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Oh Merlin, she was giggling again. Samuel checked over his body and even smelt under his arms, he wasn't wearing anything different than what he usually wore.
So whyyyyyy could he not get rid of this girl? And why did she keep staring at him and smiling? He had been rude and snarly and still she came back for more. It was not natural.
Would he get into trouble if he threw her out of the pub? Samuel had drifted off into dream land just thinking of how funny it would be to see the little girl flying through the air and...
Oh what was this then?
A tip?
Well now, that changed everything. Samuel pulled over a stool and sat down, placing his elbows onto the counter and putting his hands on either side of his face and he lent forward with a look of interest on his face.
"You can ask me anything Princess" he said his eyes sparkling with curiosity. So long as as there is money involved, the kid could ask him anything.
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Josh pushed the door to Hog's Head open and as he did so a weird airstream hit his face making his hair even more straggly and lifting his Gryffindor robe a little. ''Woah! What is happening? I thought i was going inside!'' He looked around blinking, seriously it was weird how this happened while he this door opened to some indoor place. Weirdness. Nevertheless shrugging to himself, he stepped inside the bar and looked around for an empty seat...well...this place did not seem to be so crowded so it was not going to be so hard for him.
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Miranda listened intently at the explanation of what that Eye thingy was, and kind of stared at the thing when Oliver took it out. Her face got a little frown of concentration as she inspected it and wondered what you did with that stuff that hung from it. It was like a thin string. Did you like...plug it in somewhere? Oh ew, did Oliver plug this into his arm or somethign? No that would be weird. Gosh, dangit Miranda. You should know this things!
Aw, it didn't work... "Oh...this looks cool." She said and turned it over in her hands before giving it back to the boy.
Sip sip sip. And then a burp escaped her. "Oh, sorry!" She covered her mouth and looked shocked. Well...she did burp, like whatever, but not infront of people. Ah, Oliver did collect that stuff. "Okay, then they are yours." She nodded and drank some more. She rubbed her hands together, but then raised her bottle when he 'toasted'. "Cheers!" Hehehe.
It was weird, but something was sort of making her stressed. Was it the drink, the cold or the weird...situation that these two were in? But there was this...beat...going on and on and on... What is that!? Seriously, it sounded like a clock ticking - and Miranda did NOT like the sound of ticking! She glanced at Oliver and could see that he was sort of looking like he was going to...twitch, or something. She wondered if he was allright, but maybe it was just boredom. Maybe he was bored. Heh. But... "Oh that's cool. Like mine then." She smiled happily and took another sip.
Ah... Good answer. But she wondered if it was thruthful or...a complete one. His arm? "You should go check it out with the Nurse." Quidditch injuries to Miranda, was as serious as... You got hurt and chances were you weren't going to be able to play again. She shuddered at the thought. A lige WITHOUT Quidditch! GASP! And then his usual cocky self was present, and Miranda was sort of...relieved? She chuckled. "Hah!" She looked at him with one eyebrow raised. And then cloinked her bottle against his. "That's the spirit!" Hehehe.
Miranda gaped. Gaped bigger and longer than she'd ever done around this boy. Seriously. Had he gotten over that lesson already? Miranda was still grimacing whenever she thought about it... specially if she thought of their quarrel at the lake. But but but, she tried to be as light about it aswell. Buuuut gosh, no, she couldn't. "I wonder what he's going to teach us next class...maybe the killing curse. Now that would be fascinating." It was sarcasm. Just hope Oliver got that.
Did it fly into the pitch and try to eat them!?"Yes!" She exclaimed and then proceeded to put a hand right infront of the boys face, like this close to touching his nose. "It was all up on our faces, and I was like 'Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?' , and then it went all flappity-flap, and then I was like," she removed the hand and started arguing with an invisible butterbeast, " 'Hey you better not mess with the Badgers or you gonna get some butt a-whoopin'!' and then I squirted the beastie!" There, job done. Bahaha!
"Omygosh...you mean like instead of a Parseltounge...you'd be a... Buttertounge?" She blinked. Somehow that name didn't sound as cool. Though, it would be totally awesome if he'd be able to talk to them. She laughed with Oliver, though the boy totally seemed a bit more hyped up. "Aw, Pilliwickle is wonderful. I think she might have added a few marbles. She seems alot more enthusiastic than most Professors. Aw, granny Pilliwickle."Squiggle.
Oliver smiled a little as he saw the expression on Miranda's face. Puzzlement. “I thought you lived in the muggle world.” He said with slight bafflement in his tone. Maybe she lived in a cave... or something? “These things...” He picked up the headphones and waved them under her nose. “Plug into your ears and they play music directly into them.” He explained with his eyes fixed on her to see her reaction. “There's a dead zone in a clearing by the lake where this baby actually works. I'll take you there. It's pretty neat when you want to escape magic for a while.” He said with a smile. But once the battery had gone... it was gone until the next holiday break. “You know Muggle Studies is a breeze when you've been brought up with muggle things and gone to a muggle school. I'm surprised they let us take it really.” He shrugged. But meh, it just meant a bit of a break from studies so he wasn't complaining. No siree.
He looked at Miranda and he let out a chuckle. “Better out than in.” He said quoting Shrek once again. He clinked bottles with the little Huffie. He raised his eyebrows. “Thanks Miranda.” Oh poo. This was going to come back and bite him in the bum he could just feel it. “Cheers.” He said with a smile. Yeah.. cheers to all that gold I'm going to get from your card collection. Oh... dear.
Oliver's whole body suddenly twitched like he had a involuntary tick. Oh crap. The sugar in the butterbeer was never good for his.. condition. All those E numbers and things that were bad for you. He clasped his hands together in an attempt to stop the need to jump over the table and sprint.. somewhere. He smiled at Miranda hoping she hadn't noticed. No more butterbeer for Oliver. He wouldn't have had the first if it hadn't been free. What was she saying anyway? He focused intently on her and concentrated with all his might. Cool.. like what? He smiled at nodded. He didn't have a clue. Hmmm....
“No nurses.” He replied quickly. He heard that just fine. “I hate hospitals and I'll only go near the hospital wing if it's a life or death situation.” He said with a firm shake of the head. That.. and there was nothing wrong with his arm except for a few cuts and bruises from his exploits... and those damn eel scars of course. He cloinked bottles with her once again a little surprised that she seemed happy that he was being more like 'himself' again. And he thought he irritated the hell out of her. The looks he got for merely smirking sometimes could kill.
