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Cedric · 12-27-2015, 01:25 AM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Dad was supposed to bring her stuff. That was his only job, but there he went forgetting her candy bag and now she had to stand here in the public area where MUGGLES are and make sure to look muggle-y. Except she didn't know how that was? Not that she never met a muggle, she did, but blending in wasn't a featful effort so maybe just... standing... here... by the wall and crossing her arms... and feet was casual-like enough? Mhmmm.

Juuuust a lounging muggle over here, mhmm.

Eleven-year-old Samuel Chevalier stood in place as his dear mum Ella Chevalier repeatedly licked her fingers and matted down the cowlick of hair upon his head. Those few hairs always stood up anyway, and after a minute or so, his mother's saliva hair gel would fail and they'd spring right back up again. But alas, he waited patiently as she fussed, even if he was dying to get on the Hogwarts Express.

Granted, he didn't mind so much UNTIL he noticed a girl right there with a perfect view of him. And wasn't that... yes, that was that girl from Diagon Alley. Sam had just opened his mouth to inform his mum that she could totally stop any time now, but there was no need because the woman was now already preoccupied with scolding her husband for forgetting something or other. Sam tuned them both out as he approached the redhead.

"Hey, you're the girl from Diagon Alley.." he noted aloud.

12-27-2015, 01:25 AM	#19 (permalink)
Cedric DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell Posts: 6,733 Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2	Aidella \| King of Confusion \| Brittana \| Forever ACROMANTULA Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Dad was supposed to bring her stuff. That was his only job, but there he went forgetting her candy bag and now she had to stand here in the public area where MUGGLES are and make sure to look muggle-y. Except she didn't know how that was? Not that she never met a muggle, she did, but blending in wasn't a featful effort so maybe just... standing... here... by the wall and crossing her arms... and feet was casual-like enough? Mhmmm. Juuuust a lounging muggle over here, mhmm. Eleven-year-old Samuel Chevalier stood in place as his dear mum Ella Chevalier repeatedly licked her fingers and matted down the cowlick of hair upon his head. Those few hairs always stood up anyway, and after a minute or so, his mother's saliva hair gel would fail and they'd spring right back up again. But alas, he waited patiently as she fussed, even if he was dying to get on the Hogwarts Express. Granted, he didn't mind so much UNTIL he noticed a girl right there with a perfect view of him. And wasn't that... yes, that was that girl from Diagon Alley. Sam had just opened his mouth to inform his mum that she could totally stop any time now, but there was no need because the woman was now already preoccupied with scolding her husband for forgetting something or other. Sam tuned them both out as he approached the redhead. "Hey, you're the girl from Diagon Alley.." he noted aloud. __________________