08-14-2020, 03:28 PM
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| Puffskein
Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK
Posts: 1,576
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Sloane Aubrey Chosen (Knott)
Slytherin Sixth Year | 
SPOILER!!: Adam Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom 
Predictably, Adam had gone his own way shortly after arriving at Diagon Alley. He had too much to do and too many things to buy and his family was just going to slow him down! It was better for everyone if they just let him do things at his own fast pace.
Truthfully he had...already gotten ice cream today. Before he went to get his wand. However, he would be lying if he said he wasn't tempted to get ANOTHER scoop because....well, he was an 11 year old in Diagon Alley with minimal supervision. Why NOT get another scoop was the question!
As he walked by the ice cream parlour, his thoughts immediately turned when he heard a very familiar voice nearby. Sure enough, in the outdoor seating he stopped his sister - literally COVERED in ice cream. Grinning, he hopped over the fence into the seating area and walked up to her.
"Hey Ingrid, eat ice cream much?" he teased, unable to help himself. Ok, now that he had gotten that out of the way, he should probably like...actually help her. So he grabbed a whole handful of napkins from the nearby table where the boy was sitting (Koylander) not at all caring that he might be taking them from him.
SPOILER!!: Lukas Quote:
Originally Posted by Kolyander Barely two spoonfuls into his ice cream. That's how far Lukas had gotten when something hit the leg of his chair which caused him to fall sideways into the seat at the sudden movement. And there the cause was. Literally on the ground at his feet. A girl about his age, maybe a bit younger, ice cream dripping down the front of her shirt.
"You okay?" The question was already out of his mouth before he even moved. Dropping his spoon down into the bowl of ice cream, he pushed his chair back from the table carefully. The motions were done quickly and smoothly without any thought. "Don't worry about it, we'll get you cleaned up." We as in her and him. He would help since she did fall because of him. Well not him... but his chair. Lukas offered her a light grin and held out his hand to help her to her feet.
Huh? Within the span of him being alone, the girl falling over his chair and him offering her hand up there was someone else joining them. Someone who seemed to know the girl by name. Ingrid. Did he care that the boy took the napkins from his table? Nope. That's what they were there for, to clean up spills.
It wasn’t often that she didn’t want to see her twin. Sure, he was super annoying and they bickered a lot but she loved him even if he did never let her forget that he was the older one. Right now though, covered in ice cream and sitting on the cold hard ground, it was safe to assume that she did not want his big head around.
“Shut up Adam. Haven’t you had ice cream already today?”, something she intended to pass onto their father is he didn’t zip his big, stupid mouth! With a small sigh, Ingrid accepted the napkins from her brother with a small smile and a reluctant “Thank you” . The thank you was to both her brother and the boy who who’s chair leg she had tripped over. “I’m okay, I think” she continued, flicking stray bits of cone and ice cream from her shirt as she continued to wipe her t-shirt. “My ice cream looks like someone hit a bludger at it though” a small laugh escaping her lips, eventually turning in to a sigh. She did have a small amount of gold left but that was going to be for…something else.
“Dad’s going to kill me Ad” her eyes now on her long-haired brother, hands full of ice cream filled napkins. It wasn’t often that the youngest of the Luck clan dressed in clothes that made her look remotely girls but today had been one of those days, if not reluctantly. She was so much more at home in dirty overalls that she could smuggle animal treats in to feed all of the creatures in the store when no once way looking but today had seemed like an important day.
Turning to the boy who she’d practically fallen over, she smiled before apologising, “Sorry. Your chair leg... It was an accident. I’m Ingrid. This is Adam, my brother.” . Honestly, she wasn’t even sure how it had happened. The chair leg had literally come out of nowhere! Had she even tripped over the leg or had someone tripped her? No, it must have been the chair leg.
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