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Magical Soul · 10-29-2019, 07:05 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Fletcher saw his son already starting to get loose from his mum, but kept an eye on him for now. He had his wand at the ready, primed in his holster, just in case anyone tried any funny business here. He was NOT prepared to be embarrassed in public just yet. He didn't know enough people here to play it off as funny, like his joke about the new century.

Cracking a grin toward his lady, Fletcher continued toward the Minister's general area, though he was also distracted by the auction table. Poor Hogwarts... he did still care about that place; after all, if it weren't for the Triwizard Tournament, he wouldn't be here, would he? "What should we bid on?" he murmured to Jessa as they neared the table, and then saw the minister himself. Oh great, what was Dunk on about now? Just as soon as they arrived to the important people, his kid had to get loud. Of course. "Shhhhhh," Fletcher reprimanded his son, noting just a beat too late that he was on the run... again. "'scuse me," he took off, jogging after his kid and casting a quick spell to slow him down before he ran into the Minister or climbed a table. He TOTALLY got this hyperactivity from his mum.

Fletcher caught up to his son and put a hand on his shoulder to hold him in place. He then crouched down to his level to give him a lecture, still holding him in place with a VERY heavy hand. "Dunk, you know not to run in public. You could have tripped over something, or run into someone, or could have broken something VERY expensive." Which Dad did NOT want to pay for today. "What do you have to say for yourself?" HE'D BETTER BE SORRY, step one!

Jessa did not care for the auction as much as the man wearing the very interesting suit. Can they just make a stop at the minister and compliment his suit? She walked on with her husband to the auction table nonetheless. "You can feel how rich and posh everyone is here." She whispered in her BOYFRIEND's ear, with a small chuckle. This reminded her of her snooty father and his kind of people.

Ooh, look at a child running in the middle of this soiree, what an embarrassing moment for his parents-- oh wait. Good thing her BOYFRIEND had quick reflexes. He was jogging after Duncan, wand in hand. Oh dear, okay, this was embarrassing she was totally pretending she didn't know the pair but also she was strolling towards them with the most chilled face. Ahem. yes, hi, hello, nod, smile, nod, hi.

What was going on?? He was suddenly not able to run AS fast as he could!??? He looked down at his feet with a perplexed look before his dad was right there in his face, holding him and looking a little red in the face. Angry? Duncan then realized that he was stopped by magic. "You cheated, you used magic!" Sooooo he totally could outrun his dad. Oh wait, they were not in a race.

Duncan scowled as he was being lectured. He hated when his father knelt down, it meant serious business. What did he have to say for himself? UHHHH---"thaaaat I'm sorry I didn't run faster and let a spell stop me?" HEHEHEHE. See? He's cute.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

It was the flash of a spell being cast that caught the Minister's attention next and his reflexes already had his hand moving towards his wand holster when any knee-jerk concerns were laid to rest as he saw his new Junior Undersecretary quite literally chasing down a boy who he presumed to be his son. Oh, well, perhaps they should have made it more clear that this was not the best setting for children...though he had seen Alexa around here somewhere with her own daughter. Charles was hardly one to deny a child any sort of experience, however, so it was a thought easily dismissed. His wand hand steadying, Charles smoothed the fabric of his golden vest and tucked his thumb inside the pocket as he addressed the pair. "You need to get that enthusiasm a leash, Glitter Puff," the man chortled as he offered the young man in question a bit of a wave.

Not really. Charles thought leashes for children were terrible in concept. He was not particularly fond of leashes in general and had never once put them on the Shiba Inu he and Yukie had kept.

Wait, who's this man? Duncan looked up at him, studying him. "Dad? What is Glitter Puff?" Like the pygmy puff his father used to own? Was the man speaking to his father or Duncan or an imaginary friend?

Jessa contemplated not joining Fletcher and her son, and go on to meet the ministry in the peculiar suit. But she beelined towards them anyway when a man in a golden suit stopped to talk to them. "Excuse me, hi, I'm Jessa." She smiled widely, unbothered for their son's behavior at the moment. Who was this? A colleague?

