escape Artist. ”Oh you bet I’ll break curfew for snacks with you,” she beamed happily ”and I already know about Hufflepuff’s barrels from my mum since my dad was a Hufflepuff” she smiled softly as she thought of the stories they had shared with her over the years. If it were still there she would go and stake a claim on the treehouse where her parents had spent so much time in. When Enzo asked about her not going she just sighed rather dramatically. ”My ... um, it was because my family was sort of against it? My dad mostly” she paused for a moment as she stood there and sighed, ”my mum and dad were too protective of me before Caleb was born?” she had a feeling that there was something more to that. ”I sort of convinced my mum though and dad’s always busy with broom racing” truly it was sometimes boring watching broom race after broom race. It wasn’t like the race was as long or strenuous as the Tour de France that muggles did every year.
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Nadia nodded in agreement, always enjoying it when she happened to find a kindred spirit in something. “Exactly…and I’m sure we aren’t the only ones.” How can students be around all the moving portraits and landscapes hanging around Hogwarts and NOT be even just a little bit curious as to how it was done. They were definitely on the list of the cooler things at school.
“Nice to meet you too,” she echoed before biting the inside of her cheek as she thought on how to answer. She wouldn’t say boring since she had had fun, especially her adventure to the Shrieking Shack with a certain Hufflepuff. But it had been quieter than some of the things Raj had talked about. NOT that she would have preferred a first year like her big brother had , the one she and Dy weren’t totally allowed to know about but certainly had seen the effect it had had on him.
“It was…enjoyable,” Nadia finally settled on. She just hoped she had a chance on the quidditch team eventually as she got older.
It was definitely nice to find other students with common interests. Not that Vera wasn't open and willing to talk to anyone, but when she could find people who were able to have a conversation about something instead of her just talking at them... it was always an enjoyable experience. "Definitely not the only ones. I mean... that extra curricular that was put on last term had some interest?" She was not great at drawing literal representations which had been the assignment but... it was still fun. And seeing other people's good art work was even more so.
A benefit of not having an older sibling (biologically or legally), was that Vera didn't not know much of the fine details of what happened at Hogwarts years prior to their enrollment. She knew there was a war, she'd seen the plaque in the courtyard and everything, but she didn't know exactly what had happened to the students. Which was probably a good thing for her own mental status. She would have been sorry to hear what the students had gone through, even more so once she realized that those were students she had met personally and cared about. But she also would have been endlessly grateful for how tame her years had been in comparison. She hadn't known just how lucky she actually was.
"It's usually more exciting, I swear. We had a nice quiet year which... is good! But something FUN or positive type of event would be kind of cool... like, in years past there were tournaments! With other schools! Wouldn't that be cool to be involved in?" She doubted it was going to happen again in her time at Hogwarts but... a girl could dream. "You looking forward to not being the youngest class any more? Because able to show the first years around is really fun!"
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Kai just grinned as she took one of her chips and gingerly tapped her finger against it too hot she thought as she impatiently stared at the chips. ”it was really good but ... better on its own I think? My gran had us get this marshmallow dip to go with it and I’d rather just have had it on their own?” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder as she glanced around at the people milling about.
Her hazel eyes snapped toward Enzo as he spoke and she just chuckled, ”don’t burn yourself last time I got these i scorched my maxillary nerve” she had only learned the name because of all the times she had had to go to Mungos over the years when her dad had gotten injured in sports. ”you know the one right” she paused and opened her mouth and pointed at her front teeth ”or my tongue and I hate not being able to taste food” food was life okay? [size=1]LIFE[/i]. Even as she spoke she had started picking up one of her chips because impatience had gotten to her and took an almost timid bite.
