"I want to worry about it," Copernicus glanced back at Celandine, but he put the wand away. It wasn't even about the goofy lips - it was about keeping Cela safe. And about winning, a bit.

He accepted the proffered balloon without a hint of chagrin at taking something for nothing, and without even feeling guilty that the next man in line had to pay double. He had to know that nearly 3 galleons was way over priced.

"Here you go, Shiny. Your very own... gigantic kiss." And he followed it with a kiss to her temple. "Let's go get you something to eat."

Alright. Everything was alright. The BIG guy (well, who wasn't bigger or taller than Nora?) even smiled, so the cheerful Nora was back in business. "It's nice to meet you," she giggled, "I'm Nora." And the enthusiasm faded away a little as she said her name. No, she surely didn't like it.

Buuuut the girl giggled again as he thought that she was talking about Diagon Alley. Yes, she was new around there, but that was one of the very few places she knew. "No, I've just found it right now," she said with a large grin on her face. "Do you want to... explore it a little?" Well, the stalls and vendors were right over there, so they might as well do something. Hehe.

" Here you go, two galleons, sixteen sickles and eighteen knuts" William handed the money to the carney man." My girlfreind will get a bang out of these red lips" William said to the man.

Baby? Check. Bottle? Check. Blanket? Check.

Okay so she hadn't forgotten anything and Tabitha seemed to be perfectly content sleeping in her mummy's arms. Just like her father. Always asleep and completely sound. Neither of them woke up to any loud noises, a door banging, Trixie calling at them, the pair slept through anything. Smiling down at her daughter and then rushing over to the Vendors where the Blonde had arranged to meet up with her cousin for the afternoon, she picked up pace and adjusted the bag on her shoulder.

Noticing the other stood a few metres away from her, the nineteen year old grinned and waved her spare hand at her. "Sorry I'm a little late. Tabby needed changing and then started bawling her eyes out" she stated, giving Emma a one armed hug and a smile. "Anyway, I'm here now" she giggled, sitting herself down on a small wall nearby and placing her child into the baby carrier she had bought along as well.

"So. How are you?" she asked grinning. It was only a couple of weeks until Trixie and her fiancé Freddie were to get married. It had definitely put her in a good mood.

The blonde fifth year turned around to see her older cousin with Tabitha. "Hi!" she cried excitedly and returned her cousin a one armed hug because she didn't want to crush little Tabs. No, no that would be bad. "Trix, don't worry about being late. I do understand. Poor Tabs," she said with a happy smile on her face. The Slytherin watched Trixie place Tabs in the baby carrier. Awww.. The blonde was really happy that Trix had found someone she loved. Though Emma still liked the idea of Oliver and Trixie getting together but Freddie seemed nice and if Trixie was happy, Emma was happy to.

How had Emma been? Truth be known, this summer had kind of turned out to be an emotional rollercoaster. The blonde gave her cousin a smile, "Well, I'm great now. Haven't always been happy this summer, my boyfriend, Braeden, and I had a few arguments but we've worked them out. Mum's been worried sick about Draco Sev, as usual. And Mum and Dad met Braeden, which didn't go as well as I thought it would have.. But all in all, it's been a good summer. Selena's back," she explained with her brown eyes meeting Trixie's. Despite the good and the bad news, Emma felt a little empty. Alexbear had been missing from her life for almost half the term AND summer. Where had he gone? The blonde sent letters to him but now he rarely replied, which worried her.

Turning her thoughts back to Trixie, the blonde's smile grew larger. Her cousin was getting married! Merlin's Beard! It was soo exciting! Getting married. Well Trix getting married and Emma thought of Trixie as the older sister that she had never had. "So how have you been, Trix? Getting ready for the wedding?" she asked, feeling as if she could bounce of the vending stalls.

Slick mumbled something incoherent under his breath. He'd set out today to make a sell, not to run into the next generation's Romeo and Juliet. It was cute how the man raised a wand for his wife, and Slick entertained the thought of how well he'd actually do in a duel. He cackled softly before abandoning the couple altogether and moving on to the paying customer.

Slick raised both eyebrows and then gladly accepted the money from the kid. Although, he did continue to cackle as he did so. This was easier than he'd thought it would be--kind of like taking candy from a baby. "Well, you two enjoy the lips then," he said, and then he looked out into the crowd again, ready to make another sell. "Get yer carnival goodies here, people!" he called out.