He actually gulped when Miranda gaped at him like he was insane. What had he said to get that reaction!? Oh.. the DADA thing. Yeah. “Obviously still a sore subject.” He mumbled.. then sighed. “Miranda. I didn't sleep the night after class. Stupid, huh? But I'm not going to dwell on it anymore. My spider twinged. Bid deal. That means nothing... except cramp probably.” He grinned and winked at her like he didn't care.. but he did. It had worried the twitchy boy to death. “Besides, you didn't even manage that. You should be happy about that fact.” Yeah, yeah – Miranda was a saint. He locked eyes with her at her next words, a little taken aback by them. “He couldn't. Crucio was bad enough. If he does I'll walk out. Make a stand and go and speak to the Head about it.” He nodded. Plus, he was terrified he would actually be able to do it. Gulp.
“Urrrh.” He scrunched up his face and flinched away from the hand like it actually was the butterfly!monster. “That's.. creepy. He laughed at her impression. Hehe! She must look mental to anyone just watching who couldn't hear their conversation. “Butt a-whoopin.” He repeated cocking an eyebrow. “Just exactly where is a butterflies butt?” He asked with a smirk. “You realise if you hurt one of them, the other two will be after your hide.” He grinned. Then he seemed to drift off for a moment. “...I could create a whole army of them..” He mused.
“Buttertougue.” hehehe! He laughed. “Yeah. It sounds really rubbish but I'm sure there must be some uses for the language.” Like.... er.... Merlin knew. “I like Pilliwinkle, yeah. She's craaaazy but at least her lessons are fun.” Harmless fun.
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Oh Merlin, she was giggling again. Samuel checked over his body and even smelt under his arms, he wasn't wearing anything different than what he usually wore.
So whyyyyyy could he not get rid of this girl? And why did she keep staring at him and smiling? He had been rude and snarly and still she came back for more. It was not natural.
Would he get into trouble if he threw her out of the pub? Samuel had drifted off into dream land just thinking of how funny it would be to see the little girl flying through the air and...
Oh what was this then?
A tip?
Well now, that changed everything. Samuel pulled over a stool and sat down, placing his elbows onto the counter and putting his hands on either side of his face and he lent forward with a look of interest on his face.
"You can ask me anything Princess" he said his eyes sparkling with curiosity. So long as as there is money involved, the kid could ask him anything.
Stare.
He ... did not smell nice. Or so Madiison decided anyways as she tried to uncork the bottle before her while he sniffed himself. Maybe it was just being in this dusty place.
Uncorking the bottle of butterbeer was haaaaaaaaard, for Madiison had delicate hands which were not strong enough to withstand the hard work they had been doing lately. As hard as the task may be, it was not impossible and the little girl was determined to open it. It was a pity she was not allowed to do magic outside school. Would have made her life a whole lot easier.
Aaaaand POP. Out came the cork. Oh, yeah. She was goooooooood.
It was as the girl was pouring the butterbeer into her sparkly clean glass that her eyes caught movement around her and noticed the bartender grabbing a stool to sit.
And then he LEANED forward. Without really meaning to, Madiison leaned BACK simultaniously.
Woah, this man was creepy.
He was LOOKING at her weirdly. Again. Although this was a nice weird, somehow.
... he called her a Princess again! BEAM. Beam. Beam. Smile. Beam.
Giggling one more time, Madiison took a siiiip, just like her mother had taught her, before fixing her eyes on the big man yet again. AND LOOK! His eyes were sparkly. Or was that the light?
"I was wonderiiiiing ..." The petite redhead started as she let her legs swiiiing a little but then she paused. Was there a NICE way to ask him if he was a squib? SHOULD she ask him? Di pressed her lips together in a thin line and wondered.
Maybe she should change the subject. Find something ELSE that was interesting.
Oliver smiled a little as he saw the expression on Miranda's face. Puzzlement. “I thought you lived in the muggle world.” He said with slight bafflement in his tone. Maybe she lived in a cave... or something? “These things...” He picked up the headphones and waved them under her nose. “Plug into your ears and they play music directly into them.” He explained with his eyes fixed on her to see her reaction. “There's a dead zone in a clearing by the lake where this baby actually works. I'll take you there. It's pretty neat when you want to escape magic for a while.” He said with a smile. But once the battery had gone... it was gone until the next holiday break. “You know Muggle Studies is a breeze when you've been brought up with muggle things and gone to a muggle school. I'm surprised they let us take it really.” He shrugged. But meh, it just meant a bit of a break from studies so he wasn't complaining. No siree.
He looked at Miranda and he let out a chuckle. “Better out than in.” He said quoting Shrek once again. He clinked bottles with the little Huffie. He raised his eyebrows. “Thanks Miranda.” Oh poo. This was going to come back and bite him in the bum he could just feel it. “Cheers.” He said with a smile. Yeah.. cheers to all that gold I'm going to get from your card collection. Oh... dear.
Oliver's whole body suddenly twitched like he had a involuntary tick. Oh crap. The sugar in the butterbeer was never good for his.. condition. All those E numbers and things that were bad for you. He clasped his hands together in an attempt to stop the need to jump over the table and sprint.. somewhere. He smiled at Miranda hoping she hadn't noticed. No more butterbeer for Oliver. He wouldn't have had the first if it hadn't been free. What was she saying anyway? He focused intently on her and concentrated with all his might. Cool.. like what? He smiled at nodded. He didn't have a clue. Hmmm....
“No nurses.” He replied quickly. He heard that just fine. “I hate hospitals and I'll only go near the hospital wing if it's a life or death situation.” He said with a firm shake of the head. That.. and there was nothing wrong with his arm except for a few cuts and bruises from his exploits... and those damn eel scars of course. He cloinked bottles with her once again a little surprised that she seemed happy that he was being more like 'himself' again. And he thought he irritated the hell out of her. The looks he got for merely smirking sometimes could kill.
He actually gulped when Miranda gaped at him like he was insane. What had he said to get that reaction!? Oh.. the DADA thing. Yeah. “Obviously still a sore subject.” He mumbled.. then sighed. “Miranda. I didn't sleep the night after class. Stupid, huh? But I'm not going to dwell on it anymore. My spider twinged. Bid deal. That means nothing... except cramp probably.” He grinned and winked at her like he didn't care.. but he did. It had worried the twitchy boy to death. “Besides, you didn't even manage that. You should be happy about that fact.” Yeah, yeah – Miranda was a saint. He locked eyes with her at her next words, a little taken aback by them. “He couldn't. Crucio was bad enough. If he does I'll walk out. Make a stand and go and speak to the Head about it.” He nodded. Plus, he was terrified he would actually be able to do it. Gulp.
“Urrrh.” He scrunched up his face and flinched away from the hand like it actually was the butterfly!monster. “That's.. creepy. He laughed at her impression. Hehe! She must look mental to anyone just watching who couldn't hear their conversation. “Butt a-whoopin.” He repeated cocking an eyebrow. “Just exactly where is a butterflies butt?” He asked with a smirk. “You realise if you hurt one of them, the other two will be after your hide.” He grinned. Then he seemed to drift off for a moment. “...I could create a whole army of them..” He mused.
