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Nothing makes a music festival as entertaining as it is without some dancing, of course. Close by the main stage is an open area of the street that has been magically transformed to look as if it filled with fresh, field grass. There are benches spread about in a circle-like arrangement for those that wish to sit yet, for the party rockers that wish to dance, there is an open dancing space between all the benches. Blankets have also been placed on the odd spot here and there for those that wish to enjoy the night picnic style.
For those that are of higher importance and are VIPs, a wide tent-marquee has been set up amongst the benches. Here it is likely you may see any well known wizard that can afford such privileges or, more excitingly so, you may see a performer taking a break. This tent has been filled with luxurious couches and fancy tables to make you feel as comfortable as you can.
Either way, whether you’re inside the VIP tent or whether you’re sitting outside by the grass, the main stage is visible to all even with the roaring crowd straight ahead. So dance along, or sit and relax whilst you enjoy the rhythm of the night.
Wandering around Diagon Alley and this festival, David wasn't really looking for anything in particular, though he was keeping an eye out for any of his friends from Hogwarts.
Aaand finally, he spotted one.
Grinning, he casually plopped into the seat next to Vinnie. "'Sup, Vinnie. Miss me?" Of course she did. Who wouldn't miss him?
It was kind of fascinating how you could feel so alone in a crowd of people the
is big. No one had seemed to notice her, anyway. Everyone was busy chatting to their friends. Which was what Vinnie should be doing too...but she felt like she wasn't the best of company these days...not like she had ever been or anything.
Running her fingers through her hair the brunette sighed deeply. Would she ever go back to normal? Be happy and dance,like the people here?!
....and then someone sat next to her, bringing her back into the real world, out of her thoughts of...bad things. "David", she turned her head towards him and gave him a smile,"how could i not miss you, silly?" It wasn't even a lie. David somehow was very talented at making her feel smiley. Maybe it was the fact he was HER friend...not THEIR friend. He wasn't involved in any of the mess she was going through.
A Gryffindor! Louisa had to chuckle to that. "I seem to get along and get attracted to Gryffindors through and through." And she didn't mean dating wise only, but even friends-wise. So Amelia being one made so much sense.
No plan? Wow, Louisa chuckled to that, too. "You're winging it as you go along? I know a friend or two who are doing it your way, too." It wasn't something she'd feel comfortable with, she'd fester in anxiety and panic to have her time wasted while she waited for opportunities rather than seek them herself. "I think it's brave if you can do it without a prior plan, actually." Sort of a Gryffindor thing to do, too. Heh. Maybe it ran in the family.
"Aww, grandbabies." Except Louisa wasn't really touched or moved by the thought, she was just humoring Emrys' mom. "I don't know what's the fuss about that. The desire for parents to see their linkage continue before they die, it's silly." And she wasn't talking about Celeste, she was talking about her own mother as well... who wouldn't dare mention grandbabies in front of Louisa but she'd drop hints whenever Louisa mentioned Vashti and her kids, or Dallin and his kids. "Wait, what, you don't? I'm not surprised. You should learn how to... throw yourself out there more. Let's go dance." She stood up because she was sure he wasn't going to dance willingly, and bent to grab his wrist and pull him along if she had to. Merlin, she always found herself on a mission to fix people, Emrys had no reason to be so nervous or hold back, he was smart and look at that stubbly jaw!
Emrys had a brief, but alarming, thought of what would happen if Louisa and Amelia ever got to talking. Because he was starting to get the sense that Louisa was a much bolder woman than the girl he remembered. Best to... avoid that perhaps.
"You're giving me too much credit," he said, shaking his head.
It's... not so much winging it as just... not doing anything." So things were a bit stagnant. It wasn't brave, it was safe. No reward, but no risk, either. Merlin, he was even still technically living at home. Sure, it was a flat over a garage and his own space... but it was still his parents'.
Emrys sighed. "I think she just wants a baby to spoil." All her friends had grandchildren and their get-togethers were full of toddler stories and passing around of pictures. And, he knew that Celeste was just as concerned about his lack of dating as Amelia was.
"Dance??" Emrys stood as Louisa grabbed his wrist. He'd let her drag him wherever, honestly. But dancing?? "I.. don't think you'll be surprised ot hear that I don't really dance..." but go he would, a faint memory of a school-boy crush poking at him.