”I heard that it does, ... my aunt Mel wanted any house save for ravenclaw since well ... most of my family had been in Ravenclaw?” she shrugged her shoulder and chuckled ”she was a Gryffindor she has a Jarveys” the young blonde was so excited by this fact. Her favorite was the one her aunt had named Escape Artist. ”Oh you bet I’ll break curfew for snacks with you,” she beamed happily ”and I already know about Hufflepuff’s barrels from my mum since my dad was a Hufflepuff” she smiled softly as she thought of the stories they had shared with her over the years. If it were still there she would go and stake a claim on the treehouse where her parents had spent so much time in. When Enzo asked about her not going she just sighed rather dramatically. ”My ... um, it was because my family was sort of against it? My dad mostly” she paused for a moment as she stood there and sighed, ”my mum and dad were too protective of me before Caleb was born?” she had a feeling that there was something more to that. ”I sort of convinced my mum though and dad’s always busy with broom racing” truly it was sometimes boring watching broom race after broom race. It wasn’t like the race was as long or strenuous as the Tour de France that muggles did every year.
"I agree," he said as Mackenzie literally hissed out the hot vapour in his mouth. It was a good thing his own dad wasn't there to reprimand him about eating something that he knew was hot. "I say don't mess with the cinnamon, I reckon it tasted perfect." he nodded his head and picked another piece and wiggled it about before popping it in his mouth.
...also, max-what now? Mackenzie simply stared at her and looked at where she was pointing. Okay... that...nerve. "Planning to be a healer then?" the Slytherin assumed, having totally zero knowledge about her dad and their St. Mungo's apparent patronage.
While he ate, Mackenzie also smiled, remembering the many Hufflepuff stories he'd heard from his mum, Auntie Ella, Uncle Alec, and Uncle Oakey. They were his dad's best friends and they were all in Hufflepuff. He thought them to be really cool people to hang around. And they must've sneaked out too during the night to get into the kitchens with his dad who was the only Slytherin in the group. They must've meant a lot to him to make that kind of effort and risk for his friends.
Now this, Mackenzie thought ridiculous. "I thought that was what Primary School was for? To get us all ready for the 'big school'." he tilted his head in wonder. "I mean, mum and dad too were worried--" especially Mordred, "But they thought the experience of Hogwarts is exactly what we needed..." Yes, even that not-so-recent wizarding war of 2104 where both Noah and Catherine were trapped inside the school, and their parents had to rescue them. "You know, to survive the wizarding world?" but perhaps, parents do have different parenting styles, and maybe that's all there is to it.
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"I agree," he said as Mackenzie literally hissed out the hot vapour in his mouth. It was a good thing his own dad wasn't there to reprimand him about eating something that he knew was hot. "I say don't mess with the cinnamon, I reckon it tasted perfect." he nodded his head and picked another piece and wiggled it about before popping it in his mouth.
...also, max-what now? Mackenzie simply stared at her and looked at where she was pointing. Okay... that...nerve. "Planning to be a healer then?" the Slytherin assumed, having totally zero knowledge about her dad and their St. Mungo's apparent patronage.
While he ate, Mackenzie also smiled, remembering the many Hufflepuff stories he'd heard from his mum, Auntie Ella, Uncle Alec, and Uncle Oakey. They were his dad's best friends and they were all in Hufflepuff. He thought them to be really cool people to hang around. And they must've sneaked out too during the night to get into the kitchens with his dad who was the only Slytherin in the group. They must've meant a lot to him to make that kind of effort and risk for his friends.
Now this, Mackenzie thought ridiculous. "I thought that was what Primary School was for? To get us all ready for the 'big school'." he tilted his head in wonder. "I mean, mum and dad too were worried--" especially Mordred, "But they thought the experience of Hogwarts is exactly what we needed..." Yes, even that not-so-recent wizarding war of 2104 where both Noah and Catherine were trapped inside the school, and their parents had to rescue them. "You know, to survive the wizarding world?" but perhaps, parents do have different parenting styles, and maybe that's all there is to it.
Mackenzie agreeing with her made a tiny part of her swell with pride. ”oh it was rather good, ... I can see if my gran had a recipe for it so you can try it sometime she always left recipes with us whenever she visits and would tut at my mum whenever she’d mess them up” it was really rather comical to see how many things her mother managed to burn. The pan that was tossed because of the baked on charcoal black granola was still ingrained into her head.