“Buttertougue.” hehehe! He laughed. “Yeah. It sounds really rubbish but I'm sure there must be some uses for the language.” Like.... er.... Merlin knew. “I like Pilliwinkle, yeah. She's craaaazy but at least her lessons are fun.” Harmless fun.
Miranda opened her mouth a little, closed it, and then answered. "I do..." She DID LIVE in the muggle world. Hmpf! Though...it was sort of far away from the city...She saw more lambs and sheep than technology. And then her eyes grew wide again as Oliver showed her what that headband thingy was. Now her eyebrows shot up. Music!"What kind of music do you have in there?" She asked, going all grabby hands on it, trying to see if he maybe had some Beatles songs. But, ofcourse, he had already said it didn't work... buuuuut... "Really? Oh, I'd love to hear some!" Because, really, Hogwarts students RARELY heard muggle music.
Oops. Her cheeks flushed a little at the burp, but Oliver seemed allright with it. Which was good. Heh.
But just as Miranda was going to take another sip, she saw a really weird movement coming from Oliver...like a TWITCH. Naaah, he didn't. Right? Why would he do that? Meh, it was probably nothing. Though her nickname for him would probably fit very well if he had. Hehe. She took a sip and smiled back at the boy. Hmmm.
She cocked an eyebrow at him as he refused the nurse...thing. She was about to ask him why and tell him he was stooopid, but the fear for hospitals made her keep quiet. People didn't just hate hospitals for no reason...something must've happened for him to dislike them so much. "Hah... If you were on my team, I'd dragged you there myself. You better not get a permanent injury, or you bet your butt there will be no more Quidditch for you." Oh oh oh, her Captain self came out there. This was no longer Miranda, but Captain Miranda, and she was not as nice. Hehe.
Obviously still a sore subject??? Like really. Had he forgotten why they had not spoken to eachother? She didn't say anything but leaned back in her chair and took the bottle between her hands. Miranda kept her eyes on the dusty bottle as he talked about that horrible class, but looked up just as that stupid grin appeared. Yeah, Miranda hadn't managed to do anything...but according to Oliver, if she'd been as angry as she was in the lake, she might have. "He might... If he could make students practice Crucio, there's probably nothing he couldn't make us do..." And he would walk out? Miranda might not have, she wanted to be an Auror. Maybe...maybe it would be good for her to try it out?
"Yes, butt a-whoopin'." Where was the butterflies butt? Eh? "No not butt...but like...you know...it's called a butterfly...so kick it's butt- kick the butt out of the butterfly!" It made sense! Right!?
Olivers remark made her grimace. "Well, then I'll just run and hide behind you." She smiled REALLY big. He was a giant, he could hold a bat. It was simple maths...thingy. Oh no."You better not. You create an army and I'll kick the butt out of you." Cheyeah!
Hehehe. It was nice to hear the boy laugh. Laughter was...nice. Yes. Specially when it wasn't his little 'evil' laugh. Heh. "Hope we get to conjure up more fun stuff. Like...Quidditch equipment!" Omygosh, she just had a vision!
He ... did not smell nice. Or so Madiison decided anyways as she tried to uncork the bottle before her while he sniffed himself. Maybe it was just being in this dusty place.
Uncorking the bottle of butterbeer was haaaaaaaaard, for Madiison had delicate hands which were not strong enough to withstand the hard work they had been doing lately. As hard as the task may be, it was not impossible and the little girl was determined to open it. It was a pity she was not allowed to do magic outside school. Would have made her life a whole lot easier.
Aaaaand POP. Out came the cork. Oh, yeah. She was goooooooood.
It was as the girl was pouring the butterbeer into her sparkly clean glass that her eyes caught movement around her and noticed the bartender grabbing a stool to sit.
And then he LEANED forward. Without really meaning to, Madiison leaned BACK simultaniously.
Woah, this man was creepy.
He was LOOKING at her weirdly. Again. Although this was a nice weird, somehow.
... he called her a Princess again! BEAM. Beam. Beam. Smile. Beam.
Giggling one more time, Madiison took a siiiip, just like her mother had taught her, before fixing her eyes on the big man yet again. AND LOOK! His eyes were sparkly. Or was that the light?
"I was wonderiiiiing ..." The petite redhead started as she let her legs swiiiing a little but then she paused. Was there a NICE way to ask him if he was a squib? SHOULD she ask him? Di pressed her lips together in a thin line and wondered.
Maybe she should change the subject. Find something ELSE that was interesting.
"... if you like dust."
HUH?
Samuel was not going to help her uncork the bottle. Nope. Wasn't going to do it. He gave an inward chuckle but his face remained impassive as he watched her face screw up with concentration as she attempted undoing the bottle.
He almost reached out to help her, merely out of frustration of how long it was taking her. But thankfully she had managed it herself. Phew he wouldn't want anyone thinking he was going soft.
Oh Merlin, did she ever stop smiling? What was there to smile about anyway? Samuel wondered if she had taken a bottle of an 'Euphoria' potion or something. It just wasn't normal for someone to smile so much especially in this place.
Samuel was starting to get bored. Was she ever going to ask him the damn question? Money or not, he was not about to sit here all day waiting for this child to...
Oh there we go.
And what?
It had taken her all that time to ask him that? The girl was daft! Samuel merely snorted at her question and got up from his stool and shrugged. "What's not to like" he answered and then pulled out his wand. "But if it bothers you so much princess." He gave his wand a small wave around her and all the dust disappeared.
"Is that better?"
Now why did he even bother doing that?
The kid was getting to him. Not good. So not good.
Tiberius was determined to have a butterbeer without the interruption of random kissy girls, and if that meant he drank it alone, so be it. Plus, now that his coupon had been replaced, he needed to spend it before something else went crazy and it got lost or destroyed or something.
Marching right up to the counter, Tibi held up his coupon, gripped tightly in his hand, smile plastered on his face. "One butterbeer please!"
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He gave Dylan a mock glare, "No I don't want to go into the tea shop. I only go in there with my wife."
Marcus had started to walked down the street and he grinned at Dylan's suggestion. "Now that is more like it. The Hogs Head. A very manly place indeed."
Yeah the drinks there would be hairs on your chest.
Mmmhmmm very manly.
Dylan chuckled, "Am I not good enough for you to go into a tea shop with?" He was only going to take Gold into Puddifoots. He had a voucher and everything. Oh Gold.
He pushed the door open, "Yep very manly. And dark. And a tad musty." He looked around, "Perfect." Very manly indeed. He could feel his manly status increasing, just by pushing the door open.
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Dylan chuckled, "Am I not good enough for you to go into a tea shop with?" He was only going to take Gold into Puddifoots. He had a voucher and everything. Oh Gold.
