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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Diagon Alley
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Roo
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Searching for a Garden of Eden
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Someone help!
Brennie was more than excited to follow his new found friend to this mysterious garden. He'd never heard Milo OR Wyatt talk about it, so he figured it must be pretty special indeed. He snapped a few extra pictures as the lady spoke, promising herself to be no danger. "That's good! Papa says I can be a little to trusting sometimes, so he'll be glad I made sure you weren't a crazy lady first!" He grinned brightly, his bubbly laugh following soon after.
After he'd introduced himself to her, the woman offered her name too, Roo. Roo, he thought, was a very odd name indeed. "Like a kangaroo? You must be very bouncy, miss Roo." He laughed again, pausing for a second to snap a picture of a neat cloud. Maybe he'd see if Roo wanted to take a picture together too! Just as he was about to capture another picture his hand was pulled into hers. He relented, holding his camera at his side so he could hold hands. Maybe she didn't want him to get lost? The duo tucked beside a building, the boy's grin falling into a confused and wary expression. Had she lied about the garden? And if so... why? When he noticed her rather creepy smile, he looked around, suddenly wishing he'd never stepped away from his dads' sides.
It seemed in slow motion that she reached out to grab him, the boy not having even a second to think. He felt himself being lifted, then he knew he was most certainly in danger. What was going to happen!?! A sudden twisting motion overtook him, the boy letting his grip loose as he was forced to apparate away with Roo. His beloved camera, now broken, clattered to the ground, the only sign that he'd ever been there at all.
Yᴇᴀʜ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ's ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ
Aʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴠᴀɪɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ
Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛʏʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟɪꜰᴇ's ᴀ ᴅʀᴀɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜsᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs
Jᴜsᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ꜰᴏᴏʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ sᴍɪʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴀᴄᴇs
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ʙᴀʙʏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ
Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀɪᴘ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ 'ʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ʏᴇᴀʜ! Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ!
Eᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ
Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ |
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2018 7:51 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? xxx
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? xxx
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? xxx
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? xxx
Nora was quite excited with her new job as Governess. She had gotten to explore the alley with a governor when she was eleven, and honestly, she was terribly excited to get to do the same for other muggleborn children. This child in particular, Cian Quinlan, seemed quite lovely. Of course, he'd been skeptical at first, but hadn't she? Once they'd made it to the alley, he was doing his best to see all the sites while she simply smiled and watched. It was quite a fascinating place, after all.
When he started looking over the list, she chuckled, especially when he compared it to the lists from muggle schooling. "No, you are right. There is a lot of new things for you to experience, dear. From magic, potions, and quidditch to magical creatures and plants. Please, dear, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will be glad to help." She grinned, letting the boy look over his list. After a few seconds, his eyes sparkled. He wanted to get his wand first. "But of course! Let's head to Ollivander's. It's the finest wand shop in all the world, after all!" She placed her hand on his shoulder and guided him to the shop, letting him enter first so he could get all the magic of the shop.
Mᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴀʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ, ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ
Mᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ Cᴏɴᴇʏ Isʟᴀɴᴅ, ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ
Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀsᴋ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄʀʏ ɴᴏ ᴡᴏʟꜰ
Bʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɪɴs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ Fᴇʀʀɪs ᴡʜᴇᴇʟ, sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʀꜰ
Yᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴇ's Cʜʀɪsᴛ-ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪs ᴄʜɪʟᴅʟɪᴋᴇ
Sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪsʜ sᴡɪᴍᴍɪɴɢ ᴜᴘsᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ, ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪʟʟs
Wᴀɴᴛ ɴᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴀʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ, ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ
Mʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ Cʜʀɪsᴛ-ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪs ᴄʜɪʟᴅʟɪᴋᴇ
Hᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɢs
As ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏs ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴᴛʜᴇᴍ, ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀs, "Gᴏᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ꜰʟᴀɢs"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 11:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2018 2:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:23 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Diagon Streets
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jilly and my cats
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Just Chillin'
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I hate being a teenager
Dris was just wandering around Diagon, wearing a new backpack for his cats. Normally, he'd giggle at the thought of such an item, but it was so useful for his kitties to get sunshine... and to keep him company. He was still struggling with his stupid teenage brain, constantly trying to keep it in check. IT was even messing with his Synesthesia, which wasn't good. Luckily, he had awesome parents who made it easier. Though his head and heart were still reeling with the fact that his beloved cousin was still missing, and the fact that there was a new child living in their house that he still wasn't sure that Milo hadn't adopted. For now, he just had to try to troop through, since he had to appear strong. Having a mental breakdown just wouldn't help anyone.