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Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,519 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Fletcher saw his son already starting to get loose from his mum, but kept an eye on him for now. He had his wand at the ready, primed in his holster, just in case anyone tried any funny business here. He was NOT prepared to be embarrassed in public just yet. He didn't know enough people here to play it off as funny, like his joke about the new century. Cracking a grin toward his lady, Fletcher continued toward the Minister's general area, though he was also distracted by the auction table. Poor Hogwarts... he did still care about that place; after all, if it weren't for the Triwizard Tournament, he wouldn't be here, would he? "What should we bid on?" he murmured to Jessa as they neared the table, and then saw the minister himself. Oh great, what was Dunk on about now? Just as soon as they arrived to the important people, his kid had to get loud. Of course. "Shhhhhh," Fletcher reprimanded his son, noting just a beat too late that he was on the run... again. "'scuse me," he took off, jogging after his kid and casting a quick spell to slow him down before he ran into the Minister or climbed a table. He TOTALLY got this hyperactivity from his mum. Fletcher caught up to his son and put a hand on his shoulder to hold him in place. He then crouched down to his level to give him a lecture, still holding him in place with a VERY heavy hand. "Dunk, you know not to run in public. You could have tripped over something, or run into someone, or could have broken something VERY expensive." Which Dad did NOT want to pay for today. "What do you have to say for yourself?" HE'D BETTER BE SORRY, step one! Jessa did not care for the auction as much as the man wearing the very interesting suit. Can they just make a stop at the minister and compliment his suit? She walked on with her husband to the auction table nonetheless. "You can feel how rich and posh everyone is here." She whispered in her BOYFRIEND's ear, with a small chuckle. This reminded her of her snooty father and his kind of people. Ooh, look at a child running in the middle of this soiree, what an embarrassing moment for his parents-- oh wait. Good thing her BOYFRIEND had quick reflexes. He was jogging after Duncan, wand in hand. Oh dear, okay, this was embarrassing she was totally pretending she didn't know the pair but also she was strolling towards them with the most chilled face. Ahem. yes, hi, hello, nod, smile, nod, hi. What was going on?? He was suddenly not able to run AS fast as he could!??? He looked down at his feet with a perplexed look before his dad was right there in his face, holding him and looking a little red in the face. Angry? Duncan then realized that he was stopped by magic. "You cheated, you used magic!" Sooooo he totally could outrun his dad. Oh wait, they were not in a race. Duncan scowled as he was being lectured. He hated when his father knelt down, it meant serious business. What did he have to say for himself? UHHHH---"thaaaat I'm sorry I didn't run faster and let a spell stop me?" HEHEHEHE. See? He's cute. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie It was the flash of a spell being cast that caught the Minister's attention next and his reflexes already had his hand moving towards his wand holster when any knee-jerk concerns were laid to rest as he saw his new Junior Undersecretary quite literally chasing down a boy who he presumed to be his son. Oh, well, perhaps they should have made it more clear that this was not the best setting for children...though he had seen Alexa around here somewhere with her own daughter. Charles was hardly one to deny a child any sort of experience, however, so it was a thought easily dismissed. His wand hand steadying, Charles smoothed the fabric of his golden vest and tucked his thumb inside the pocket as he addressed the pair. "You need to get that enthusiasm a leash, Glitter Puff," the man chortled as he offered the young man in question a bit of a wave. Not really. Charles thought leashes for children were terrible in concept. He was not particularly fond of leashes in general and had never once put them on the Shiba Inu he and Yukie had kept. Wait, who's this man? Duncan looked up at him, studying him. "Dad? What is Glitter Puff?" Like the pygmy puff his father used to own? Was the man speaking to his father or Duncan or an imaginary friend? Jessa contemplated not joining Fletcher and her son, and go on to meet the ministry in the peculiar suit. But she beelined towards them anyway when a man in a golden suit stopped to talk to them. "Excuse me, hi, I'm Jessa." She smiled widely, unbothered for their son's behavior at the moment. Who was this? A colleague?