He pushed the door open, "Yep very manly. And dark. And a tad musty." He looked around, "Perfect." Very manly indeed. He could feel his manly status increasing, just by pushing the door open.
Marcus raised an eyebrow at Dylan but chose to ignore that comment. The tea shop was a place you only went to because your partner dragged you there. Even though the cake was extremely good.
Ah now this was what Marcus was used to. How many times had he played poker in here. This was the place for men. He slapped Dylan on the back as he followed him inside. "I can taste that firewhiskey now."
It wouldn't be manly to tell Dylan that he absolutely loathed firewhiskey but what else did one drink in the Hogs Head? He would look like a girl if he drank anything else.
Marcus raised an eyebrow at Dylan but chose to ignore that comment. The tea shop was a place you only went to because your partner dragged you there. Even though the cake was extremely good.
Ah now this was what Marcus was used to. How many times had he played poker in here. This was the place for men. He slapped Dylan on the back as he followed him inside. "I can taste that firewhiskey now."
It wouldn't be manly to tell Dylan that he absolutely loathed firewhiskey but what else did one drink in the Hogs Head? He would look like a girl if he drank anything else.
Dylan could still feel the hand print of Marcus' slap on his back. What a weird sensation. He had never really been slapped on the back before. It felt kind of good. Was better than round the face anyway. Much much better.
"I would steer clear of the firewhisky, Sir. I hear it rots you from the inside out." Well it was true. "Butterbeer is far better for you. Less likey to get you into compromising positions." And pumpkin juice wa far more safer. But less manly. He couldn't tell Lawson that he only drank pumpkin juice. Only little girls drank pumpkin juice. Not strapping 16 year old men.
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SPOILER!!: Reese and Jack
Samuel was just reaching behind the counter to retrieve yet another bottle of butterbeer when another voice came along and wanted yet another one. He cursed under his breath as he grabbed another bottle and thumped them onto the counter.
And just as he was about to ask for his money, the two lovebirds were being...BLAH!! Samuel made a retching noise to get their attention off each other and he held out his hand.
"If you two are finished making goo-goo eyes at each other. Do ya think ya can give me my money now" he said glaring at the two of them and wishing that the three broomsticks wasn't crowded.
Oh my. Someone had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, hadn't they? He blinked and nodded, dropping the money in his outstretched hand, making sure to not actually TOUCH his hand.
"Thank you!" he said with a grin. Even if the guy wasn't cheery, that didn't mean HE couldn't be happy could he? "So, what's up? Slowly but surely getting used to being back in school?" he asked with a smile as he turned back to Reese, leaving the grouchy man to...be grouchy with other customers.
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Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley
Samuel was just reaching behind the counter to retrieve yet another bottle of butterbeer when another voice came along and wanted yet another one. He cursed under his breath as he grabbed another bottle and thumped them onto the counter.
And just as he was about to ask for his money, the two lovebirds were being...BLAH!! Samuel made a retching noise to get their attention off each other and he held out his hand.
"If you two are finished making goo-goo eyes at each other. Do ya think ya can give me my money now" he said glaring at the two of them and wishing that the three broomsticks wasn't crowded.
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Oh my. Someone had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, hadn't they? He blinked and nodded, dropping the money in his outstretched hand, making sure to not actually TOUCH his hand.
"Thank you!" he said with a grin. Even if the guy wasn't cheery, that didn't mean HE couldn't be happy could he? "So, what's up? Slowly but surely getting used to being back in school?" he asked with a smile as he turned back to Reese, leaving the grouchy man to...be grouchy with other customers.
Upon hearing some horrible retching noises, Reese turned to look at the man behind the counter. "Excuse you," she said. "If you wanted our attention, you could have gotten it in a much nicer way." She placed elbow on the table as she just stared at the man. Was she afraid of this man? Not really. She had a BADGE and all this guy had was a cloth and...some very dirty hands.
"You want some hand sanitizer?" She asked the barkeeper.
Geez, this guy had a horrible attitude. "Sir, you know with that kind of attitude towards your costumers, you won't make a profit," she explained. "It pays to be nice. It really does."
After Jack paid for the drinks, she took her bottle and slid it closer to her. "Nothing much. I've just been trying to study for...hey! I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you think you could possibly help me study for my Astronomy NEWT?" She asked him. "I have that Astronomy for Dummies book, but that thing really isn't helping." She was on the edge of just passing the book off to Torin. Yup.
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Oh my. Someone had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, hadn't they? He blinked and nodded, dropping the money in his outstretched hand, making sure to not actually TOUCH his hand.
"Thank you!" he said with a grin. Even if the guy wasn't cheery, that didn't mean HE couldn't be happy could he? "So, what's up? Slowly but surely getting used to being back in school?" he asked with a smile as he turned back to Reese, leaving the grouchy man to...be grouchy with other customers.
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Upon hearing some horrible retching noises, Reese turned to look at the man behind the counter. "Excuse you," she said. "If you wanted our attention, you could have gotten it in a much nicer way." She placed elbow on the table as she just stared at the man. Was she afraid of this man? Not really. She had a BADGE and all this guy had was a cloth and...some very dirty hands.
"You want some hand sanitizer?" She asked the barkeeper.
Geez, this guy had a horrible attitude. "Sir, you know with that kind of attitude towards your costumers, you won't make a profit," she explained. "It pays to be nice. It really does."
After Jack paid for the drinks, she took her bottle and slid it closer to her. "Nothing much. I've just been trying to study for...hey! I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you think you could possibly help me study for my Astronomy NEWT?" She asked him. "I have that Astronomy for Dummies book, but that thing really isn't helping." She was on the edge of just passing the book off to Torin. Yup.
Samuel closed his fingers around the money and smirked at the boy before placing the money into the till. He was about to move onto a new customer when the girl spoke and he rolled his eyes before placing his elbows onto the counter.
"Why would I need sanitizer luv?" he asked, his lip curling ever so slightly as he gave her the once over. "I haven't been anywhere dirty." What was with these kids and cleanliness? It was a proven fact that a little bit dirt never hurt anyone and in fact it helped to build up your immune system.
Samuel snorted at the girl, little did she know that he was overcharging all the kids for their butterbeer. So he didn't have to be nice to nobody, he was actually raking it in right now. "I would probably make an even bigger profit, if you two went and found some seats and stop crowding my -" personal -"bar space."
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Tiberius was determined to have a butterbeer without the interruption of random kissy girls, and if that meant he drank it alone, so be it. Plus, now that his coupon had been replaced, he needed to spend it before something else went crazy and it got lost or destroyed or something.
Marching right up to the counter, Tibi held up his coupon, gripped tightly in his hand, smile plastered on his face. "One butterbeer please!"
