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Daemon · 08-14-2023, 08:33 PM

Text Cut: laura & bill ♡

It's important to Brayla that everyone knows her hills weren't stupid at all, actually. They were great hills, with the best views and excellent picnic spots. Billie doesn't know what she's talking about. Anyway.

Despite her best efforts, Brayla was genuinely excited to be here. She was not excited about Hogwarts (really, not at all), because she simply had too much to do. Her calendar was packed, everything was going to be super ruined if she went off to boarding school for the next seven years. What about her ballet classes?? Her swimming tournaments?? Surely, SURELY, she wasn't expected to just not visit her beloved abraxans for a whole year. It was distressing. It was awful. She obviously wanted to see what Hogwarts was all about but was the price really worth it?? She didn't think so.

But getting her wand, this part she was excited about. She shuffled in behind Billie (after a final wave to mum n' dad, bye bye) with an "I'm right here Bill," and a tired, instinctive eye roll. Bray blinked slowly and took in the shop, a hand on her sister's elbow. Quaint, because it's Diagon Alley and everything is quaint, but also warm and inviting. She liked the mess. Great mess. After stepping back to allow the tape to measure her sister without interruption (that flick to her fingers wholly unnecessary by the way, she'd have let go of Bill's arm if it had just given her a second!!!), Brayla stood obediently as the overeager measuring device measured the most absurd bits of her body. Her toes (nails painted sparkly periwinkle weren't they cute??) had nothing to do with her wand?? Weird. "Do you think this same tape measured dad's toes too?" Brayla asked, resisting the urge to kick it. Because that would be rude.

08-14-2023, 08:33 PM	#105 (permalink)
Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,753 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2	im dani & brayla PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Text Cut: laura & bill ♡ Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley If she was old enough to have a wand, she was old enough to go and get it herself. That was how Billie felt, and it was exactly what she had told her parents who were now impatiently waiting outside. The eleven ~~and three quarters!~~ year old was impatient herself, and barely glanced behind her to ensure her sister was following her through the door of the shop. "Come on, Brayla," she said, lips pursed together as she joined the queue. This was the best part of starting school, after all. And whilst she was impatient and annoyed, she couldn't do this without her sister - it just wouldn't be right. They did (almost) everything together, even the things they didn't like! How many times had Billie climbed a stupid hill just because Brayla wanted to? Taking her place in the queue, the eleven year old couldn't stop fidgeting, going onto her tip-toes to see how long they had to wait, peering around the people in front of them, rocking on her heels. When she eventually reached the front of the line, it was an effort to stay still as the tape measure whizzed around her, and she giggled as it tickled under her chin. And then she turned to watch it move on to Brayla. It's important to Brayla that everyone knows her hills weren't stupid at all, actually. They were great hills, with the best views and excellent picnic spots. Billie doesn't know what she's talking about. Anyway. Despite her best efforts, Brayla was genuinely excited to be here. She was not excited about Hogwarts (really, not at all), because she simply had too much to do. Her calendar was packed, everything was going to be super ruined if she went off to boarding school for the next seven years. What about her ballet classes?? Her swimming tournaments?? Surely, SURELY, she wasn't expected to just not visit her beloved abraxans for a whole year. It was distressing. It was awful. She obviously wanted to see what Hogwarts was all about but was the price really worth it?? She didn't think so. But getting her wand, this part she was excited about. She shuffled in behind Billie (after a final wave to mum n' dad, bye bye) with an *"I'm right here* Bill," and a tired, instinctive eye roll. Bray blinked slowly and took in the shop, a hand on her sister's elbow. Quaint, because it's Diagon Alley and everything is quaint, but also warm and inviting. She liked the mess. Great mess. After stepping back to allow the tape to measure her sister without interruption (that flick to her fingers wholly unnecessary by the way, she'd have let go of Bill's arm if it had just given her a second!!!), Brayla stood obediently as the overeager measuring device measured the most absurd bits of her body. Her toes (nails painted sparkly periwinkle weren't they cute??) had nothing to do with her wand?? Weird. "Do you think this same tape measured dad's toes too?"** Brayla asked, resisting the urge to kick it. Because that would be rude. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end