08-22-2017, 05:36 AM
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| Mackled Malaclaw
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Sixth Year | Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Text Cut: Dorian and Albert Quote:
Originally Posted by Harron Peasley "I wouldn't do that if I were you, kid."
Albert had sidled up behind the younger boy, and with a grin, was leaning against a shelf behind him. Of course, calling the boy kid was probably a bit rich, considering the Durmstrang student himself was barely sixteen, but either way, the boy was younger than him and didn't look like he'd ever been in a joke shop, so 'kid' it was.
"Actually," he added, standing straight from where he was leaning, "maybe you should." Because really, how bloody funny would that be? Quote:
Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Opening up the box with shooting stars was a more difficult task than what he had first thought and the first year guessed that it was probably charmed in some way. He was about to place it back down on the shelf when a voice made him look to the side. "Shooting stars!" he said enthusiastically as he held the box in front a guy his own age. "I think they're more like fireworks though" he said with a disappointed sigh when he had stopped to think that it was probably impossible to catch a shooting star even as a wizard.
Another voice behind him made him turn around, hoping it wasn't a shopkeeper again. He had had enough trouble in other shops. "I'm not a kid" he said . "I'm eleven which means i'm a pre-teen" he admitted that that sounded worse than kid but hey. Facts."I want to" he said as he held out the box n front of the older student's face this time and rattled it again. "But i can't get it open, can you open it for me?" he asked as innocently as possible which did not match the grin that formed on his face for a second. Georg's blue eyes went wide when the other boy told him there were shooting stars inside the box. Were they real stars? How did they catch them? Was there some spell he could learn at Hogwarts that would pull a shooting star right out of the sky? His face fell. He was a little disappointed when he learned they weren't real stars, but fireworks sounded pretty fun too. "I wonder what would happen if I set one of those off in my aunt's house," he thought out loud. Aunt Kati could use a little fun in her life! "I bet her cats would go crazy!"
The Danish boy's head whipped around as he heard another voice, and he saw an older guy standing nearby. He blinked confusedly. Why shouldn't they open the box? "Why?" he asked. "What happens when you open it?" Was it going to explode? Cover them in stinky goo?
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