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Close your eyes
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That was it wasn't it? He had officially ran out of steps to take. Man oh man this was bad. He had no where left to go! Unless... He could probably duck under someone's legs and make an escape that way... But he couldn't run away from her. It wouldn't be very-uh-Gryffindor of him. "I-uh-um, Agatha.... You know you're uh--" with a glance down at the space between them, which at this point was very little, "You're getting awfully close..." Did she see what she was doing?!
And also WHY was she doing it?
Grabbing his collar once more, he began tugging at it again partially due to the nerves and then the rest due to the sudden rise in temperature. Or... Was that juts him?
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Kiss him!?! RED FLAGS RED FLAGS !! "I-uh-I guess you're right?" He nervously added a few forced chuckles in for good measure too. But he definitely didn't believe a word she said, he was only trying to hide his internal PANIC (which also clearly wasn't working by the way). WHAT ABOUT SIMON, AGATHA?!??
But before he could say OR do anything about it, Agatha was getting EVEN CLOSER and a second later she was drawing her tongue up against his face. And if she thought he was red before.... Merlin, was that Zander Adair or a blonde tomato? "Uhh----uh---" Not to mention the fact that his eyes were probably twice their usual size and his feet were now permanently glued to the ground so escape would've been hard regardless. "What was that for?!"
"And what's wrong with that?" Agatha sounded innocent again as she wasn't bothered at all by the closeness. Merlin, she didn't know she could play that game. This was actually really fun.
His reaction to her question was exactly what she wanted and she smirked more as he contuinued to tug at his collar. The Slytherin kind of wished others were watching this, but at the same time she wished not many people could see them. Less witnesses could be better. Good thing the area was crowded.
The forced chuckles were hilarious and she couldn't help but smirk more. She wasn't sorry at all, Zander.
Nothing could beat his tomato red face, though, not even the forced chuckles. "What was what for?" She gave him a rather innocent small smile. She considered pulling a Ruby Banner and smiling sweetly, but that would be too much and she would end up disgusted at herself, probably. Or not. Maybe she should try it the next time.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
*has casually decided to change his post color la la la*
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
SPOILER!!: 'NEXT TIME'?! *whaa*
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"And what's wrong with that?" Agatha sounded innocent again as she wasn't bothered at all by the closeness. Merlin, she didn't know she could play that game. This was actually really fun.
His reaction to her question was exactly what she wanted and she smirked more as he contuinued to tug at his collar. The Slytherin kind of wished others were watching this, but at the same time she wished not many people could see them. Less witnesses could be better. Good thing the area was crowded.
The forced chuckles were hilarious and she couldn't help but smirk more. She wasn't sorry at all, Zander.
Nothing could beat his tomato red face, though, not even the forced chuckles. "What was what for?" She gave him a rather innocent small smile. She considered pulling a Ruby Banner and smiling sweetly, but that would be too much and she would end up disgusted at herself, probably. Or not. Maybe she should try it the next time.
"Uh-there's-uh nothing wrong with you--that, there's nothing wrong with that," he corrected himself nervously. EXCEPT, there was plenty wrong with that!! Namely, the fact that one of his best mates had a crush on this girl who was now standing oh-so-extremely close. "It's just -uh- easier to talk to you from a distance is all..." Uh, yeah 'cause Agatha Hapgood happened to be very intimidating.
And uh, was it just him or was she really enjoying herself? What with the smirking and that evil glint in her eyes. Did she not see that she was torturing him???! What could Simon possibly see in this girl. She was absolutely bonkers.
SHE LICKED HIS FACE, did that mean nothing???
Evidently not. What did she mean, what was what for? He had clearly felt her tongue against his cheek, you can't make that sort of thing up!! Saying it out loud though, that was something else. "You-you licked me," And as if it were even possible, he was starting to turn even redder.
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"Uh-there's-uh nothing wrong with you--that, there's nothing wrong with that," he corrected himself nervously. EXCEPT, there was plenty wrong with that!! Namely, the fact that one of his best mates had a crush on this girl who was now standing oh-so-extremely close. "It's just -uh- easier to talk to you from a distance is all..." Uh, yeah 'cause Agatha Hapgood happened to be very intimidating.
And uh, was it just him or was she really enjoying herself? What with the smirking and that evil glint in her eyes. Did she not see that she was torturing him???! What could Simon possibly see in this girl. She was absolutely bonkers.
SHE LICKED HIS FACE, did that mean nothing???
Evidently not. What did she mean, what was what for? He had clearly felt her tongue against his cheek, you can't make that sort of thing up!! Saying it out loud though, that was something else. "You-you licked me," And as if it were even possible, he was starting to turn even redder.