Did she want to be a healer? She paused for a moment as she contemplated the idea. ”no ... not really? I just learned the name when I broke my jaw ... I was practicing Quidditch with my dad and uncle and got a bludger to my face” she admitted with a huff ”i wasn’t able to eat solid food for a few days” she had rather hated that part of the healing process.
Mackenzie’s reaction just elicited a small groan from the blonde. ”that was what I thought was going to happen but I think my parents were debating moving to South Carolina for a while so we could be near my dad’s family” she would have hated the heat at first. ”I think it was mostly because my dad didn’t love his time there other than obviously meeting my mum since I wouldn’t exist if they hadn’t y’know gone to Hogwarts” it was silly to her that that line hadn’t convinced them to let her go all of those years ago.
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Mackenzie agreeing with her made a tiny part of her swell with pride. ”oh it was rather good, ... I can see if my gran had a recipe for it so you can try it sometime she always left recipes with us whenever she visits and would tut at my mum whenever she’d mess them up” it was really rather comical to see how many things her mother managed to burn. The pan that was tossed because of the baked on charcoal black granola was still ingrained into her head.
Did she want to be a healer? She paused for a moment as she contemplated the idea. ”no ... not really? I just learned the name when I broke my jaw ... I was practicing Quidditch with my dad and uncle and got a bludger to my face” she admitted with a huff ”i wasn’t able to eat solid food for a few days” she had rather hated that part of the healing process.
Mackenzie’s reaction just elicited a small groan from the blonde. ”that was what I thought was going to happen but I think my parents were debating moving to South Carolina for a while so we could be near my dad’s family” she would have hated the heat at first. ”I think it was mostly because my dad didn’t love his time there other than obviously meeting my mum since I wouldn’t exist if they hadn’t y’know gone to Hogwarts” it was silly to her that that line hadn’t convinced them to let her go all of those years ago.
Mackenzie nodded as he quietly ate his food, putting a finger against his lips. "...or we can recreate it in the Great Kitchen," he finally said swallowing the rest of his food. "So you really have to convince your parents to let you study in Hogwarts this time." it was an attempt at encouragement from Mackenzie really, not that Kai needed it since it seemed she was very determined to get her way anyway.
Now, Mackenzie made a disgusted face when she told the story about her Quidditch accident. His mind went to his older brother of course, who is now a professional player for the Quiberon Quafflepunchers, and wondered how he'd be if it happened to him. Noah's face was everything since he's a model too, so. "My brother also suffered a broken rib before, but I suppose that's nothing compared to your injury." Mackenzie eyed her jaw, and thank Merlin they have magic to cure her. "Must be hell not to be able to eat,"
The Slytherin nodded in understanding as he finished his food, and dunked his paper bucket into one of the nearby bins. "Well, you're way old enough to go to boarding school. I don't think it wouldn't matter much now whether your family reside in the US or here," he said picking up a disposable napkin from the stall and wiping his fingers. "Just tell them you want to expand your horizons this time... and that you want to experience what they have experienced, if not then you'll go see for yourself." Okay, maybe it wasn't the best approach, but a little bit of emotional blackmail might help. Maybe."Or if you need backup, I can always ask my mum to convince your parents?" Surely, THE Sophie Mordaunt will talk their ears off.
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Mackenzie nodded as he quietly ate his food, putting a finger against his lips. "...or we can recreate it in the Great Kitchen," he finally said swallowing the rest of his food. "So you really have to convince your parents to let you study in Hogwarts this time." it was an attempt at encouragement from Mackenzie really, not that Kai needed it since it seemed she was very determined to get her way anyway.
Now, Mackenzie made a disgusted face when she told the story about her Quidditch accident. His mind went to his older brother of course, who is now a professional player for the Quiberon Quafflepunchers, and wondered how he'd be if it happened to him. Noah's face was everything since he's a model too, so. "My brother also suffered a broken rib before, but I suppose that's nothing compared to your injury." Mackenzie eyed her jaw, and thank Merlin they have magic to cure her. "Must be hell not to be able to eat,"
The Slytherin nodded in understanding as he finished his food, and dunked his paper bucket into one of the nearby bins. "Well, you're way old enough to go to boarding school. I don't think it wouldn't matter much now whether your family reside in the US or here," he said picking up a disposable napkin from the stall and wiping his fingers. "Just tell them you want to expand your horizons this time... and that you want to experience what they have experienced, if not then you'll go see for yourself." Okay, maybe it wasn't the best approach, but a little bit of emotional blackmail might help. Maybe."Or if you need backup, I can always ask my mum to convince your parents?" Surely, THE Sophie Mordaunt will talk their ears off.