Trixie giggled at Emma's excited response as she approached. "Hello yourself" she smiled before adjusting Tabitha's position in the carrier. She'd cry otherwise, at five months old she tended to do that. Plus she had grown very attached to her parents. Within a few hours she'd be crying for her daddy's company. Freddie was amazing at the childcare, Trixie just enjoyed being a mum. "She's alright" she laughed as Emma seemed a little concerned. "She cries when she wants attention. Guess she is a little like me in the drama compartment" the Blonde joked.

Ah. Drama. You couldn't get away from it could you? Hogwarts was the breeding ground for angst and dramatical going ons. No matter how much you hid, pretty much everyone in the school had been in the middle of some confusing love triangle. It was craziness. And although she had adored being the Head Girl, she was glad to have settled with Freddie in their own home away from all the drama. "Young love" she giggled a little at the comment before switching to a serious expression. "Well I'm glad its sorted out. Freds and I have had one or two big arguments but we get on all the time. Just as long as you two love eachother it'll always work out won't it? Besides, you're only young." Lucky for some. "They didn't approve of your boyfriend?" she frowned. "Believe me, you should've seen my father with Freddie when we told him about Tabitha. It scared me, let alone my poor fiancé" she stated. "And there's still a few more weeks to go" she nodded and smiled. And one of those weeks would be completely hectic for them both. So much to do, so little time.

Wedding? Best night of her life and yet Trix was completely panicking. "Honestly I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown if I don't get a load of stuff done this week. I still need a dress, I don't think any of the men have their suits yet. You Bridesmaids need a dress.." she paused as she thought about it, taking in a deep breath. "I guess you could all go look for you're own dresses?" she pondered although she did like order. "I want blue. It depends whether you'd all prefer short or long? Chiffon? Satin? I honestly don't know" she sighed at the thought.

Fee just chuckled and shook her head."I am just telling the truth",she smiled.Ellie should really start with seeing how beautiful she was.Why couldnt she just believe it?!The blonde couldnt wait to go shopping with Ellie,when they went shopping together no one and and nothing was safe.Hehe."Yeeees i definitely need new clothes",she chuckled,"the stores should prepare and put their prettiest clothes on the shelves.Just for us of course."Because they were special.Yes.Chuckling at her friend using her term too he blonde beamed."We need to find a way to stay true to that".


Summer work sucked,totally.Who ever had the idea that you should work during summer was nuts."Have you been to other places aroudn the carnival already?",Fee asked smiling,"summer should be there to have fun and nothing else."As the girl noticed Ellie paying extra attention to a blue shiny necklace she made a mental note that she would check out on it later,to get it for Ellie if she wasnt able to afford it herself."Yeees it totally is",she nodded,"it matches your house too."A true Ravenclaw.

Celandine stared at the lips, holding them and not entirely sure what to do with them now. She peeked up at Cope when he kissed her head and then laughed softly.

"I love you, my hero." She of course had to put her arms around his shoulders and kiss him properly.

"Now what are we going to do with the lips? Banish them home?" Zahra might like them?

"You don't want to carry them around to show off to strangers?" Copernicus took the lips and looped the string around Cela's wrist as if to tie it in place. It was how he kept Zahra from loosing her balloons when they went to the carnival, and it always worked so long as she didn't untie the string.

"Love you too, Shiny. Let's get you fed." Although banishing the lips wasn't a bad idea at all.

She laughed. "They might scare people, or get in the way if I try to kiss you again." Obviously an important consideration, Mr. Kettleburn!

Her stomach growled, and was kicked at from the inside and Cela made faces. "Lets do that. Do you think they have milkshakes? Plain?"

"What is plain, Cel? Is that vanilla?" And wasn't it a precious thing that she didn't know what plain flavored was?

Cope untied the lips and banished them back to the cottage quite easily. No reason to carry it around if it was no longer entertaining Celandine. "Who knows? Maybe Plimply loves giant lips."

"Vanilla is probably the most plain." She answered thoughtfully. "Milk flavour?"

She beamed at her husband. "Maybe she will." Teehee. Hand holding had to happen now. She intertwined her fingers with his, content to let him lead the way.