Agatha stopped stepping closer and stood there smirking. He wanted to talk, but she didn't. "You're funny." Would that comment make him stop talking? She guessed not, because Zander was the type of guy that wouldn't shut up so easily. He'd probably ask why she was saying that or something like that. "There's a concert going on, Zander, we can't talk." She'd be surprised if he fully heard was she was saying.
That's why they you know, could do other things, but not talk. Merlin.
Of course he wanted to keep talking. Yes, yes, she did lick his face. "So what?" The smirk was starting to fade away because, seriously, Zander.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
SPOILER!!: Geeeeez, Agatha *WHEEZES*
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Agatha stopped stepping closer and stood there smirking. He wanted to talk, but she didn't. "You're funny." Would that comment make him stop talking? She guessed not, because Zander was the type of guy that wouldn't shut up so easily. He'd probably ask why she was saying that or something like that. "There's a concert going on, Zander, we can't talk." She'd be surprised if he fully heard was she was saying.
That's why they you know, could do other things, but not talk. Merlin.
Of course he wanted to keep talking. Yes, yes, she did lick his face. "So what?" The smirk was starting to fade away because, seriously, Zander.
To say he was relieved that she stopped stepping forward, well, it would be an understatement. "I.... I am?" 'Cause he hadn't thought he said anything funny.. Unless she had a strange sense of humor, which he actually wouldn't put past her being that she was Agatha and all. BUT STILL and what was with all the smirking?! It was freaky.
And just as she began to speak again, of course the music got louder and he could hardly pick up with she was saying this time around. Merlin, how great. Uh. It was definitely something about talking... And she had said his name? But that's the most he could figure out. "Right, see.. Talking is very good," he nodded all 'mhm' like.
Because talking would prohibit Agatha doing... other things. Merlin.
So what?! Oh nothing just YOU LICKED A FACE that is all. No big deal. Only a HUMAN licking another human's face. But pft. Totally normal behavior, NOT. But Merlin, she was acting as if it was nothing. As if she hadn't just licked his entire cheek. "You know what... Nevermind..." 'Cause clearly it wasn't as weird to her as it was to him. A lost cause is what it was and you know, maybe it was better off if he didn't know why she did it.
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Emrys had a brief, but alarming, thought of what would happen if Louisa and Amelia ever got to talking. Because he was starting to get the sense that Louisa was a much bolder woman than the girl he remembered. Best to... avoid that perhaps.
"You're giving me too much credit," he said, shaking his head.
It's... not so much winging it as just... not doing anything." So things were a bit stagnant. It wasn't brave, it was safe. No reward, but no risk, either. Merlin, he was even still technically living at home. Sure, it was a flat over a garage and his own space... but it was still his parents'.
Emrys sighed. "I think she just wants a baby to spoil." All her friends had grandchildren and their get-togethers were full of toddler stories and passing around of pictures. And, he knew that Celeste was just as concerned about his lack of dating as Amelia was.
"Dance??" Emrys stood as Louisa grabbed his wrist. He'd let her drag him wherever, honestly. But dancing?? "I.. don't think you'll be surprised ot hear that I don't really dance..." but go he would, a faint memory of a school-boy crush poking at him.
Oh yes, she wasn't surprised he never danced or humored a girl with a dance or a twirl even, today was going to be his first. And since he did get up and let her lead him up to the dancing area. "I'm no dancer, either. You just have to move with the music, we're not in a contest." She chuckled, hoping to ease some of his tension. "We can still talk, too." They didn't have to jump and bounce like she liked to, they could start off real slow and then move from there.
What he said before about doing nothing, though, did get stuck in her head and she was disapproving of this. Louisa didn't know whether it was her place to say something about it or not. So, she decided to ignore it for now and focus on teaching him how to dance. She held his hands and started moving her feet alternatively on either side of him, moving with the music and swaying her hips, rotating her shoulders, just moving as a whole to fast beat rhythm. "See? It's easy. Come on," her grip was pretty strong for a girl that could fit through a keyhole, and she was using all her strength to keep a hold of Emrys. He didn't seem like someone who'd take a challenge or stand out of his comfort zone easily.
To say he was relieved that she stopped stepping forward, well, it would be an understatement. "I.... I am?" 'Cause he hadn't thought he said anything funny.. Unless she had a strange sense of humor, which he actually wouldn't put past her being that she was Agatha and all. BUT STILL and what was with all the smirking?! It was freaky.