THAT WAS THE BEST IDEA ever like EVER. Kai was actively trying to remain as calm as she could when he mentioned. His encouragement made her feel squishy, happy, and glad to have a friend in her camp. ” Thank you, I’ll tell them that we have plans and use it to convince them” She grinned softly. If anything, it would be easier to convince them with how long she had known Mackenzie.
Kai had to agree. Not being able to eat was absolutely dreadful. ” Oh? I think I saw one of your brother’s games? Doesn’t he play for the Quafflepunchers? I think it was probably one against Pride of Portree? My family usually makes a point to go to all of their games because Uncle Kirk is the keeper” She often spent most of the games being pestered by her cousin Islay’s little children.
The soon-to-be Hufflepuff was almost sad that she had finished her chips. ” And if you think of it, boarding school and summer camps aren’t too far off from one another? You’d just have proper adults running it,” she shrugged as she tossed the paper bucket into the bin. ” I’ll tell them exactly that and that I’ll have better OWL and NEWT scores if I get proper training,” She knew that would help with her mum at least. ” Really?” For a moment, her hazel eyes were wide and like an overexcited puppy, all love, admiration, and friendship. ” You really are the best, and if I need to, I’ll send you a bat signal” He really was the best.
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It was definitely nice to find other students with common interests. Not that Vera wasn't open and willing to talk to anyone, but when she could find people who were able to have a conversation about something instead of her just talking at them... it was always an enjoyable experience. "Definitely not the only ones. I mean... that extra curricular that was put on last term had some interest?" She was not great at drawing literal representations which had been the assignment but... it was still fun. And seeing other people's good art work was even more so.
A benefit of not having an older sibling (biologically or legally), was that Vera didn't not know much of the fine details of what happened at Hogwarts years prior to their enrollment. She knew there was a war, she'd seen the plaque in the courtyard and everything, but she didn't know exactly what had happened to the students. Which was probably a good thing for her own mental status. She would have been sorry to hear what the students had gone through, even more so once she realized that those were students she had met personally and cared about. But she also would have been endlessly grateful for how tame her years had been in comparison. She hadn't known just how lucky she actually was.
"It's usually more exciting, I swear. We had a nice quiet year which... is good! But something FUN or positive type of event would be kind of cool... like, in years past there were tournaments! With other schools! Wouldn't that be cool to be involved in?" She doubted it was going to happen again in her time at Hogwarts but... a girl could dream. "You looking forward to not being the youngest class any more? Because able to show the first years around is really fun!"
Right…there was that activity that had happened last term. Nadia hadn’t made it to that one herself, still learning to balance her schedule at Hogwarts and keeping on track when things were happening, but she had heard about it from classmates. “Then all the more reason to expand upon what had been taught previously,” she mused, moving on her own to look at other landscapes that were being offered. Hopefully the cart’s keeper wasn’t too offended that they appeared to be doing all the browsing but not the buying.
“For sure, a happy mix of excitement and quiet is good for the soul.” She might be full of curiosity and liked the occasional thrill (part of why she supposed she had made it to Gryffindor) but that didn’t mean that she needed it all the time. Then the excitement wouldn’t be so…exciting. Plus she didn't need certain family members worrying about her at all times.
“That’s certainly a plus…not being looked down upon because of that.” Unfortunately, there were things that she still had to work towards, like trying to get on a quidditch team. Lucky Dy only had to wait one more year for a chance to play gobstones instead of her two.