Suddenly, he heard his name above the din of the crowd, a familiar yellowish color spiking through his vision. He turned to see Jilly, apparently standing on a box. He sighed quietly, but moved a few steps closer to her. "Hey Jilly. How's your summer going?" He tried his best not to sound upset, but his normally vibrant yellow tones were more muddied than normal. He turned his head when Picasso squeaked in his ear, the teen wondering if something was up. Maybe they were too warm, despite the nice breeze. He'd surely figure it out soon, as the kitten was rather vocal.
Sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sʜᴏᴡɪɴɢTʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢSʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ, sʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋNᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sᴛᴏᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ I ɢᴜᴇss ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢYᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ꜰᴀʀ, I'ᴍ ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴀʀ, ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇGᴏ ᴏɴ, ɪᴛ's ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ɪs ɢᴏʟᴅ, I ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅI ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, I ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴛʀᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇAʟʟ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪs ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ ᴍʏ sɪᴅᴇ, sᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀIᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢSᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴜs ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴏʀʏ |
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2018 10:44 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2018 4:25 pm
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 Rhett Fang Ye <4th year> ☯
Rhett grinned as his friend came over, wincing slightly when Ferdie bumped into an older lady, thankfully that went smoothly enough. He greeted his friend and said cheerfully when asked about his summer, "It's been great. Finally trusted enough to go shopping solo. I've been to Diagon at least a half dozen times already. How's your summer been?" He looked over his friend and agreed when Ferdie mentioned robes, "Yeah, well you're a right beanstalk with the rate you are growing. I'm half jealous. I'll probably be average height at best." He shrugged, "I've been putting off robes myself, maybe we both should head there. I already picked up most of my books for the year." He held up his Flourish and Botts bag.
☯ ☯ ☯
Time: 2040-2041
Location: Diagon Alley Streets
Looking: Ready for Adventure
Hello, then, Rhett
Hm, adventurous and reckless,
And you like pranks and can't sit still
Yes, I know just where to place you
Gryffindor! {OoC: } |
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2018 8:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 2:14 am
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Rhett Fang Ye <4th year> ☯
Rhett chuckled at the waterpark story and said, "Your mum is pretty so not too surprising there." Smiling he continued, "Yeah, too bad about the girls and their phone numbers. I would be in the same boat about the no phone thing. I don't go to muggle areas that much though so..." He shrugged, "I get called 'cute' by old women more than getting to chat up girls my own age." He supposed he got one or two girls who weren't with his family that talked to him and might have flirted a little, him flirting back, but he knew he was never going to have the gift Ferdie had at attracting girls. Not that Rhett thought he necessarily wanted that gift. He was happy with plants always liking him and being on the good side of Professor Hill. Probably was more beneficial to his time at Hogwarts to be truthful. Though that thought sounded dangerously a lot like what his sister might say.
Nodding in agreement about the robes, Rhett said, "Yeah. I might get away with just letting my robes hem down some this year but they can at least look at it. I am in that in between where I didn't grow too much height wise but I did grow enough it is a bit dicey whether I need them or not. Dad and Mum said I could get new ones this year though. Let's head over to Madame Malkin's then." His parents weren't rich but they were able to budget enough to make sure Rhett didn't have to buy his school essentials second hand. Nothing wrong with second hand, but Rhett was thankful to get new. He saw the kids who got robes at the secondhand store and their robes and uniform never seemed to fit as well as the new ones. Ferdie took care of his things so someone would probably be happy to get his old robes. Rhett was sad to say the same might not be true with his robes as he had an ink bottle explode at least once in his pocket and he liked roaming the castle and the gardens too much not to get the occasional stain.
☯ ☯ ☯
Time: 2040-2041
Location: Diagon Alley Streets
Looking: Ready for Adventure
Hello, then, Rhett
Hm, adventurous and reckless,
And you like pranks and can't sit still
Yes, I know just where to place you
Gryffindor! {OoC: } |
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 5:42 pm
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Faina Patrovna
Slytherin │ Fourth Year │ Fourteen Years Old │ Single
Faina was feeling a bit guilty, taking the oppourtunity to wander about Diagon Alley looking about at the shops on her own. Previously, she would do so with her younger sister tagging along with her, and while Katya accompanied her on this journey as well, Cousin Sergei was handling escourt duties today. As both of them needed to shop, and Faina could be trusted to do her own shopping, it made sense to split up and get things handled in a quicker fashion. It was also part of the plan to meet back up at the Leaky Cauldron, where Mother waited for them. While Mother made the trip with them, it was too much walking for her to follow them around Diagon Alley.
