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itsjustjesse · 04-20-2023, 01:19 AM

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Originally Posted by Stefan

Yes, perhaps not the ideal place to "relax and let loose", but it was the fact that Enzo was exploring Diagon Alley versus the mandatory school shopping that he was so used to already. The large crowd was definitely a turnoff, enough to make him recoil and go home, but he was at the same time determined not to let the noise get to him. He was going to be exhausted after this, so he thought he better make the most out of the experience. Perhaps one day, someday, he will get used to all of this.

Spudmeister did sound cool, and the name was something he was stuck on ever since he caught Mr. Yarborough called Kai, "Spud" when they were in primary school. And did she say cinnamon? "That's a winner in my books," he said as he fished a couple of knuts in his pocket and offered it to the person manning the stall. Enzo wasn't quite sure if Kai knew his love for anything cinnamon, but he wasn't the type to get excited and blurt facts about it. He thought it unnecessary. Though honestly, sweet potatoes and cinnamon did sound like a winning combination. Perhaps he'd ask their house-elf to make him some when he gets home.

"Now that's an idea," Enzo remarked as he picked a piece of potato chip from his small paper bucket and devoured it in one go, opening his mouth just a tad to let out the excess heat. "The Sorting Hat is said to consider requests from students taking the house sorting, so maybe you can ask it to place you in Hufflepuff." he continued, as he picked another piece of his food. "If and when you do get in Hufflepuff, come and break the curfew with me for a midnight snack. The Slytherin dorm is just a few paces away from the Kitchens too." Why she'd never gone to Hogwarts in the first place was something that Enzo got himself wondering. "But why haven't you been to Hogwarts?" perhaps this time he'll get an answer. "If you don't mind me asking..."

Kai just grinned as she took one of her chips and gingerly tapped her finger against it too hot she thought as she impatiently stared at the chips. ”it was really good but ... better on its own I think? My gran had us get this marshmallow dip to go with it and I’d rather just have had it on their own?” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder as she glanced around at the people milling about.

Her hazel eyes snapped toward Enzo as he spoke and she just chuckled, ”don’t burn yourself last time I got these i scorched my maxillary nerve” she had only learned the name because of all the times she had had to go to Mungos over the years when her dad had gotten injured in sports. ”you know the one right” she paused and opened her mouth and pointed at her front teeth ”or my tongue and I hate not being able to taste food” food was life okay? [size=1]LIFE[/i]. Even as she spoke she had started picking up one of her chips because impatience had gotten to her and took an almost timid bite.

”I heard that it does, ... my aunt Mel wanted any house save for ravenclaw since well ... most of my family had been in Ravenclaw?” she shrugged her shoulder and chuckled ”she was a Gryffindor she has a Jarveys” the young blonde was so excited by this fact. Her favorite was the one her aunt had named Escape Artist. ”Oh you bet I’ll break curfew for snacks with you,” she beamed happily ”and I already know about Hufflepuff’s barrels from my mum since my dad was a Hufflepuff” she smiled softly as she thought of the stories they had shared with her over the years. If it were still there she would go and stake a claim on the treehouse where her parents had spent so much time in. When Enzo asked about her not going she just sighed rather dramatically. ”My ... um, it was because my family was sort of against it? My dad mostly” she paused for a moment as she stood there and sighed, ”my mum and dad were too protective of me before Caleb was born?” she had a feeling that there was something more to that. ”I sort of convinced my mum though and dad’s always busy with broom racing” truly it was sometimes boring watching broom race after broom race. It wasn’t like the race was as long or strenuous as the Tour de France that muggles did every year.

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itsjustjesse Fwooper Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: the void Posts: 21,838 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Yarborough Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Emerald Peridot "Dot" Ainsley Gryffindor Seventh Year x10	HOLISTIC ACTRESS {X O} EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED Quote: Originally Posted by Stefan Yes, perhaps not the ideal place to "relax and let loose", but it was the fact that Enzo was exploring Diagon Alley versus the mandatory school shopping that he was so used to already. The large crowd was definitely a turnoff, enough to make him recoil and go home, but he was at the same time determined not to let the noise get to him. He was going to be exhausted after this, so he thought he better make the most out of the experience. Perhaps one day, someday, he will get used to all of this. Spudmeister did sound cool, and the name was something he was stuck on ever since he caught Mr. Yarborough called Kai, "Spud" when they were in primary school. And did she say cinnamon? "That's a winner in my books," he said as he fished a couple of knuts in his pocket and offered it to the person manning the stall. Enzo wasn't quite sure if Kai knew his love for anything cinnamon, but he wasn't the type to get excited and blurt facts about it. He thought it unnecessary. Though honestly, sweet potatoes and cinnamon did sound like a winning combination. Perhaps he'd ask their house-elf to make him some when he gets home. "Now that's an idea," Enzo remarked as he picked a piece of potato chip from his small paper bucket and devoured it in one go, opening his mouth just a tad to let out the excess heat. "The Sorting Hat is said to consider requests from students taking the house sorting, so maybe you can ask it to place you in Hufflepuff." he continued, as he picked another piece of his food. "If and when you do get in Hufflepuff, come and break the curfew with me for a midnight snack. The Slytherin dorm is just a few paces away from the Kitchens too." Why she'd never gone to Hogwarts in the first place was something that Enzo got himself wondering. "But why haven't you been to Hogwarts?" perhaps this time he'll get an answer. "If you don't mind me asking..." Kai just grinned as she took one of her chips and gingerly tapped her finger against it too hot she thought as she impatiently stared at the chips. ”it was really good but ... better on its own I think? My gran had us get this marshmallow dip to go with it and I’d rather just have had it on their own?” she admitted with a shrug of her shoulder as she glanced around at the people milling about. Her hazel eyes snapped toward Enzo as he spoke and she just chuckled, ”don’t burn yourself last time I got these i scorched my maxillary nerve” she had only learned the name because of all the times she had had to go to Mungos over the years when her dad had gotten injured in sports. ”you know the one right” she paused and opened her mouth and pointed at her front teeth ”or my tongue and I hate not being able to taste food” food was life okay? [size=1]LIFE[/i]. Even as she spoke she had started picking up one of her chips because impatience had gotten to her and took an almost timid bite. ”I heard that it does, ... my aunt Mel wanted any house save for ravenclaw since well ... most of my family had been in Ravenclaw?” she shrugged her shoulder and chuckled ”she was a Gryffindor she has a Jarveys” the young blonde was so excited by this fact. Her favorite was the one her aunt had named Escape Artist. ”Oh you bet I’ll break curfew for snacks with you,” she beamed happily ”and I already know about Hufflepuff’s barrels from my mum since my dad was a Hufflepuff” she smiled softly as she thought of the stories they had shared with her over the years. If it were still there she would go and stake a claim on the treehouse where her parents had spent so much time in. When Enzo asked about her not going she just sighed rather dramatically. ”My ... um, it was because my family was sort of against it? My dad mostly” she paused for a moment as she stood there and sighed, ”my mum and dad were too protective of me before Caleb was born?” she had a feeling that there was something more to that. ”I sort of convinced my mum though and dad’s always busy with broom racing” truly it was sometimes boring watching broom race after broom race. It wasn’t like the race was as long or strenuous as the Tour de France that muggles did every year. __________________ IT'S NOT AN ACT OF LOVE __________________________________________________ ___________ ____________ IF YOU MAKE HER ____________