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THAT WAS THE BEST IDEA ever like EVER. Kai was actively trying to remain as calm as she could when he mentioned. His encouragement made her feel squishy, happy, and glad to have a friend in her camp. ” Thank you, I’ll tell them that we have plans and use it to convince them” She grinned softly. If anything, it would be easier to convince them with how long she had known Mackenzie.
Kai had to agree. Not being able to eat was absolutely dreadful. ” Oh? I think I saw one of your brother’s games? Doesn’t he play for the Quafflepunchers? I think it was probably one against Pride of Portree? My family usually makes a point to go to all of their games because Uncle Kirk is the keeper” She often spent most of the games being pestered by her cousin Islay’s little children.
The soon-to-be Hufflepuff was almost sad that she had finished her chips. ” And if you think of it, boarding school and summer camps aren’t too far off from one another? You’d just have proper adults running it,” she shrugged as she tossed the paper bucket into the bin. ” I’ll tell them exactly that and that I’ll have better OWL and NEWT scores if I get proper training,” She knew that would help with her mum at least. ” Really?” For a moment, her hazel eyes were wide and like an overexcited puppy, all love, admiration, and friendship. ” You really are the best, and if I need to, I’ll send you a bat signal” He really was the best.
Knowing Kai since they were in Primary, Mackenzie sort of knew what she was feeling at the moment. He shook his head, "Thank me later. You have to get to Hogwarts first." he replied, mirroring her smile.
Mackenzie nodded, throwing away the used napkin in the bin behind him. "The one and only Noah Mordaunt, yes," he said with a hint of pride. Being the only other male sibling, Mackenzie felt drawn to his older brother. And while Noah's ways aren't exactly... exemplary, Mackenzie has always looked up to him for inspiration. It's from him he's learned to loosen up a bit and give people a chance. "He's now promoted to the team's Seeker. He wasn't so keen about the change though," Mackenzie shrugged, not fully understanding why. To be honest, he couldn't care any less about Quidditch. As long as Noah stayed intact after a game, Mackenzie was all good.
Now those are good points too, and if those weren't enough to convince Kai's parents, "Yes, give me the bat signal and I'll let you have my mum. She'd be more than happy to help, I promise." the imagery of his mum talking and waving her arms about explaining things to Mr and Mrs Yarborough caused Mackenzie to smile. He knew she'd get the job done in no time... probably just so they could finally shut her up or something.
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Right…there was that activity that had happened last term. Nadia hadn’t made it to that one herself, still learning to balance her schedule at Hogwarts and keeping on track when things were happening, but she had heard about it from classmates. “Then all the more reason to expand upon what had been taught previously,” she mused, moving on her own to look at other landscapes that were being offered. Hopefully the cart’s keeper wasn’t too offended that they appeared to be doing all the browsing but not the buying.
“For sure, a happy mix of excitement and quiet is good for the soul.” She might be full of curiosity and liked the occasional thrill (part of why she supposed she had made it to Gryffindor) but that didn’t mean that she needed it all the time. Then the excitement wouldn’t be so…exciting. Plus she didn't need certain family members worrying about her at all times.
“That’s certainly a plus…not being looked down upon because of that.” Unfortunately, there were things that she still had to work towards, like trying to get on a quidditch team. Lucky Dy only had to wait one more year for a chance to play gobstones instead of her two.
She could only assume that the street vendors were used to window shoppers during the summer time. Majority of the students, at least she figured as much, probably came with the money needed for the equipment for the upcoming term and not so much spending money. Particularly not for beautiful artwork that would be too hazardous (for the painting) to take with them anyways. Besides... wasn't art just supposed to be appreciated? "I agree. I think all of this is sounding like an excellent case for us on getting the lesson we want." They should bombard ask Professor Sayse as soon as possible!
"Our souls or our parents souls?" She asked, a cheeky smile on her face as she looked at the younger girl and giggled. Because while Nadia had a point that some quiet made excitement more fun... Vera would happily take thrill, after thrill, after thrill. Down time was not her favorite. But she imagined no craziness at Hogwarts was far better for her Papa.
"Did people really look down on you for that?" Vera asked, surprise registering on her face. It seemed she'd completely forgotten her own Hogwarts first year (or forgotten that part) or even her own initial reaction to first years once she had returned as a second. "How archaic."