And just as she began to speak again, of course the music got louder and he could hardly pick up with she was saying this time around. Merlin, how great. Uh. It was definitely something about talking... And she had said his name? But that's the most he could figure out. "Right, see.. Talking is very good," he nodded all 'mhm' like.
Because talking would prohibit Agatha doing... other things. Merlin.
So what?! Oh nothing just YOU LICKED A FACE that is all. No big deal. Only a HUMAN licking another human's face. But pft. Totally normal behavior, NOT. But Merlin, she was acting as if it was nothing. As if she hadn't just licked his entire cheek. "You know what... Nevermind..." 'Cause clearly it wasn't as weird to her as it was to him. A lost cause is what it was and you know, maybe it was better off if he didn't know why she did it.
See, she knew Zander was going to say something about that. He couldn't just take anything and just accept it. He HAD to comment back or ask something. Usually ask something. "Yes, I just said that. No need to ask for confirmation." Agatha rolled her eyes. Duh, Zander.
He was suddenly starting to get on her nerves. She supposed it was just a matter of time, him being a Gryffindor. "That's not what I--" The ballerina rolled her eyes again. "Nevermind."
Good, he was letting it go. Hah. Her task was now complete, she had freaked Zander out to the point of him being redder than a tomato and now... nothing has happened, see? Exactly. Just play along, Adair. "Come, I'll teach you to dance." She grabbed his hand before he could answer and pulled him towards a less crowded area. Zander needed to learn a bit because honestly, his dance moves were just a no-no.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
SPOILER!!: Agathaaaa
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See, she knew Zander was going to say something about that. He couldn't just take anything and just accept it. He HAD to comment back or ask something. Usually ask something. "Yes, I just said that. No need to ask for confirmation." Agatha rolled her eyes. Duh, Zander.
He was suddenly starting to get on her nerves. She supposed it was just a matter of time, him being a Gryffindor. "That's not what I--" The ballerina rolled her eyes again. "Nevermind."
Good, he was letting it go. Hah. Her task was now complete, she had freaked Zander out to the point of him being redder than a tomato and now... nothing has happened, see? Exactly. Just play along, Adair. "Come, I'll teach you to dance." She grabbed his hand before he could answer and pulled him towards a less crowded area. Zander needed to learn a bit because honestly, his dance moves were just a no-no.
Geeeez, he hadn't realized he did something wrong. Girls were so confusing. Too confusing. In fact, they gave him headaches, 'specially this one in particular. Agatha Hapgood was making his head spin and the close proximity wasn't doing anything to help it. "Uh, sorry?" He wasn't really sure what he was apologizing for but one minute he was funny and then the next minute he was in trouble for asking question. See what he means?! Confusing.
And he had done yet another thing wrong, apparently. Instead of replying he just gave her a small shrug and a look that hopefully looked something like an 'oops?'. Heh. Well at least when she was mad, she wasn't licking his cheeks? So maybe it was better off this way anyways.
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But yet he hadn't angered her enough... apparently. 'Cause now she was going to teach him how to-- Wait! What if he didn't want to learn how to-- And now he was being pulled so uh, nevermind... Again. "I-uh-okay," again totally red. As much as he wasn't really a dancer, he preferred that to being licked... and other things. So maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. As long as Agatha didn't go all ballerina on him and expect him to do the same.
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It was kind of fascinating how you could feel so alone in a crowd of people the
is big. No one had seemed to notice her, anyway. Everyone was busy chatting to their friends. Which was what Vinnie should be doing too...but she felt like she wasn't the best of company these days...not like she had ever been or anything.
Running her fingers through her hair the brunette sighed deeply. Would she ever go back to normal? Be happy and dance,like the people here?!
....and then someone sat next to her, bringing her back into the real world, out of her thoughts of...bad things. "David", she turned her head towards him and gave him a smile,"how could i not miss you, silly?" It wasn't even a lie. David somehow was very talented at making her feel smiley. Maybe it was the fact he was HER friend...not THEIR friend. He wasn't involved in any of the mess she was going through.
"I knew it." David grinned. "That's why it was a rhetorical question." Well...sort of. Had he meant it to be rhetorical? Eh, whatever. Point was made that she missed him.
"Recruited anyone else to my fanclub yet?" Which was not a rhetorical question. Surely that was how she was spending her summer, telling people how awesome he was. Totally.
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Geeeez, he hadn't realized he did something wrong. Girls were so confusing. Too confusing. In fact, they gave him headaches, 'specially this one in particular. Agatha Hapgood was making his head spin and the close proximity wasn't doing anything to help it. "Uh, sorry?" He wasn't really sure what he was apologizing for but one minute he was funny and then the next minute he was in trouble for asking question. See what he means?! Confusing.