The blonde smirked widely and chuckled as Trix went on to explain that Tabs had a bit of a dramatic nature. "You know, she may be a great actress one day," she teased and smiled at the older blonde, who was holding the baby in the carrier.

Emma nodded slowly. Oh yes. Drama. Luckily for Emma, she had escaped two free years without the drama and then her third year and fourth year was filled with drama. Both good and bad. The blonde had been with her boyfriend for almost a year now. December. The blonde blushed as she remembered how it all happened between them. Butterbeer. Dancing. Falling into his arms.... One would get the picture. The blonde smiled at Trixie as she passed on some well-needed advice. Arguments were normal? Good. As long as you loved each other? The blonde nodded and frowned. "Yeah, they didn't. Draco Sev did but my parents.. Merlin, they didn't seem so uptight about the whole non-pureblood thing until now," she said, frowning. The blonde nodded and gave her cousin a sympathetic look. Merlin, she could imagine her Uncle getting upset about the whole issue. The Slytherin remembered her parents talking to Trixie's about the whole Trixie/Freddie thing. The Malfoy nodded. "Has he been.. Taking it better?" she asked, playing with her snake bracelet.

Emotional breakdown? Merlin. Rough. The Malfoy gave her cousin a kind look and put a hand on Trix's shoulder. "Trix, I'll be here for you all the way. Throughout the whole time and if you need anything, Mother and Father will be willing to help. And Draco Sev. After all, you are their favourite niece. And I'm sure Oliver will be. I believe he might need a bridesmaid dress," she teased, poking her tongue out at Trixie. The Slytherin smiled. It was true. Despite the whole pregnancy, her parents loved Trixie so much, as if she was her own daughter. Bridesmaid? Merlin. Dress? Blue dresses. The blonde shrugged a little. "You know. I honestly have no clue about bridesmaid dresses but I'm willing to learn about it," teased Emma and then she put on a serious face. "Well, perhaps us bridesmaids and you can all meet up one day and work it out? And, besides, its your special day. I'm so excited for you Trix," offered Emma, trying to think of a solution.

Kathleen stared around at the happy scene. Wizards and witches were crowded into every square centimetre of carnival grounds. Loud noises whizzed and exploded. Bright lights popped and flashed. Images flashed past so fast Kathleen's brain couldn't process it all quickly enough.
If she had been claustrophobic, it would have been hell. As she wasn't, it was heaven.
"Theo, look at this!" she said excitedly, groping next to her. Her fingers met thin air. Kathleen whirled around, panic rising like bile in her throat. "Theo? Theo!"
Her little brother was nowhere to be seen.
Kathleen wriggled through the crowds, looking for Theo's bright red haystack of hair. The images were no longer pleasurable. The lights blinded her from seeing anything. The noises seemed to disguise any possible shouts from Theo.
"Help!" screamed Kathleen desperately. "I'm trying to find my brother! HAVE YOU SEEN MY BROTHER?!"

WOAH. Alex couldn't help but gawk at the craziness around her. The lights, sound, the crowd..oh gosh. She stood where she was, wondering if she wanted to walk any further. She wasn't claustrophobic (or that's what she thought) but the crowd was starting to make her a little dizzy. Anyway, she didn't want to appear like a wimp in front of Damon so she started walking slowly, hoping she wouldn't faint or something. Ugh, no. She wouldn't. "Damon?" She turned towards him, giving him a small smile. "Isn't this totally crazy?"

Damon was overwhelmed to say the least. He had no idea how it was possible for one spot of the carnival to be relaxing while another one, not that far away he might add, was so wild and crazy. Everywhere Damon looked there appeared to be either a person, a stand, or something that you could win or buy. Damon wasn't claustrophobic but he was getting the unsettling feeling that he was permanently in someone's way. He looked down at Alex who seemed to be having similar feelings and anxieties of her own.

"Yeah, that's uh...one word for it," Damon said with a little laugh. He followed her and she started to walk slowly down the way. "Maybe if we're lucky we could win something at one of the games?" Damon usually had terrible luck with these kinds of things, but maybe Alex would be better?