Right then, Faina was unable to spot her little sister or her cousin, causing a bit of a tug of guilt; it almost didn't feel right for her to be free of her usual responsibilities. Busy as the street was, she was kinda hoping she might spot some of her friends, which would make the shopping trip more of a fun experience.
OOC: Open for Interaction
 "And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire and love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 10:42 pm
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✖ ♥ ✖═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι ¢σмє fяσм тнє ωαтєя, ι ¢яαωℓє∂ υρσи тнє ѕнσяє
ι ℓєfт му вяσтнєяѕ тнєяє, ι gσт ωнαт ι ¢αмє fσя
ι ѕυ¢кє∂ тнαт нσт αιя ιи αи∂ яσℓℓє∂ υρσи тнє ѕαи∂
ємєяgє∂ вєиєαтн тнє ѕυи тσ вє α мαи═════════════════════════════════════════════
spaceRiddles threw a wave and a loud 'good-bye' over her shoulder as she left The Lilting Lyre, intent on heading out to do a bit of shopping and picking up lunch to bring to her mother. She wanted to look into getting some of her school things a bit early, since she knew more or less what would be on her list (it wasn't as though the textbooks changed very often, after all, and she knew shipments of the newest editions had gone out recently). It'd save her the trouble of having to fight through hordes of other students and their parents come the Summer. Riddles wasn't one for crowds, and she didn't see the point in waiting around when she was perfectly capable of grabbing some textbooks herself. Truthfully, she was planning on slowly acquiring all her school supplies between now and the start of the holiday, except obviously her wand and her robes. Damien was too much of a stickler to sell her the wand until the Summer, even though she was fairly certain he already knew full well which wand she'd get. And while she was hardly growing like a weed at this point, she was growing quickly enough that getting her robes this early would be an exercise in futility.
spaceOf course, just because she was on a mission of sorts didn't mean she couldn't wander the streets a bit first; it was nice to get out of the house and the shop and have some time to herself. Or, well, away from her parents, and other well-meaning relatives, anyway. She loved her family, with obvious exceptions, but that didn't mean she didn't like to step out for a while and avoid them. Particularly since right now, they were all fussing over the fact that she'd just turned eleven and was about to start school. The only thing she had to be thankful for was the fact that they weren't nearly as obnoxious as Aunt Ada had been with the twins. And that was ridiculous on its own, seeing as she was a bloody professor at the school anyway! She saw them all the bloody time! Shaking her head slightly, the soon-to-be first year hoped that she didn't run into anyone she knew on this outing. The last thing she needed was an aunt or uncle losing their mind over how old she was, or how tall she'd gotten, or anything else ridiculous like that.
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ι ¢σмє fяσм тнє ωαтєя, тнαт ωєяєи'т иσ єαѕу тнιиg
ιт'ѕ мσяє тнαи иαтυяє, ιт'ѕ ℓιкє му ∂єѕтιиу
ι ѕтσσ∂ υρσи тнєѕє ℓєgѕ αи∂ нєℓ∂ му нєα∂ υρ нιgн
ємєяgє∂ вєиєαтн тнє ѕυи тσ ѕтαят α иєω ℓιfє═════════════════════════════════════════════ wнere - Diagon Alley - Near The Lilting Lyre
wнen - Late morning, February 2041
wιтн - who
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Since Karina is a halfblood and Riddles' mum owns a shop here,
I thought this was the easiest place for them to meet!
Hope that works for you.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2018 3:29 pm
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Profile | OOC: This works fine! I don't know how to make fancy post layouts lol
Karina was out with her parents on a normal shopping day - her father had needed to pick up a few potions ingredients, and her mother wanted a new dress ("robe" her father had corrected when she'd said it), and now that the errands were finished, they were all on their way to get some ice cream before going home.
Of course, Rina had been looking through the windows at all the things she passed by, wondering which of it she was going to need to buy for her first year at Hogwarts. THAT was the shopping trip she was really looking forward to.
"Mama, do you think they have Rocky Road flavor?" Rina asked of her mother curiously. Her mother had once taken her to a muggle ice cream shop, and she had fallen in love with the flavor. "I don't know, sweetums, perhaps," she replied, to a confused look from her husband. It was then that Karina saw a girl around her age walking alone down the street, and she paused to stare for a minute. The girl's hair was so curly and bouncy! It made her want to touch it.
Smiling bashfully as they neared the girl, Rina lifted a hand in a small wave to get her attention and commented, "I really love your hair - is it naturally like that?"
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