And he had done yet another thing wrong, apparently. Instead of replying he just gave her a small shrug and a look that hopefully looked something like an 'oops?'. Heh. Well at least when she was mad, she wasn't licking his cheeks? So maybe it was better off this way anyways.
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But yet he hadn't angered her enough... apparently. 'Cause now she was going to teach him how to-- Wait! What if he didn't want to learn how to-- And now he was being pulled so uh, nevermind... Again. "I-uh-okay," again totally red. As much as he wasn't really a dancer, he preferred that to being licked... and other things. So maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. As long as Agatha didn't go all ballerina on him and expect him to do the same.
Agatha waved a dismissive hand at Zander because yeah yeah, whatever. It was fine, she guessed. She was starting to get used to the whole Zander-way-of-being.
Now they were finally doing something productive. Agatha knew that would be a BIG challenge and if she could teach Zander to dance, she could teach anyone else, really. She was an amazing teacher so she accepted the challenge. She stopped at the proper place and turned around to face him again, holding both her hand up in front of her in a 'stop right there' way. "First, don't do what you were doing before." Just so he knew. "Second," The Slytherin held his hand and pulled him closer to herself. "don't freak out." She told him as she looked into his eyes. Because she knew that was the thing Zander might do.
And OFF she went leading the dance because she was that amazing and didn't need any man to lead her. She led the dance if she had to, and this time she most definitely needed to. "Mind your steps!"
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Puff by day, snake by night | Mj's bestie | Always UP to Something...
SPOILER!!: Mariel
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Mariel couldn't quite tell if it was the noise level or if Regina was hungry or if it was a little of both, but the baby's screams were getting louder as she bounced her in one arm, rifling through the diaper bag. Her outfit wasn't conducive to feeding so she was sure to bring some bottles with her today as she did once in a while.
Pulling out a bottle, she began feeding her infant daughter who eagerly sucked down its contents for a few moments, soon pulling her head away and crying again. She stood up on the blanket, shushing her soothingly as she gently bounced her, trying to get her to stop crying and looking up as Jorge returned with Isa and some food. "I think she's alright.. maybe it's getting a little loud." This band seemed to attract the kids and they were a bit louder than the earlier acts. Regina was starting to settle a little more though. "Maybe I should check her diaper too.." She held Regina in front of her, gently swaying her from side to side as she softly spoke to her. "Is this music too loud for you?"
She looked up at Jorge and smiled at the question. "Oh of course.. I'm glad we got to come out today." It was sort of a family event type of thing, but she was happy to go out and do something with them anyway. Besides, Isa seemed to be having a great time and Regina was calming down some. "The pizza looks great." She glanced down at the plate then smiled up at him again. She was rather hungry all of a sudden.
Isa inhaled her pizza just to be done so she could focus on the bad. They were so good and she was going to get a shirt and possibly their music. Her uncle would do that for her, wouldn't he? Yes, she knew he would. Isa got what she wanted from him the majority of the time. Unless that would change now that Regina was here. Hmm she thought about that for a half second before focusing on the band again.
Hearing her cousin start to cry she frowned, this wasn't good. If they had to leave before she got autographs she'd be DEVASTATED!!! They wouldn't make her leave would they? Though she didn't like seeing the baby cry either. Maybe they could go and leave her with a friend or something. Did they have friends? Isa wasn't fully sure what her aunt and uncle did other then paper and quidditch.
"Can I go up near the stage now?" Maybe if she asked now she could get away from screaming baby and stay at the festival.
Jorge frowned watching Regina start to cry. "I can take her if you want." Once she was done eating and still not happy, he assumed it was the noise. "We could always head home. I've seen as much as I need for anything." He really didn't care if he got an article out of this or not. He assumed Tori or one of the other reporters were lurking around as well. Plus he was a bit bored with the entire thing.
He was glad she was having a good time even though their daughter wasn't. Reaching out his hands to take the baby, "Here eat." No point in her doing all the work when her food was getting cold. He looked at Isa with her question. "I don't know. There are a lot of people up there. Maybe it would be better to just stay back with us." He didn't want her getting lost, her English wasn't all that great. Looking at Mariel, "What do you think?"
It didn't take very long to untie and slip off her shoes, and within seconds Penelope had her wand out and cast a quick Scourgify. Yup, that was better. All back to normal now. Her wand was put away again and she started pulling her shoes on again.