Well. Well. Look who decided to come back? Samuel had noticed this kid before even though he hadn't served him...thankfully.
And great!
Just great!
The kid had one of those stupid coupons. Samuel snatched the coupon out of his hand and ran his wand over it to make sure it was valid. You never knew with these kids, they'll try anything. But no one was pulling anything over him.
Unfortunately it was authentic and Samuel let out a growl and stamped the coupon and sliding it back over to the kid along with his butterbeer.
"Enjoy" he grunted. And why shouldn't he? It was for free.
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Originally Posted by aussiegirl
Marcus raised an eyebrow at Dylan but chose to ignore that comment. The tea shop was a place you only went to because your partner dragged you there. Even though the cake was extremely good.
Ah now this was what Marcus was used to. How many times had he played poker in here. This was the place for men. He slapped Dylan on the back as he followed him inside. "I can taste that firewhiskey now."
It wouldn't be manly to tell Dylan that he absolutely loathed firewhiskey but what else did one drink in the Hogs Head? He would look like a girl if he drank anything else.
Turning around as he noticed the door open, Samuel smiled for the first time since the bar had opened. Finally an adult in his bar and one he recognized.
"Yo Axe" he called out above the annoying chatter from the kids. "Long time no see, man." He pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey from underneath the bar and placed it onto the counter. "The usual, I presume?"
Dylan could still feel the hand print of Marcus' slap on his back. What a weird sensation. He had never really been slapped on the back before. It felt kind of good. Was better than round the face anyway. Much much better.
"I would steer clear of the firewhisky, Sir. I hear it rots you from the inside out." Well it was true. "Butterbeer is far better for you. Less likey to get you into compromising positions." And pumpkin juice wa far more safer. But less manly. He couldn't tell Lawson that he only drank pumpkin juice. Only little girls drank pumpkin juice. Not strapping 16 year old men.
"It does more than that Dylan but I'll wait until you're older to share those stories." Marcus chuckled, he actually preferred to drink wine these days but you did not walk into the Hogs Head and order wine, it just simply wasn't done.
Marcus gazed around the pub looking for a place to sit. There certainly were quite a few kids in here. Just as he spotted an empty table, he heard someone call out his name and he looked over to the bar and grinned, "Come on Dylan, let me introduce you to the bartender."
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Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley
Turning around as he noticed the door open, Samuel smiled for the first time since the bar had opened. Finally an adult in his bar and one he recognized.
"Yo Axe" he called out above the annoying chatter from the kids. "Long time no see, man." He pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey from underneath the bar and placed it onto the counter. "The usual, I presume?"
"Hey Sammy" Marcus replied, walking up to the bar and shaking the bartender's hand and giving the man's shoulder a good slap. "Good to see you dude." He looked at the bottle of firewhiskey and suppressed a shudder, man he really hated that stuff, "Of course what else would I drink?"
Reaching into his robes, Marcus pulled out a glass and gave the bartender a wink, "Even brought my own glass."
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"Well Kay can can bite her tongue." she mumbled, staring up at the Hog's Head place. It was, really creepy if truth be told. And dirty. Smiling though at the mention of pie throwing, she couldn't remember if she apologized to Josh or not for smashing the pie in his face at the opening feast? Eh, well, it was a long time ago. He'd probably forgotten by now. Hopefully...
"WHAT!? There is no way I'm getting even in a fifty foot radius of one of those!" She said with wide eyes, backing away from Destiny. "And I know Josh said it didn't turn you into muggles, but still! You're still watching it aren't you!?" Ugh, why couldn't her friend see that the muggle box was nothing but bad news? But the Slytherin did mention the muggles turning invisible. When she was calm enough again, she started to speak in a more calm tone. "Muggles can turn invisible? So now they have invisibility cloaks too?" Kicking a rock on the ground, she started towards the door of the Hog's Head, mumbling to herself. "First polyjuice potion, and now invisibility cloaks. Why not just point a sign to Diagon Alley so they could get everything else."
Stopping just in front of the door, hearing Destiny say something about coomelflees or something, whatever those were, she looked up at the sign one more time just to make sure this was the right place. Well, it definitely was the Hog's Head. Literally. Hopefully it's body was just forgotten to be painted on the sign. Of course, she just had to pick the most disgusting place to go to, but it was also good. Then Kay and Rex, and whoever else was on the list, wouldn't come in. "C'mon." she mumbled to Destiny, opening the door and walking in.
'Kay can buy me a butterbeer, that's something else she could do.' And next time she better not throw it at her either. Thank Merlin for Evelyn's cat like reflexes, seriously.
'Fineeee! You don't have to watch it.' Merlin... 'No! I haven't watched it.' Which was true. She didn't even remember when the last time she watched it was. 'My grandmum didn't have a muggle box, so I couldn't. Not that I would have!' Jeeez, Destiny would never talk about that in front of Evelyn EVER AGAIN! At least she calmed down now, 'No, they don't really turn invisible, it just looks like they did.' GAH! 'And it isn't polyjuice potion, it is clothes! Clothes that you wear!'
Ehhh, she did not like this place. The shopkeep was scary, everything was scary in there. 'Why are we in here again?' Did they actually have a reason?
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Samuel was not going to help her uncork the bottle. Nope. Wasn't going to do it. He gave an inward chuckle but his face remained impassive as he watched her face screw up with concentration as she attempted undoing the bottle.
He almost reached out to help her, merely out of frustration of how long it was taking her. But thankfully she had managed it herself. Phew he wouldn't want anyone thinking he was going soft.
Oh Merlin, did she ever stop smiling? What was there to smile about anyway? Samuel wondered if she had taken a bottle of an 'Euphoria' potion or something. It just wasn't normal for someone to smile so much especially in this place.
Samuel was starting to get bored. Was she ever going to ask him the damn question? Money or not, he was not about to sit here all day waiting for this child to...
Oh there we go.
And what?
It had taken her all that time to ask him that? The girl was daft! Samuel merely snorted at her question and got up from his stool and shrugged. "What's not to like" he answered and then pulled out his wand. "But if it bothers you so much princess." He gave his wand a small wave around her and all the dust disappeared.
"Is that better?"
Now why did he even bother doing that?
The kid was getting to him. Not good. So not good.
...
He LIKED the dust. Ew. Maybe he wasn't a squib after all. He was just weird.
Madiison took another sip of the butterbeer. Feeling the warmth spread through her was wonderful. What added to the wonder was that the dust had just been cleaned off of her. She was, indeed, clean. CLEAN.
"Yes." The red answered after taking another sip of the butterbeer and it was as she spoke she realised that the bartender had just performed magic! "So you aren't a squib after all!"