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Charlie had just finished her shift over at Madame Malkins and felt her stomach rumble when she had walked out of the door. Moving through the vendors she kept looking for something that sounded extremely yummy. She had ben considering going down to the piercing shop after she got something to eat. She had finally decided she was going to get her nose done. Well if she still had the courage after she ate.
Glancing at a booth she noticed they had some loaded fries which was a rarity to have around here but she was hungry and had a few designs she wanted to work on for her personal collection later she'd need it. She got in line and pulled her light sweater a bit closer to her chest glancing around to see if anyone she knew was around.
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She could only assume that the street vendors were used to window shoppers during the summer time. Majority of the students, at least she figured as much, probably came with the money needed for the equipment for the upcoming term and not so much spending money. Particularly not for beautiful artwork that would be too hazardous (for the painting) to take with them anyways. Besides... wasn't art just supposed to be appreciated? "I agree. I think all of this is sounding like an excellent case for us on getting the lesson we want." They should bombard ask Professor Sayse as soon as possible!
"Our souls or our parents souls?" She asked, a cheeky smile on her face as she looked at the younger girl and giggled. Because while Nadia had a point that some quiet made excitement more fun... Vera would happily take thrill, after thrill, after thrill. Down time was not her favorite. But she imagined no craziness at Hogwarts was far better for her Papa.
"Did people really look down on you for that?" Vera asked, surprise registering on her face. It seemed she'd completely forgotten her own Hogwarts first year (or forgotten that part) or even her own initial reaction to first years once she had returned as a second. "How archaic."
Here’s to getting a lesson on moving paints at some point with them in agreement and plenty of recruitment options. Nads was her she could get Dy involved for sure. She tilted her head slilghtly in thought and had to pause to think on the question before adding her own laughter to the giggling. “A little bit of both…though perhaps more on their side.” Parents did tend to worry more about their kids then their kids did about themselves. Merlin help her dads with kids that lived on a reserve filled with two of the more potentially dangerous creatures of the wizarding world.
“There were a few…at least in the beginning.” Before she had managed to not appear as to be a complete noob. It wasn’t like magic was new to her when she entered Hogwarts, even with the muggles in her extended family. “Made me wonder how they were when THEY were firsties.” Because they certainly should have remembered what it was like to have been in her shoes. At least she and Dy had had a big brother around if things had gotten too much, not that they tried to need him TOO much.
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Charlie had just finished her shift over at Madame Malkins and felt her stomach rumble when she had walked out of the door. Moving through the vendors she kept looking for something that sounded extremely yummy. She had ben considering going down to the piercing shop after she got something to eat. She had finally decided she was going to get her nose done. Well if she still had the courage after she ate.
Glancing at a booth she noticed they had some loaded fries which was a rarity to have around here but she was hungry and had a few designs she wanted to work on for her personal collection later she'd need it. She got in line and pulled her light sweater a bit closer to her chest glancing around to see if anyone she knew was around.
He probably should really take his lunch break to pop over to a salon for a hair cut. Mum had fussed at him and Mercer when he last headed home for a family dinner and he supposed it was a lot longer than he usually kept it. Brown locks falling in front of his face was distracting while he tried to look through the lens of his camera or deal with a creature at the Menagerie...but there were these incredible inventions called hair scrunchies, hair bands, and headbands that kept those pesky bits away from his face. He had mastered the 'manbun' according to some but...he supposed mum had a point. Especially with him sporting something between a beard and scruff, he was beginning to look a lot more mountainous.
Maybe after work and running errands he would get himself a trim. He did have another parcel he wanted to send off to his siblings at Hogwarts. Sending care packages was apparently one of his love languages - though he supposed that that fell under acts of kindness.
Anyway.