"Yeah, m'sure," she replied with a nod. Tying up one shoe, she laughed a little again. "I feel honored then." Oh, and now the girl was sitting down too. And introducing herself. Why did the last name sound familiar? Not SUPER familiar, but kinda vaguely. Maybe from Hogwarts or something. "I'm Penelope Greenwell. Did you go to Hogwarts or anything?" Or maybe one of her relatives or something.
Dani had no drink to sip. she had just gone to suck her straw and remember---her beverage was on the girl's feet. Ugh. SHe'd have to fork out more money due to her...clumsiness.
SIGH.
Penelope. What a weird name. Dani thought it sounded old. "I have an Aunt Penelope. But we call her Pinky. Aunt Pinky." It sounded cuter than Penelope. Sorry, chick. Penelope was a weeeeeird name. According to Dani. And Hogwarts...She shook her head. "Nope. Beauxbatons. My sister did, though. Ravenclaw. Mean. Scary. She-devil." she nodded and smirked because Elliot would have been all SCOFFY at these names for her.
Plus, Dani was probably just as bad as Elliot in some ways. PFT.
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
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Dani had no drink to sip. she had just gone to suck her straw and remember---her beverage was on the girl's feet. Ugh. SHe'd have to fork out more money due to her...clumsiness.
SIGH.
Penelope. What a weird name. Dani thought it sounded old. "I have an Aunt Penelope. But we call her Pinky. Aunt Pinky." It sounded cuter than Penelope. Sorry, chick. Penelope was a weeeeeird name. According to Dani. And Hogwarts...She shook her head. "Nope. Beauxbatons. My sister did, though. Ravenclaw. Mean. Scary. She-devil." she nodded and smirked because Elliot would have been all SCOFFY at these names for her.
Plus, Dani was probably just as bad as Elliot in some ways. PFT.
Aunt Pinky? That was....kinda an annoying-sounding name to Penelope. But she just shrugged. "I wouldn't go by Pinky." Even if she liked the color pink, she wouldn't want it as a nickname. She was just Penelope, aside from a few nicknames some of her friends that she didn't mind.
Oh, so her sister had gone to Hogwarts. That was probably what she knew the last name from. Couldn't remember the first name though. "I don't remember any scary Ravenclaws." But then again, she didn't really see anyone at Hogwarts as scary. "Why'd you go to different schools?"
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo
SPOILER!!: this mental image is hilarious by the way
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Agatha waved a dismissive hand at Zander because yeah yeah, whatever. It was fine, she guessed. She was starting to get used to the whole Zander-way-of-being.
Now they were finally doing something productive. Agatha knew that would be a BIG challenge and if she could teach Zander to dance, she could teach anyone else, really. She was an amazing teacher so she accepted the challenge. She stopped at the proper place and turned around to face him again, holding both her hand up in front of her in a 'stop right there' way. "First, don't do what you were doing before." Just so he knew. "Second," The Slytherin held his hand and pulled him closer to herself. "don't freak out." She told him as she looked into his eyes. Because she knew that was the thing Zander might do.
And OFF she went leading the dance because she was that amazing and didn't need any man to lead her. She led the dance if she had to, and this time she most definitely needed to. "Mind your steps!"
If Zander had thought Agatha was super confusing before...
But anyways, even though he was a horrid dancer, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. At least they weren't just standing there anymore because that was pretty intimidating for reasons, y'know? Following along as she weaved her way to an emptier spot, Zander looked around wearily. Maybe the music festival wasn't such a good idea after all. He hadn't come here expecting a dance lesson, you know? Mental preparation was needed for this kind of thing. 'Specially with an instructor like Agatha Hapgood.
Don't do what he was doing before. Got it. He gave her a quick nod to confirm, incase. He also wanted to question what exactly had been so wrong with what he was doing before, but even he knew better than that. It was uncomfortable even just thinking about it. Next rule, don't freak-- Wait a minute! "Pft, I don't freak out," more trying to convince himself if anything. Why would she say that anyways? What? He wasn't freaking out earlier... It was just getting kind of hot with the sun and everything so naturally he'd be sweating and tugging at his collar and.... forgettinghowtotalk.... It's just what heat did.
And without any warning what so ever... THEYWEREDANCING? Well, she was dancing. Whatever Zander was doing was hardly dancing actually. He was mostly staring at his feet and trying to keep up and whatever 'mind your steps' meant, he was trying to do that too. Only his steps were way off and they kind of resembled his uncle fumbling around the house during the holidays, in grace. Oops? "I think I'm getting the hang of it!!" Only he really wasn't.
