 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
The Quidditch shop was probably one of Henry's favorite places to stop when he'd visit Diagon Alley, for obvious reasons. He didn't necessarily need new supplies, but he did sometimes just like to look around, and sometimes he did find something that he could use or that he needed.
He had a top of the line broom and his dad wasn't buying him another. So even though he often did a lot of gazing at some of the newer brooms, he knew it was only that. Wishful thinking until he actually needed something new. Today he bypassed the brooms and headed more towards the fan-geared merchandise, namely posters and trading cards.
The last Catapults poster he had was sort of dated since his sister was on his and she was not on the current one. But he didn't think he wanted one without her on the team. Maybe a Cannons one.. or maybe she really would be back next season.. He wandered a little further and stopped in front of the bobble-heads. He had his share of those... but what was this? Plushie dolls of Quidditch players, that was something new. He picked up a Giles Low plushie and chuckled to himself. Yeah, he'd have to get one of these, and he couldn't help but imagine if there might be one of him one day.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |