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SPOILER!!: Keenan and Chloe!
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The lanky boy entered the shop and noticed the sign about designing his own Quidditch World Cup stationary. Heh, he's not a huge fan of any kind of sport and that includes Quidditch so he's just going to get his regular stuffs then. Smiling to the shopkeeper guy, Keenan saw a very familiar face there. "Hi." He said to the girl and gave his usual neutral smile. As oblivious as he usually was, he didn't even notice about her face.
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Chloe had been looking at the Germany colors when a voice took her out of her thoughts and she stared at the man for a moment before her brain would register what he was talking about. "Oh right, the cup." She blushed a bit and wondered if she should have left her mother's side. Maybe it had been to soon to be out and about like she said, but Chloe just wanted to be out of the house so she just smiled at him, "England now that Germany isn't in it." Not that they ever had a chance, since it was obvious they didn't even make the final 16.

Hearing a smaller voice ask her about painting she looked over and smiled, "What are you painting?" Maybe that wouldn't be a hard task for her to do. Though before she could get an answer the door opened and a very familiar person walked in. Chloe put her head down feeling extra self-conscious, "Hey Keenan, how's summer going?" She had gotten over her crush, but it still didn't mean she wanted to look cute in front of the boys at school, plus what if she forgot something so simple like she had been doing since the bludger.


Keeping half an eye on Avalon, and the other half of his eye on the door meant he hopefully saw everything. And he did. "Hello there Sir. Would you like to decorate some stationary?" he asked, as the young man walked in. Otherwise, yes, he was there to supply all of the school things.

"I'm just making my own design on this sticker," she said, holding the plain white sticker up. "In Nigerian and German colours. And maybe one in purple," she grinned. "I like the glittery paints. What do you want to make?" She knew all of the things they could make, because she helped her Daddy set it up. So she could explain it all if anyone needed help. And then Avalon spotted a boy joining the girl she was talking to. Maybe they were friends at the school Avalon wasn't allowed to go to yet. But in three years she was going to go and she couldn't wait. She already read the first few pages of Hogwarts, A History, but she wanted to experience it for herself. "Are you doing some painting?" she asked the boy.

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Patrick walked into the shop with the intent of getting a few pots of ink as he had been extremely busy writing the last few weeks. Although not studying he had been working on some other work and writing some of his friends back in the states since he had been spending more time with his parents than most summers. Pacing around the store he was trying to get his bearings about him and remember where exactly the ink pots were. Merlin he would eventually get what he needed.
Ray saw the door open again, admitting another young man. Slightly older, and he appeared to be looking for something. "Hello, might I help you with something?" he asked.

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Maeve had actually passed EIGHT OWLs. Okay, so six of them she just barely passed with an acceptable, but she passed and that was the important thing. Feeling a renewed sense of confidence on her academics, the sixteen year old's eyes lit up at the sign advertising for the creative event. Uh art; yes please. Without a second thought, she entered the shop in search of the design corner.

As she very nearly walked right into a tall Slytherin boy who happened to be on her top favorite sixth year boys. "Patrick, hey! You're back?" Cause he had gone to America, hadn't he? But then again, she was supposedly in Egypt for two weeks. Well, except not because her trip got cancelled when she found a note her aunt had left her when she got home from King's Cross. Being unable to have intercontinental transportation without her aunt, she instead had to contact Chase with the bad news that the trip was off. Confused and hurt, she spent the last two weeks cooped up until she realized she shouldn't spend her summer in misery.

"Are you gonna design some stationary?"
... just as he was joined by a young lady. "Hello Madam, are you here for the stationary designing?" he asked. If not, he had a full shop of things he was sure the Hogwarts, and perhaps students from other countries, students needed.

SPOILER!!: Aoife and Ewan!
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It always came as a bit of a shock to Aoife just how fowards and backwards the wizarding community could be at the same time. They had things, magical things, that seemed truly revolutionary, and yet, elsewhere, they were firmly stuck in the dark ages. No where was this more evident to her than Scribbulus.

Putting aside, for the moment, the daunting realization that, just as she was beginning to master the pencil, Aoife was going to have to learn to sketch not only in ink, but with a quill instead of a pen, where was the magic? Where were the coloured pencils enchanted to never dull? Where were the old looking tomes of blank paper, that would never fill up so she could spend her life sketching and jotting down ideas and never reach the end? For that matter, where were the non-magical old looking tomes. They had those in the dark ages, didn't they? Parchment was grand for homework, but for sketching, Aoife preferred a book, and she preferred gorgeous journals and sketch books that were works of art unto themselves over store bought cardboard back eyesores. The kind you find on Etsy that are quare expensive.

She could sell Mam on a pricey, but gorgeous leather bound tome if it was enchanted to never run out of pages...

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It really was a strange sensation. Shopping for a muggle notebook and pen in a shop with writing instruments only a wizard could dream up. Yet, here he was shopping for an ordinary blue pen and a muggle notebook. Yet, there was something oddly satisfying about the way doodles looked with various muggle pens that you just couldn’t get with quills and ink.

Picking up a brown leather notebook, he quickly flipped through it checking the quality of the paper before adding it to the growing collection of things in his arms. This in its self was a strange feeling. Having the ability to shop for whatever he wanted without worry for the cost was something that he’d long forgotten so to be able to now, after all this time, was a bizarre sensation. And yet, here he was, arms full of writing utensils and a notebook, ready for his new start in a different country across the sea.

Turning to purchase his items, he couldn’t help but stop as he noticed a younger black-haired girl looking somewhat lost in her own thoughts. Hesitantly, he walked over deciding to check if she was okay. After all, she was quite young to be in here on her own. “Uh... Excuse me, are you okay? Can I help you with something?” he asked in a quiet, warm voice, not wanting to startle the poor girl.


Looking up as the door opened, Ray saw a young lady, and moments later, a young man walk in. He was just finishing adding a drop of ink to a custom order mix, about to ask if she needed assistance, when the young man got there first. He smiled to himself, knowing that indeed there were helpful people out there. Adding the lid and swirling the ink gently to mix the colours, he then set it back into the cabinet behind the desk and headed over to the two. "Hello there," he greeted, "is there anything I can help either of you with? We are running an event at the moment if you would like to design some of your own stationary." It might appeal to the younger kids mostly, until the older students realised that it wasn't just bold, bright paints, and messy glued papers. There was enough to satisfy all ages.
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