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"I knew it." David grinned. "That's why it was a rhetorical question." Well...sort of. Had he meant it to be rhetorical? Eh, whatever. Point was made that she missed him.
"Recruited anyone else to my fanclub yet?" Which was not a rhetorical question. Surely that was how she was spending her summer, telling people how awesome he was. Totally.
Vinnie couldn't help but laugh little at how smug David was. The funniest thing about it all was that he really meant it, it wasn't even a joke. "So i'll put one out in the open too", she stuck her tongue out," you missed me loads haven't you?" To be quiet fair the brunette didnt KNOW if he had missed her but she sure was up to play a little.
Ohh the fanclub...she still needed to throw around these autographs." Of course i have. Its my main project, you should know that." David was cute and funny, obviously some first years HAD to have a crush on him. How did you approach firsties with that topic though? Unfortunately not many of them would visit a festival so throwing autographs around here wouldn't make much sense. " hows your summer been so far, prince david?"
Isa inhaled her pizza just to be done so she could focus on the bad. They were so good and she was going to get a shirt and possibly their music. Her uncle would do that for her, wouldn't he? Yes, she knew he would. Isa got what she wanted from him the majority of the time. Unless that would change now that Regina was here. Hmm she thought about that for a half second before focusing on the band again.
Hearing her cousin start to cry she frowned, this wasn't good. If they had to leave before she got autographs she'd be DEVASTATED!!! They wouldn't make her leave would they? Though she didn't like seeing the baby cry either. Maybe they could go and leave her with a friend or something. Did they have friends? Isa wasn't fully sure what her aunt and uncle did other then paper and quidditch.
"Can I go up near the stage now?" Maybe if she asked now she could get away from screaming baby and stay at the festival.
Jorge frowned watching Regina start to cry. "I can take her if you want." Once she was done eating and still not happy, he assumed it was the noise. "We could always head home. I've seen as much as I need for anything." He really didn't care if he got an article out of this or not. He assumed Tori or one of the other reporters were lurking around as well. Plus he was a bit bored with the entire thing.
He was glad she was having a good time even though their daughter wasn't. Reaching out his hands to take the baby, "Here eat." No point in her doing all the work when her food was getting cold. He looked at Isa with her question. "I don't know. There are a lot of people up there. Maybe it would be better to just stay back with us." He didn't want her getting lost, her English wasn't all that great. Looking at Mariel, "What do you think?"
Mariel focused on the crying baby as she gently rocked her in her arms. It probably was a little too loud here, especially with the crowd, but the movement seemed to calm her a little. She looked up at her husband as he suggested that maybe they should head home. It might be a good idea, but she felt bad for bringing Isa out here and then having to go so soon. "I hate to disappoint her," she said quietly to Jorge while their niece was more focused on watching the band.
She handed Regina over to him as he reached for her and she picked up her piece of pizza, starting to eat. Listening to Jorge and Isa talk for a moment, she looked back at her husband again. "Let's see if Regina calms down. If not, I'll take her for a walk for a few minutes if you want to take Isa up to the stage." Or backstage or whatever to get an autograph or something. "But we should probably go soon either way.. it's starting to get dark." And it would be different if it was just her and Jorge, but with children they probably didn't need to be out too late.
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Mariel focused on the crying baby as she gently rocked her in her arms. It probably was a little too loud here, especially with the crowd, but the movement seemed to calm her a little. She looked up at her husband as he suggested that maybe they should head home. It might be a good idea, but she felt bad for bringing Isa out here and then having to go so soon. "I hate to disappoint her," she said quietly to Jorge while their niece was more focused on watching the band.
She handed Regina over to him as he reached for her and she picked up her piece of pizza, starting to eat. Listening to Jorge and Isa talk for a moment, she looked back at her husband again. "Let's see if Regina calms down. If not, I'll take her for a walk for a few minutes if you want to take Isa up to the stage." Or backstage or whatever to get an autograph or something. "But we should probably go soon either way.. it's starting to get dark." And it would be different if it was just her and Jorge, but with children they probably didn't need to be out too late.
Jorge was ready to go. He was tired of the loud music and there wasn't anything that interested him for a story. So after being there all day and giving Isa her moments of enjoying the bands he couldn't help but want to leave. "I think she's heard enough of the bands." He knew she didn't get the autographs, but that was life at times. He didn't like disappointing her. "Isa I think we are going to head back to the house. Maybe tomorrow you could go with me to work and help with some interviews there." He could easily set up something with a quidditch team or possibly get Tori to show her around with the fashion world.