Alex carefully made her way through the crowd. She kept looking down, hoping she didn't stomp someone's foot or more importantly, someone didn't tread on her's. She stopped walking when she heard Damon say something about games. Um. She wasn't really good at playing games and such. She turned around to talk to him but that didn't seem like such a great idea..people would probably yell at her for standing in the way so pulled him to the side. "Um. Sorry." She removed her hand from his. Cue awkwardness. Great. Anyway.. "Well, we could play games but I must warn you..I'm terrible. You know, I might even embarrass you..I'm like that bad..but yeah, I guess I'm willing to try." She gave a small shrug.

Damon could tell that Alex was about an uncomfortable surrounded by this many people as he was, so when she took his hand to pull him to the side he really didn't mind. She seemed kind of embarrassed by the action, although Damon wished she didn't. "Good idea moving to the side," Damon said with a little chuckle, pressing himself as close to the wall behind them as possible. "Who knew it was possible to constantly be in the way?"

"I don't think you'd embarrass me because I'm sure you are much better than me," Damon said to Alex's comment about not being very good at them. "Although I think they do that on purpose. I have yet to ever go to a carnival where it is easy to win a game. I think that would kill their business if all the games were possible to beat." Damon looked around at the various games, thinking that one involving throwing would be probably be the safest and best for him. "What game would you like to try?" Damon asked, figuring Alex would be more comfortable if she got to pick the game. After all, she knew her strengths and weaknesses.

Trixie raised her eyebrow at her cousins statement. An actress?! "I'd hope she'd have a much more substantial career than that" she spoke truthfully. Although it would be wonderful to be famous one day and to see her daughters names in lights, it didn't always go that way. Not always did people get their dreams and instead have to stick to occasional extras and the odd advert here and there. Trix didn't want to see her child go through dissapointment. "I'm hoping she'll excel in school like I had done" Or tried to do. Though becoming Head Girl and achieving all 12 of her OWLs was definitely something to be proud about.

The Blonde picked up her baby carefully into her arms as she found somewhere to sit, rocking her softly as the child continued to sleep. She looked back up at Emma, tilting her head as she listened to what she was saying. She herself had plentiful drama in her schooling days. First year she ended up in some complicated love pentagon which slowly evolved to be something bigger. A few months in, she ended up with full blown memory loss which even to this day left her with very little recollection of her childhood. Her second year was awful, the leaving of her Best Friend and then her sudden outburst of love for him at the end of term feast. Her seventh year had been alright. Apart from yearning for her bestie to come back, she had met her now fiancé and completely fallen in love, all whilst planning for a very exciting prefect tea party. "Oh that is a shame" she stated, biting her lip. The Malfoys did have their traits still. Her parents had mellowed, as had a lot of the family but their past and the underlining of their pureblooded ways still stayed. "I've never met your boyfriend, I hope you drag him to my wedding" she giggled, winking at her. It was strange that, she would have made the effort but the pair still remained at school where Trixie did not.

"Oh I know your struggles" she sighed, glancing down at the floor before squeezing her cousin with a one armed hug. "I had a muggleborns child. My baby isn't even a pureblood. Dad went completely crazy at Freddie but once he saw his granddaughter, well he couldn't turn her away could he? Mum was okay, she just.. cried" she spoke, a serious tone in her voice. "Luckily Freds went to him first when he asked for my hand in marriage. Asked his permission. It was so romantic" the nineteen year old giggled. "I'm sure your parents will warm up to the idea. As long as your boyfriend makes you happy they can't exactly take him away can they?" she asked, believing truly that they would. "What did your boyfriend think of them? They didn't scare him away did they?" she asked, a glint in her eye and a mischievous smile. She knew Freddie wasn't exactly comfortable around her dad anymore, she was sure the poor boy thought the same.

Aww. Emma definitely was a sweetie wasn't she? "Thank you. I'll be okay until a few days before. I KNOW I'll be a nervous wreck on the day. Its massive you know? I just want everything to be perfect" she sighed thinking about it. But the main thing was that she was marrying the man she loved. "Oliver?" she repeated cackling. "No I have my own ideas up my sleeve for him" she giggled. It was a secret though. It would take a lot of persuasion but oh boy, it was going to happen. But the whole planning thing was scary. She had very little time left and a lot to do. She would end up relying on all her friends and family to make everything special.