Having finished up at the Owl Post and another interesting chat with the proprietor there, Cooper decided he would hit up the vendors for lunch rather than order in somewhere. It was a really nice day out, after all. Only issue was that there were so many great options for street food that his stomach was encouraging him to grab something from every stand...and he was teetering on indulging it. He had put in a long weekend with Monsieur Benoit on the ranch, loads of manual labor and heavy lifting, and his sore muscles needed the nourishment! So it was that Cooper Branxton stood somewhere in the middle of the array of options looking very much like a lost cruppy in his indecision.
Story of his life, honestly.
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He probably should really take his lunch break to pop over to a salon for a hair cut. Mum had fussed at him and Mercer when he last headed home for a family dinner and he supposed it was a lot longer than he usually kept it. Brown locks falling in front of his face was distracting while he tried to look through the lens of his camera or deal with a creature at the Menagerie...but there were these incredible inventions called hair scrunchies, hair bands, and headbands that kept those pesky bits away from his face. He had mastered the 'manbun' according to some but...he supposed mum had a point. Especially with him sporting something between a beard and scruff, he was beginning to look a lot more mountainous.
Maybe after work and running errands he would get himself a trim. He did have another parcel he wanted to send off to his siblings at Hogwarts. Sending care packages was apparently one of his love languages - though he supposed that that fell under acts of kindness.
Anyway.
Having finished up at the Owl Post and another interesting chat with the proprietor there, Cooper decided he would hit up the vendors for lunch rather than order in somewhere. It was a really nice day out, after all. Only issue was that there were so many great options for street food that his stomach was encouraging him to grab something from every stand...and he was teetering on indulging it. He had put in a long weekend with Monsieur Benoit on the ranch, loads of manual labor and heavy lifting, and his sore muscles needed the nourishment! So it was that Cooper Branxton stood somewhere in the middle of the array of options looking very much like a lost cruppy in his indecision.
Story of his life, honestly.
Charlie could never help herself, she enjoyed looking around when she was standing in lines. She turned her head and saw Cooper. Ugh she really needed to ask him out on a date. But she was so afraid to ruin what ever it was they had. She sighed and glanced back at the line, she had a bit, she took a deep breath, "Cooper, hey!"
She felt her hand wave as small as possible compared to how loud her voice had gotten to grab his attention.
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Charlie could never help herself, she enjoyed looking around when she was standing in lines. She turned her head and saw Cooper. Ugh she really needed to ask him out on a date. But she was so afraid to ruin what ever it was they had. She sighed and glanced back at the line, she had a bit, she took a deep breath, "Cooper, hey!"
She felt her hand wave as small as possible compared to how loud her voice had gotten to grab his attention.
Cooper was not exactly a man of faith, nor was he really a man of science but that was for neither here nor there, but he was looking for a sign of some sort to help him decide what he ought to have for lunch. His sign came by way of a familiar voice that spun him around and had him facing the vivacious curls and inviting smile of Charlie. And she was nestled near a fish and chips stand he had been meaning to revisit and just hadn't.
Well, that settled that then.
"Hey yourself," he smiled with a little sub to the back of his neck as he strolled over to where she was with her dainty wave. "I'm just going to grab a basket of fish and chips. Mind if I join you after? I can get you a lemonade or something if you fancy."
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Cooper was not exactly a man of faith, nor was he really a man of science but that was for neither here nor there, but he was looking for a sign of some sort to help him decide what he ought to have for lunch. His sign came by way of a familiar voice that spun him around and had him facing the vivacious curls and inviting smile of Charlie. And she was nestled near a fish and chips stand he had been meaning to revisit and just hadn't.
Well, that settled that then.
"Hey yourself," he smiled with a little sub to the back of his neck as he strolled over to where she was with her dainty wave. "I'm just going to grab a basket of fish and chips. Mind if I join you after? I can get you a lemonade or something if you fancy."
She smiled as she watched him walk toward her. It was so nice to see him again. She always loved seeing him because he had always been a comfort to her, a calming effect if you will. "I would love if you joined me after you grabbed some chips. I'll be over there." She pointed off to a shady spot that had a few seats. Her eyes lit up at the mention of lemonade[/b] "A lemonade would be lovely."[/b] There was definitely heat in her cheeks now, but Cooper had been the culprit of that many more times than she cared to count.
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