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Originally Posted by
DaniDiNardo
She paused her rummaging and looked to the little ball of enthusiasm who was being offered choices by the Gryffindor. "Of course you can! There's no point in taking pictures if you can't keep them and remember the memories afterward!" All candid shots and organized shoot photos would be handed over to them with the except of a few because they were her memories too. Ahem.
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Ready? Lizzie's head whipped around and there was the little Hufflepuff swankily dressed. "Brilliant! Alright everyone, I'd like for us to get moving on this. I'm seeing a night out in the city, fancy close, the extravagant look. Work those faces! Once you've gotten into costumes we'll move to that backdrop there, the one with the skyscrappers and street lights." It was almost like that American city, New York was it? The one that had Broadway?
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Originally Posted by Zoe
After rummaging through the box for a few minutes, she accumulated a pile of hats and jewelry and other little knick-knacks that she thought would look fantastic wearing. Demelza was already wearing some of the things she found. "Hey, you! You should totally put this on," she said to the Hufflepuff boy, handing over a suave fedora. "You would look great wearing this. Just don't cover your eyes with it. Eyes can piece the soul." Besides, you only needed to have your eyes covered to protect them from the sun or if you were spying on competition so they couldn't identify you. She looked over her shoulder at Ms. Courwell (yet another great photo opportunity) for approval.
Awesome! Tobias was already mentally reorganising the things on the walls at his end of the third year boys dormitory and thinking of where he could put one of the photographs. He couldn't wait to see himself in a proper wizarding MOVING photo. Wow.
He was already partially facing the boxes and stuff, so when the older Gryffindor girl turned to him he knew it was Toby that she was speaking to straight away. The Hufflepuff beamed and bounced on his toes some more and stepped closer, taking the fedora and jamming it onto his head, but being careful not to mess up his
perfect hair.
"Like this?" he asked, adjusting it so his soul-piecing eyes could still be seen well.
But then Ms. Courwell was speaking and SETTING THE SCENE. The fedora would do quite nicely for now. Toby moved over to the backdrop and took a moment to admire it before turning back again. Unless she wanted a photo of the back of his head or something.
OKAY WHAT NOW.