"Or maybe a sandy type colour, you know?" she asked. It would all have to fit the theme. "I'll go pick some dresses out and then drag you all to the shop sometime to make sure you're all comfortable" Because she wouldn't want them feeling or looking uncomfortable. All she knew was what the theme was and they would HAVE to look incredibly pretty. "I'm thinking long and flowy" but nothing too flashy. Oh no. THAT was Trixie's job after all wasn't it? "And it doesn't matter about the price, this is my treat after all" which meant beautiful jewellery and amazing heels. Depending on whether they could all walk in heels. Merlin. How awful would it be if one of them tripped up or fell flat on their face?

D:

It was late afternoon and Shannon's mother and younger sister were there at the carnival, partially because Cella couldn't stop begging them to take her once she heard about the carnival coming into town. And between their mother and Shannon, they were both pushovers when it came to Cella. Shannon had gotten separated from the other two, but he wasn't too worried about the situation, he was sixteen now and he knew how to find his way around; New York City wasn't a problem at all when he visited over the years, so this was a piece of cake.

Deciding he'd just take a walk around the vendor's area, Shannon wasn't really paying much attention to anything in particular; just walking and people watching.

Amy was pooed. Damian had rejected her on the coaster. And if she didn't find someone soon, then she'd have to ask a random stranger...which could be a little dangerous, but Amy didn't care, after all, she'd sat next to random strangers on trains and at Thorpe Park...it didn't really matter. She rounded the corner when HOWLYMOLYHAWWWWTTTTNEEES appeared infront of her, in the form of a tall brunette boy. And Amy was stopped in her tracks, and checked she wasn't dribbling/panting/jaw open and once that was all okay, she stopped herself. He was just a boy after all...a fit boy. But fit boys were never interested in her, or rather her personality, which consisted of hyper running around and "rawwwwr"ing a lot.

Still...the ride.

Aw sod it. Amy strode over to the HAWT boy and took a deep breath, hi, sorry if you think I'm weird and feel free to tell me to bugger off, but is there any chance you're into nuts rollercoaters?

She could live in hope. Even if only for a few minutes..

Seeing a booth that looked some what interesting, Shannon turned to look more closely at the merchenise that they were selling. He was surprised when he turned to see a girl his age practically in his face. But he didn't mind it, she was really pretty.

"Uhm." He fumbled, she was a go getter wasn't she? He didn't really like heights, but maybe it'd be worth it, if she was asking him to ride on the rollercoaster with him. "Sure." He smiled. He probably didn't sound too intellegent at the moment, he was still trying to get over how pretty she was.

"I'm Shannon Mitchell, by the way." He told her with a dazzling smile.

Amy stood infront of HAWT with an amused smile on her face, her right eyebrow raised ever so slightly (HAH. Sammy still couldn't do it, despite an hours coaching...) don't say much do you? she said, still grinning. Well, Amy said a lot, very quickly and often rather garbled so she couldn't particualry talk. Or rather, she could talk. Talk faaar too much.

Was the drawback of being a Samson who was friends with a mad Starr and ate a lot of pizza, you stopped caring about the garbage that was spooling from your lips. Still, that was life. She didn't reeeallly believe him being cool with the ride, so maybe she'd have to jump on another stranger. The problem was, she LOVED rollercoasters. The more terrifying the better. Hence why she went on every ride at a theme park, no matter how long it took to que. It just meant you spent the day queing, but it was all worth it for those two minutes of sheer screaming joy and pleasure that, if you did it anywhere else, people would stare. If you didn't scream on a rollercoaster, it was weird

Amy Samson, she nodded, her facing breaking out into a mega watt grin. Seemed she'd gotten over her omg-I'm-gonna-say-something-stupid. Or maybe she'd just accepted that was life..it's nice to meet you Shannon

Don't say its a girls name...

Shannon cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrows at Amy. "Sorry for not saying much when someone randomly jumped in front of me and started talking so fast I could barely understand a word." Shannon chuckled. He was going to leave out the part about how pretty she was and how her prettiness was affecting the part of his brain that formed words and sentences to speak.

"Pleasure to meet you Amy." He smiled, "You're from around here I take it?" He asked, she seemed comfortable with just jumping on strangers to ride rides with her without a care in the world. Surely she was from around the area.