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands
'Kay can buy me a butterbeer, that's something else she could do.' And next time she better not throw it at her either. Thank Merlin for Evelyn's cat like reflexes, seriously.
'Fineeee! You don't have to watch it.' Merlin... 'No! I haven't watched it.' Which was true. She didn't even remember when the last time she watched it was. 'My grandmum didn't have a muggle box, so I couldn't. Not that I would have!' Jeeez, Destiny would never talk about that in front of Evelyn EVER AGAIN! At least she calmed down now, 'No, they don't really turn invisible, it just looks like they did.' GAH! 'And it isn't polyjuice potion, it is clothes! Clothes that you wear!'
Ehhh, she did not like this place. The shopkeep was scary, everything was scary in there. 'Why are we in here again?' Did they actually have a reason?
"You should have someone try it first though if Kay gives you a butterbeer. You never know, she might put poison or something in it." she said as she entered the building. "Maybe have Lawsguini try it?" Because that would be peeerrrfect!
Ugh, this place was creepier and nastier on the inside than the outside. Did the owner ever hear of the word 'sanitary' or 'cleanliness' before? Uggh. Resisting the urge to just run out of there, instead, Evelyn held her head high and walked over to some random table close by without looking to see who was there and started to inspect the seats. "And you won't ever again. Right?" she said, looking over her shoulder to Destiny before taking her jacket off and laying it down gently on the seat. Now able to sit down, she kicked the chair across from her slightly so Destiny was able to sit without touching the chair, because who knows what stuff has been sitting and collecting on it that could absorb through skin. Best not to touch the table either...
"Whatever. Muggles are just plain weird and crazy." she mumbled, finally taking a peak around the place for a split second before turning her attention back to her friend. There were a few people here, but she didn't look long enough to notice who they were. "And we are here because...well, would you rather go back to the Three Broomsticks?" Because there would surely be another butterbeer bottle thrown at them. "Or would you rather go to Madame Puddifoot's. I'm sure you will be able to squeeze yourself in a table there...next to all those cootie infested couples." HA! Cooties...Such a funny concept.
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Originally Posted by individual
"You should have someone try it first though if Kay gives you a butterbeer. You never know, she might put poison or something in it." she said as she entered the building. "Maybe have Lawsguini try it?" Because that would be peeerrrfect!
Ugh, this place was creepier and nastier on the inside than the outside. Did the owner ever hear of the word 'sanitary' or 'cleanliness' before? Uggh. Resisting the urge to just run out of there, instead, Evelyn held her head high and walked over to some random table close by without looking to see who was there and started to inspect the seats. "And you won't ever again. Right?" she said, looking over her shoulder to Destiny before taking her jacket off and laying it down gently on the seat. Now able to sit down, she kicked the chair across from her slightly so Destiny was able to sit without touching the chair, because who knows what stuff has been sitting and collecting on it that could absorb through skin. Best not to touch the table either...
"Whatever. Muggles are just plain weird and crazy." she mumbled, finally taking a peak around the place for a split second before turning her attention back to her friend. There were a few people here, but she didn't look long enough to notice who they were. "And we are here because...well, would you rather go back to the Three Broomsticks?" Because there would surely be another butterbeer bottle thrown at them. "Or would you rather go to Madame Puddifoot's. I'm sure you will be able to squeeze yourself in a table there...next to all those cootie infested couples." HA! Cooties...Such a funny concept.
'I don't think she is smart enough to poison my drink. Where would she get poison anyway!?' Ooo, Destiny would have to keep an eye on Kay during potions. Let her go anywhere near her cauldron, she will hit her in the face with a flobberworm. Pfffft, 'Like he would try anything I gave him.' Because he trusts them..
For a moment there, Destiny wished she didn't leave that dark alley. It was less scary in that alley then in this place. Maybe a few cleaning spells would brighten this place up. 'No, I will not watch the muggle box anymore.' Or she would and just not tell Evelyn. After dusting the chair off that Evelyn nicely kicked for her, Destiny sat in it. Yeah, she probably wouldn't come in here too often. And she definitely was not going up to order anything. She would rather dehydrate then talk to the scary man.
'Not all muggles are weird.' Not that she really knew any muggles. 'Maybe the things they do are weird.' Like sitting in front of the muggle box all day long. Didn't their eyes ever hurt? 'But if we go back to the Three Broomsticks I could finishing fighting with Kay.' Ha! Kay better not cross paths with Destiny when she is alone, but the way her and Tyrannosaurus Rex are always together, she figured that unlikely. 'No thank you! I'll take my chances in here.' Cooties..she didn't even want to think about that.
Gross.
Double gross.
'Wait. Madame Puddifoot's sell pie.'
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"It does more than that Dylan but I'll wait until you're older to share those stories." Marcus chuckled, he actually preferred to drink wine these days but you did not walk into the Hogs Head and order wine, it just simply wasn't done.
Marcus gazed around the pub looking for a place to sit. There certainly were quite a few kids in here. Just as he spotted an empty table, he heard someone call out his name and he looked over to the bar and grinned, "Come on Dylan, let me introduce you to the bartender."
Dylan smiled, "I am 16, I am only one year off being of age." Those stories must be those of a rockstar. He had heard so many from the papers, that involved rockstars and firewhisky. They didn't usually end well. Mainly being arrested. Sometimes by muggles. The life of a young rockstar actually sounded quite exciting.
"The bartender? Ok then," he shrugged. Marcus obviously knew the guy. Whether that was good or not was a different matter.
As they approached the counter, Dylan could see him more clearly. He wasn't that scary. Manly. Yes. Scary not so much. He was kinda rugged, like the bar they stood in.
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Well. Well. Look who decided to come back? Samuel had noticed this kid before even though he hadn't served him...thankfully.
And great!
Just great!
The kid had one of those stupid coupons. Samuel snatched the coupon out of his hand and ran his wand over it to make sure it was valid. You never knew with these kids, they'll try anything. But no one was pulling anything over him.
Unfortunately it was authentic and Samuel let out a growl and stamped the coupon and sliding it back over to the kid along with his butterbeer.
"Enjoy" he grunted. And why shouldn't he? It was for free.
Turning around as he noticed the door open, Samuel smiled for the first time since the bar had opened. Finally an adult in his bar and one he recognized.
"Yo Axe" he called out above the annoying chatter from the kids. "Long time no see, man." He pulled out a bottle of firewhiskey from underneath the bar and placed it onto the counter. "The usual, I presume?"
Tibi gratefully accepted the butterbeer with a smile, and pocketed the now voided coupon. I wonder if Celandine would burn up *used* coupons, too. He stuffed it in his pocket before trying to wrestle the cork out of the bottle. It was... stuck.
Biting the top of it with his teeth, he turned when the barkeep addressed someone as Axe. Oh. Professor Lawson. Axe?
