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Wood'sLittleFlower · 08-27-2024, 02:31 AM

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

Was it possible that these were even worse than the ones he had bought from Zonkos? He’d have to tell Astrid all about them when they got back to school, they had a ‘reputation’ to live up to after all. He was about to shuffle away from the carnage he had caused when the familiar voice of a yearmate cut through the pong-fog.

…………

Was she talking to HIM?

The Gryffindor whipped his head around to spot the (overdramatic) classmate retching over the smell. It took him a good few seconds of silence to process what she had said before the twelve year old erupted into a fit of laughter. “It’s not my fault, they should’ve been packaged better” he snorted, subtly kicking the offending box under the display in the hopes it may dissipate the aroma. His intentions, on this occasion anyway, were perfectly clear and he had not meant to cause such a scene when he was supposed to be hiding.

This was EXACTLY why she didn't come in here. She couldn't possibly fathom why anyone would want to smell such things or why they'd be simple minded enough to use cheap tricks and nasty smells when there were so many fun jinxes and hexes to play with instead.

HUFFS at him and rolls her eyes, hiding her nose in crook of her elbow. "They would've been safely in their package if you hadn't knocked into them!" So bloody CARELESS.

Was that LAUGHTER? Her blood was boiling.

08-27-2024, 02:31 AM	#39 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,958 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Graduated	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot Was it possible that these were even worse than the ones he had bought from Zonkos? He’d have to tell Astrid all about them when they got back to school, they had a ‘reputation’ to live up to after all. He was about to shuffle away from the carnage he had caused when the familiar voice of a yearmate cut through the pong-fog. ………… Was she talking to HIM? The Gryffindor whipped his head around to spot the (overdramatic) classmate retching over the smell. It took him a good few seconds of silence to process what she had said before the twelve year old erupted into a fit of laughter. “It’s not my fault, they should’ve been packaged better” he snorted, subtly kicking the offending box under the display in the hopes it may dissipate the aroma. His intentions, on this occasion anyway, were perfectly clear and he had not meant to cause such a scene when he was supposed to be hiding. This was EXACTLY why she didn't come in here. She couldn't possibly fathom why anyone would want to smell such things or why they'd be simple minded enough to use cheap tricks and nasty smells when there were so many fun jinxes and hexes to play with instead. HUFFS at him and rolls her eyes, hiding her nose in crook of her elbow. *"They would've been safely in their package if you* hadn't knocked into them!"** So bloody CARELESS. Was that LAUGHTER? Her blood was boiling. __________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e