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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 2:40 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2013 2:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 4:53 pm
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Fiona McKinneyOwner of Madam Malkin's // Back Room // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // No oneCURRENTLY FEELING // HappyCURRENTLY THINKING // 'I wonder when the first of the students will arrive this year...'═════════════════════════════════
Fiona gave the two a gentle smile. She was getting a feeling about the boy, about a situation he might be sensitive about. She paused, her lips pursed. "Are ye lookin' fer clothes fer the summer, or fer school? Tha'll change what I need tae fit ye fer, after all. Hope up on the stool there for some measurements. Now, if ye're needin' school clothes, the House Elves at Hogwarts generally do laundry every other day, so ye'll only need 2 sets. But, if ye need clothes fer the summer, ye'll need to tell me exactly what ye're needing." She glanced around the shop, tapping her chin. She didn't really have much in the way of second hand robes, people just didn't sell them back to her very often. She was too good at mending for that. And her materials were all very nice, mostly because of her standards. She could discount the robes, of course, but she had a feeling he'd take it as charity. "If yer clothes still fit but aren't quite nice enough tae wear, ye could jes bring 'em in fer me tae mend for ye."
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 5:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 6:17 pm
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Sweet dreams are made of these Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something
VERILY DAWN MCHALEN
|||Ravenclaw Beater|||Pureblood|||Second Year||| Ver smiled at Darius. When he stepped up on to the stool she had to look up at him, not that she didn't already have to do that. It wasn't that she was short for her age... it was just she wasn't particularly tall.... As he was being measured, she slid her back pack off and set it on the counter. Inside were a few of her belongings that she always carried with her. There was a lanyard with keys to her house and the rooms in her house that were hers alone. Hooked on the lanyard were a few key chains, (a yin yang symbol from her sister, a kitten key chain that's eyes flashed different colours, and a pendant with the McHalen family crest on it.) There was also a bottle of lotion, some chapstick, a pair of bells on a silver and green chain. One bell was gold and red, the other bronze and blue, and a tattered red and blue friendship bracelet. After some digging in the bag, Ver finally found what she was looking for, a small black bag, that when she pulled it out, jingled with the sound of money. She turned back to wait for him to finish being fitted, slipping her bag back onto her shoulders. OOC:... Love interest:
Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 6:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 6:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 5:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 7:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 8:17 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 8:44 am
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Have you heard the news? Bad things come in twos. But I never knew 'Bout the little things. Every single day Things get in my way. Someone has to pay For the little things.
Uriel Adair Scott - Muggleborn - First Year - Eldest of Six - [feeling: Friendly] [thinking: I wonder if he's a first year too?] [with: Edajin, Cecille, Nicko, Fiona] [at: Madam Malkin's]
Uriel entered the shop, glancing back over his shoulder at his mother, brother, and sister, who waved at him. Cora had agreed to let him get his things by himself, which was a relief. He always had to deal with a few younger siblings trailing after him. It was nice to just be alone for once. He fingered the money in his pocket a little nervously as he stood off to the side, next to another boy, one with dark hair. A boy and a girl were also there. The girl was very pale and appeared to be blind, judging by the cane. The boy didn't look like her at all, so they must have just been close friends, rather than related. Uriel decided he might as well make conversation, seeing as there was going to be a bit of a wait. "Hi. I'm Uriel. Are you going to be a first year too?" he asked the dark haired boy.
It all comes down to you.
Let the headlines wait, Armies hesitate. I can deal with fate But not the little things. Armageddon may Arrive anyday. I can't get away From the little things.
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