Cork still gripped between a few teeth, he mumbled as he looked up at the man. "'ai 'ofessor 'awson."
Tug tug tug.
Stuck.
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Originally Posted by Sneakeh Cat
Upon hearing some horrible retching noises, Reese turned to look at the man behind the counter. "Excuse you," she said. "If you wanted our attention, you could have gotten it in a much nicer way." She placed elbow on the table as she just stared at the man. Was she afraid of this man? Not really. She had a BADGE and all this guy had was a cloth and...some very dirty hands.
"You want some hand sanitizer?" She asked the barkeeper.
Geez, this guy had a horrible attitude. "Sir, you know with that kind of attitude towards your costumers, you won't make a profit," she explained. "It pays to be nice. It really does."
After Jack paid for the drinks, she took her bottle and slid it closer to her. "Nothing much. I've just been trying to study for...hey! I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you think you could possibly help me study for my Astronomy NEWT?" She asked him. "I have that Astronomy for Dummies book, but that thing really isn't helping." She was on the edge of just passing the book off to Torin. Yup.
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Originally Posted by Samuel Huxley
Samuel closed his fingers around the money and smirked at the boy before placing the money into the till. He was about to move onto a new customer when the girl spoke and he rolled his eyes before placing his elbows onto the counter.
"Why would I need sanitizer luv?" he asked, his lip curling ever so slightly as he gave her the once over. "I haven't been anywhere dirty." What was with these kids and cleanliness? It was a proven fact that a little bit dirt never hurt anyone and in fact it helped to build up your immune system.
Samuel snorted at the girl, little did she know that he was overcharging all the kids for their butterbeer. So he didn't have to be nice to nobody, he was actually raking it in right now. "I would probably make an even bigger profit, if you two went and found some seats and stop crowding my -" personal -"bar space."
"REESE!" Jack hissed at her. The last thing he wanted was to get kicked out of the HOGS HEAD. If he got kicked out of a place THAT shady...it would just not be good for his reputation. What would people think if the Head Boy went and did that?!
He gaped back at the man when he suggested the two of them leave. Last time Jack had checked, people weren't fleeing at the sight of HIM, something the bartender probably could not relate to. Wouldn't he feel stupid when he knew that Jack was practically a professional Quidditch player?! Well, ok, he still hadn't tried out or officially made it yet BUTTT...yeah. He'd feel DUMB if he knew that, right?
Jack couldn't pluck up the courage to tell him that, though. The guy was like THISCLOSE to throwing them out and...yeah. He could not afford a scene like that. Especially in front of a PROFESSOR. That was double embarrassing!
Blushing, he ignored the man and turned back to Reese. "Oh yeah, NEWTS. I forgot about those," he said with a sigh. He should REALLY start studying for those too...he was going to need to try extra hard, especially since he had Head Boy duties and all that stuff now. "Of course! We'll have to study a LOT, especially since last term we really didn't learn ANYTHING, did we?" he said with a sigh.
The memory of doing laps in Borr's office was still fresh in his mind.
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Observing the people around out of boredom, Josh sighed sadly as he tapped on the table where he was sitting alone. It was not something like Josh to do, sitting alone in a dusty bar bu he was not feeling as energetic as he usually was due to the things that had happened lately. Thinking over again there actually was no important problem with his life in the castle, plus he was too young and too cheerful to bother much about things however for some reason unknown to him, the thirteen year old Gryffindor boy was feeling like, there was something wrong with him. There should have been something wrong for he did not even move a muscle though there were familiar faces in the bar like the head boy Jack. *tap-tap-tap*
He was refusing to move a muscle for anyone till the door opened up again and two Slytherin girls stepped inside intensely concentrated on their conversation. Rose and her best associate in crime; Destiny. Smiling as he watched them moving inside, he stood up and approached them, since they were too busy to realise him in their intense conversation (he was also not so loud today). ''Hello, girls! Talking about the last DADA class?''
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands
'I don't think she is smart enough to poison my drink. Where would she get poison anyway!?' Ooo, Destiny would have to keep an eye on Kay during potions. Let her go anywhere near her cauldron, she will hit her in the face with a flobberworm. Pfffft, 'Like he would try anything I gave him.' Because he trusts them..
For a moment there, Destiny wished she didn't leave that dark alley. It was less scary in that alley then in this place. Maybe a few cleaning spells would brighten this place up. 'No, I will not watch the muggle box anymore.' Or she would and just not tell Evelyn. After dusting the chair off that Evelyn nicely kicked for her, Destiny sat in it. Yeah, she probably wouldn't come in here too often. And she definitely was not going up to order anything. She would rather dehydrate then talk to the scary man.
'Not all muggles are weird.' Not that she really knew any muggles. 'Maybe the things they do are weird.' Like sitting in front of the muggle box all day long. Didn't their eyes ever hurt? 'But if we go back to the Three Broomsticks I could finishing fighting with Kay.' Ha! Kay better not cross paths with Destiny when she is alone, but the way her and Tyrannosaurus Rex are always together, she figured that unlikely. 'No thank you! I'll take my chances in here.' Cooties..she didn't even want to think about that.
Gross.
Double gross.
'Wait. Madame Puddifoot's sell pie.'
"I don't know. She probably has a stash under her pillow or something." she mumbled, flicking a piece of something off the table. Gross. Looking around, she finally recognized a few people that were there. The Head Boy, Neeses the prefect, and...of course. They couldn't go anywhere without someone being on the list there too. "You could get on his good side now if you want." she gestured to Lawsguini, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. Great...
Good, no more muggle box. It should be destroyed! Like all spiders should be! "The things they do are weird, yes, but who thinks this stuff up? They do! So, they are weird." Smiling at this AMAZING logic, she jumped for a moment, swearing that she just saw a mouse. Eh well, maybe Tiki would enjoy it...Where was that snake anyway? She hadn't seen him in forever. "You can finish fighting with Kay somewhere else. There are too many people in the Three Broomsticks to witness everything." And that would be baaaaad. No witnesses are better... Unless they didn't start it, than yea, they could have as many witnesses as they want.
Ugggh. "Fine, you could go there, but I'm not setting one foot into that place." She had yet to be there, but the way she overheard some people describing it, that would literally just give Kay and Rex a reason to laugh if they ever found out. Or would it just seem suspicious if they went there...