Getting up he started gathering their things and making sure the stroller was ready for their little princess. "I think we've all had a long enough day. Time to go home." Looking down at Regina still in his arms. He hated seeing her so fussy. Setting her gently down in the stroller he turned to the other two hoping Isa wouldn't throw too much of a fit, but she had to be tired to, he certainly was.
They were leaving? What? NO! She wasn't ready, but she didn't want to be disrespectful either. She knew what it was like to have a baby around. Her sister was still little and they had to always do things around her schedule, never Isa's. "Okay fine." She'd go, but she wasn't happy about it.
Getting up off the blanket she grabbed her little bag of new shirts and turned to the stage one last time. Though it was getting darker so it was harder to see from this area. She did take interest in maybe going to work with her uncle tomorrow. That might be fun.
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Vinnie couldn't help but laugh little at how smug David was. The funniest thing about it all was that he really meant it, it wasn't even a joke. "So i'll put one out in the open too", she stuck her tongue out," you missed me loads haven't you?" To be quiet fair the brunette didnt KNOW if he had missed her but she sure was up to play a little.
Ohh the fanclub...she still needed to throw around these autographs." Of course i have. Its my main project, you should know that." David was cute and funny, obviously some first years HAD to have a crush on him. How did you approach firsties with that topic though? Unfortunately not many of them would visit a festival so throwing autographs around here wouldn't make much sense. " hows your summer been so far, prince david?"
"Of course I have," David replied with a wink. Maybe she was being rhetorical too but STILL he DID actually miss her. Vinnie was fun to hang out with after all.
Grinning even more, he replied, "See, I knew you'd be the perfect recruiter." Obviously the best choice for his fanclub leader.
As for his summer, he shrugged. "It's okay, I guess. Mostly boring." Which was both good and bad, he supposed. "How about yours?"
Also, Prince David? That had a really good ring to it. Totally what he should go by from now on.
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Jorge was ready to go. He was tired of the loud music and there wasn't anything that interested him for a story. So after being there all day and giving Isa her moments of enjoying the bands he couldn't help but want to leave. "I think she's heard enough of the bands." He knew she didn't get the autographs, but that was life at times. He didn't like disappointing her. "Isa I think we are going to head back to the house. Maybe tomorrow you could go with me to work and help with some interviews there." He could easily set up something with a quidditch team or possibly get Tori to show her around with the fashion world.
Getting up he started gathering their things and making sure the stroller was ready for their little princess. "I think we've all had a long enough day. Time to go home." Looking down at Regina still in his arms. He hated seeing her so fussy. Setting her gently down in the stroller he turned to the other two hoping Isa wouldn't throw too much of a fit, but she had to be tired to, he certainly was.
They were leaving? What? NO! She wasn't ready, but she didn't want to be disrespectful either. She knew what it was like to have a baby around. Her sister was still little and they had to always do things around her schedule, never Isa's. "Okay fine." She'd go, but she wasn't happy about it.
Getting up off the blanket she grabbed her little bag of new shirts and turned to the stage one last time. Though it was getting darker so it was harder to see from this area. She did take interest in maybe going to work with her uncle tomorrow. That might be fun.
Finishing off the last of her pizza, Mariel looked up at Jorge as he spoke and she nodded. She could tell that he was more than ready to go and, truth be told, so was she. She just felt a little bad that Isa was so excited about meeting one of the performers and hated to disappoint her when it was likely that Jorge, as a member of the press, probably could get her backstage or an autograph. But the comfort of their daughter was most important and she knew that. It was good that Isa seemed to understand that as well and didn't make a fuss.
"I think I'm about ready to go as well," Mariel said as she stood from the blanket and glanced over at Jorge to see if he needed any help with Regina. She didn't mind the music to a point, but there wasn't a lot of interest to be had here by her and she had enough of the festival for one day. Smiling, she peeked into the stroller once her husband laid their infant daughter inside. "And I think you're ready for bed, aren't you, my angel?" She leaned down and softly kissed the baby's head before getting the last of their things to head home. "Did you enjoy the show?" she asked, turning to Isa as they started to head out. It certainly seemed like she did and, even if the girl might have been disappointed to leave, Jorge's offer for the next day seemed like it would hold her attention too. She thought it awfully sweet herself and beamed at him as she reached for his hand.
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