Skylar ... and Ethan Denton (1st year Snake) also wanted to come YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers The whirling sensation was one that Skylar wasn't sure she would ever get used to. She never understood why people preferred floo and portkey travel over brooms, except the fact that brooms were slightly more limiting as to where one could go. Standing up, she dusted off her nice clothes just sat a moment, willing herself to not puke her guts out. Potential internship, she reminded herself, and once she was feeling stronger and the spinning had stopped, she stood and went over towards one of the goblins handing out something from his bag. Okay, no offense, but she didn't really want a button. She wanted some inkling as to what she was going to be doing after Hogwarts. And yet, there was this voice prodding her to be polite.
Taking the button from the stout creature, she gave him a small smile. "Thank you. Skylar Diggory." She said, introducing herself. "Hopeful cursebreaker." You know, just so they knew.
****** Tumbling out from the fireplace, the first year Denton boy, had the widest of smiles as he rolled onto the stone floor of Gringotts. Because that was actually rather fun and felt like he was tumbling in the air. He stood up as quickly as he was able, standing by the pretttyyyy older Hufflepuff girl (Emmalyn) and grinned when one of the creatures handed him a button. Was this what it felt like to wear a Prefect's Badge??? He was going to have to ask his father. Or maybe he'd snoop some more when he got home and finally find where his father stashed his former badge. Or did he have to return it? Were badges meant to be returned at the end of the year? Maybe he should ask his captain? "Thankssss!!!" Ethan said with all the enthusiasm of a twelve year old boy. OKAY, so he didn't actually take Gobbledegook yet, but maybeeee he would, if the trip went well. Although he was mostly here because it was a free ticket to Diagon Alley. Wait, if they were good, were they going to get to have ice cream at Floreans? He should have owled his father to meet here and sneak him an ice cream. But alas, as a twelve year old, he was not that prepared at all. |