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Originally Posted by Lara_the_Firelady
Observing the people around out of boredom, Josh sighed sadly as he tapped on the table where he was sitting alone. It was not something like Josh to do, sitting alone in a dusty bar bu he was not feeling as energetic as he usually was due to the things that had happened lately. Thinking over again there actually was no important problem with his life in the castle, plus he was too young and too cheerful to bother much about things however for some reason unknown to him, the thirteen year old Gryffindor boy was feeling like, there was something wrong with him. There should have been something wrong for he did not even move a muscle though there were familiar faces in the bar like the head boy Jack. *tap-tap-tap*
He was refusing to move a muscle for anyone till the door opened up again and two Slytherin girls stepped inside intensely concentrated on their conversation. Rose and her best associate in crime; Destiny. Smiling as he watched them moving inside, he stood up and approached them, since they were too busy to realise him in their intense conversation (he was also not so loud today). ''Hello, girls! Talking about the last DADA class?''
"Josh!" She practically yelled before clearing her throat and lowering her voice considerably. "Josh. What are you doing here?" Because, this place definitely did not seem like somewhere second years would be hanging out. Even she was considering leaving, maybe just for the lack of sanitation. Aw well, who cares. If Josh was here, than she would be here too, and try not to complain about anything either.
"Well, no we weren't. But I'm curious to see what he has planned for the next lesson." If the guy let them perform that spell on a spider, she literally could not wait to see what he does the next class. She was aware though, that there were probably a million students complaining to other professors and the headmaster about him and what he let them do, but if they couldn't handle it, they could just leave!
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"I don't know. She probably has a stash under her pillow or something." she mumbled, flicking a piece of something off the table. Gross. Looking around, she finally recognized a few people that were there. The Head Boy, Neeses the prefect, and...of course. They couldn't go anywhere without someone being on the list there too. "You could get on his good side now if you want." she gestured to Lawsguini, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. Great...
Good, no more muggle box. It should be destroyed! Like all spiders should be! "The things they do are weird, yes, but who thinks this stuff up? They do! So, they are weird." Smiling at this AMAZING logic, she jumped for a moment, swearing that she just saw a mouse. Eh well, maybe Tiki would enjoy it...Where was that snake anyway? She hadn't seen him in forever. "You can finish fighting with Kay somewhere else. There are too many people in the Three Broomsticks to witness everything." And that would be baaaaad. No witnesses are better... Unless they didn't start it, than yea, they could have as many witnesses as they want.
Ugggh. "Fine, you could go there, but I'm not setting one foot into that place." She had yet to be there, but the way she overheard some people describing it, that would literally just give Kay and Rex a reason to laugh if they ever found out. Or would it just seem suspicious if they went there...
"Josh!" She practically yelled before clearing her throat and lowering her voice considerably. "Josh. What are you doing here?" Because, this place definitely did not seem like somewhere second years would be hanging out. Even she was considering leaving, maybe just for the lack of sanitation. Aw well, who cares. If Josh was here, than she would be here too, and try not to complain about anything either.
"Well, no we weren't. But I'm curious to see what he has planned for the next lesson." If the guy let them perform that spell on a spider, she literally could not wait to see what he does the next class. She was aware though, that there were probably a million students complaining to other professors and the headmaster about him and what he let them do, but if they couldn't handle it, they could just leave!
No way! Where would Kay get poison? Unless her dinosaur of a boyfriend gave it to her.. Unless she stole it.. 'Doesn't matter, I just won't take anything off of her.' Gah, who knew where her hands been. She was probably all cootified anyway from snogging Rex. They disgusted her. 'How?' Ohh, there he was.. The Lawsonator himself. 'Crud.' Madame Puddifoot's was looking better and better.
Well, since Evelyn had put it that way, Destiny had to agree. 'They are weird.' Darn the Three Broomsticks for being crowded! Why couldn't they have all been in here instead? Maybe it was a good thing they weren't. The shopkeep would be even more scary, plus there was a Professor and Prefects in here. 'I'll have to get her when she is alone.' With Rex recruiting people, she might never be alone. *sigh*
'No, I'll stay..I guess.' Maybe something interesting will happen..like something. 'I can't go there alone!' Well, she could but she might look weird.
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Originally Posted by Lara_the_Firelady
Observing the people around out of boredom, Josh sighed sadly as he tapped on the table where he was sitting alone. It was not something like Josh to do, sitting alone in a dusty bar bu he was not feeling as energetic as he usually was due to the things that had happened lately. Thinking over again there actually was no important problem with his life in the castle, plus he was too young and too cheerful to bother much about things however for some reason unknown to him, the thirteen year old Gryffindor boy was feeling like, there was something wrong with him. There should have been something wrong for he did not even move a muscle though there were familiar faces in the bar like the head boy Jack. *tap-tap-tap*
He was refusing to move a muscle for anyone till the door opened up again and two Slytherin girls stepped inside intensely concentrated on their conversation. Rose and her best associate in crime; Destiny. Smiling as he watched them moving inside, he stood up and approached them, since they were too busy to realise him in their intense conversation (he was also not so loud today). ''Hello, girls! Talking about the last DADA class?''
Ohhh goooodie.
Josh seemed..quiet today. 'Hi, Josh.' Yeah, what was he doing in here alone? This place did not seem like a type of place Josh would just randomly go too. 'No! I do not want to talk about that class.' Those poor, poor spiders. And that very bad word she had said.
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Originally Posted by individual
"Josh!" She practically yelled before clearing her throat and lowering her voice considerably. "Josh. What are you doing here?" Because, this place definitely did not seem like somewhere second years would be hanging out. Even she was considering leaving, maybe just for the lack of sanitation. Aw well, who cares. If Josh was here, than she would be here too, and try not to complain about anything either.
"Well, no we weren't. But I'm curious to see what he has planned for the next lesson." If the guy let them perform that spell on a spider, she literally could not wait to see what he does the next class. She was aware though, that there were probably a million students complaining to other professors and the headmaster about him and what he let them do, but if they couldn't handle it, they could just leave!
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands
Ohhh goooodie.
Josh seemed..quiet today. 'Hi, Josh.' Yeah, what was he doing in here alone? This place did not seem like a type of place Josh would just randomly go too. 'No! I do not want to talk about that class.' Those poor, poor spiders. And that very bad word she had said.
Well, good question that was and quite natural to be asked. Josh, himself was not sure of it either so he shrugged. ''I was wandering in the street and realised this place as less visitors than the others so wanted to know why.'' he indicated around the dusty place since the answer to that question was obvious. ''Then i wondered why anyone would come and drink here and what would be the common characteristics of the people doing that'' he stopped abrupty when he realised he sounded like a freak, there was definitely something wrong with him, but what was said was said. ''So, i decided to sit in a corner and try to understand it. No information so far because people are all of different kinds except that they are mostly boys so maybe this is a boys' place'' Okay he needed to stop it in order to not to reveal his unknown inner problem so he decided that it was a good idea to pass on the other subject; DADA. Firstly he glanced at Destiny who did not sound like she liked this topic but Josh already doubted there were things about him that she adored. ''I Missed that class, you know but have heard people talking about it. Unforgiveables, ha? I wonder how other professors did take it''
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