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Located on the south side of Diagon Alley, sandwiched in between Sugarplum's Sweets Shop and Janus Galloglass, is Cranville Quincey's Magical Junk Shop. The outside of this shop is nothing spectacular. A cardboard box labelled 'FREE STUFF' (containing bits of parchment that have already been doodled on and various items broken well beyond repair) rests on the cobbled street, serving an indicator of what kind of establishment this is.
Just beyond the door lays a maze of numerous bins, shelves, and racks holding various items with price tags tied onto them. To the left of the shop is where all second-hand clothing can be found for those who don't feel the need to purchase the pricey fabrics and accessories being sold at Madam Malkin's or Twilfitt and Tattings. The back is reserved for all kinds of books and reading material. Of course, they aren't nearly as top-quality as the ones Flourish and Blotts and other bookshops, but the amount you'll be paying for them is quite a bargain. Lastly, the right side of the shop is where you will find a large variety of miscellaneous items. Take your time browsing through these items as not even the shopkeeper remembers what all is here.
When you are ready to pay for your newfound treasures, make your way to the counter in the middle of the shop. On the counter itself, you will find a till and, oddly enough, a rubber chicken substituting as a bell. Typically the rubber chicken doesn't need to be squeezed as the shopkeeper is usually sleeping at the counter. But, in the event that the shopkeeper isn't around, give the chicken a good squeeze and he will be right over.
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Catherine liked going to Diagon Alley, as it was one of the places she knew there wouldn't be any Muggles, so she didn't have to be careful with what she said and what she did.
Not that... she could do a lot of magic yet, but... well, that wasn't the point she wished it was, though.
She followed her mother through the streets and stopped when the older witch came to a halt to have a look at some street stand of sorts. Catherine wasn't interested in whatever her mother was looking at, so she momentarily looked to her right and saw an... awful looking shop. It was a true mess. Yuck. The girl wrinkled her nose as she stepped closer to the window to see what in the world all of that was supposed to be.
Diagon Alley. All by herself! Roma Leigh Bracken felt like one powerful girl today. She had been able to convince her papa to allow her to explore the alley on her own. It was her birth month after all and, with the right convincing skills, she could easily persuade anyone that nine years old was a mature age. She only had a few days left. Adjusting her coat and hugging herself as she walked through the crowd, which wasn't as large as the shoppers during the summer (she loathed crowded places), Roma found herself at the south side of the street. Her brown eyes scanned the names of the various establishments until they fell on the signage that advertised free stuff. Of course, as psychological as it may go, low prices attracted many customers. How much more when something is free?
Roma took a closer look into the box and made a disgusted face at seeing a broken....was that a broken teapot? Why would anyone want that? It absolutely had zero use to both wizards and muggles. With her gloved hand, she reached inside and picked up an obviously ripped paper off a notepad. It had a name written on it and doodled hearts surrounding the name.
Must have been owned by a disgusting teenager. She was sure of it. If it were possible for this paper to have any smell, it would have stank of hormones. Ew.
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
Diagon Alley. All by herself! Roma Leigh Bracken felt like one powerful girl today. She had been able to convince her papa to allow her to explore the alley on her own. It was her birth month after all and, with the right convincing skills, she could easily persuade anyone that nine years old was a mature age. She only had a few days left. Adjusting her coat and hugging herself as she walked through the crowd, which wasn't as large as the shoppers during the summer (she loathed crowded places), Roma found herself at the south side of the street. Her brown eyes scanned the names of the various establishments until they fell on the signage that advertised free stuff. Of course, as psychological as it may go, low prices attracted many customers. How much more when something is free?
Roma took a closer look into the box and made a disgusted face at seeing a broken....was that a broken teapot? Why would anyone want that? It absolutely had zero use to both wizards and muggles. With her gloved hand, she reached inside and picked up an obviously ripped paper off a notepad. It had a name written on it and doodled hearts surrounding the name.
Must have been owned by a disgusting teenager. She was sure of it. If it were possible for this paper to have any smell, it would have stank of hormones. Ew.
As Catherine was looking throw the display window, she noticed from the corner of her eye that someone was rummaging through a box.
She sent whomever that was her usual side-eyes as she observed... a girl who seemed her age. When said girl lifted a piece of parchment, Catherine couldn't help but finally turn her head to have a better look. That was when she noticed the name with several love hearts drawn around it.
The young brunette pulled a disgusted face at the sight because it was all very disgusting. A ripped piece of parchment in a box full of actual rubbish. Why would anyone want anything from there!? Disgusting!
Catherine's gaze went from the parchment to the girl holding it to see what she was going to do with it.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
As Catherine was looking throw the display window, she noticed from the corner of her eye that someone was rummaging through a box.
She sent whomever that was her usual side-eyes as she observed... a girl who seemed her age. When said girl lifted a piece of parchment, Catherine couldn't help but finally turn her head to have a better look. That was when she noticed the name with several love hearts drawn around it.
The young brunette pulled a disgusted face at the sight because it was all very disgusting. A ripped piece of parchment in a box full of actual rubbish. Why would anyone want anything from there!? Disgusting!
Catherine's gaze went from the parchment to the girl holding it to see what she was going to do with it.
Still holding the paper, Roma inspected it for any other trace of writing and there was nothing. It had only been doodled with a name and all those mushy hearts. To her, it spoke volumes of how the teenage mind worked. And she did not like it. Not one bit. After making one last quick scan of the paper, Roma dropped it back into the box. "Gross..." she said to herself. The paper no longer interested her, and the workings of a teenage mind weren't anything that appealed to her either. Did the minds of Lucy and Finlay, her only teenage cousins, work that way too? It was so weird. Teenagers were so weird.
The brunette looked back up and scanned the other awful things in display. How were the owners of this shop able to pay rent here? Did people actually buy things from this shop? Roma was baffled. It was only then she saw her reflection on the window, along with the reflection of another girl near her. She turned her head to the side and looked at the girl, whom she was aware was around her age as well.
With an eyebrow slightly raised, Roma hesitated before greeting her with a "Hi." Mama had always told her that staring at someone for too long was rude.
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
Still holding the paper, Roma inspected it for any other trace of writing and there was nothing. It had only been doodled with a name and all those mushy hearts. To her, it spoke volumes of how the teenage mind worked. And she did not like it. Not one bit. After making one last quick scan of the paper, Roma dropped it back into the box. "Gross..." she said to herself. The paper no longer interested her, and the workings of a teenage mind weren't anything that appealed to her either. Did the minds of Lucy and Finlay, her only teenage cousins, work that way too? It was so weird. Teenagers were so weird.
The brunette looked back up and scanned the other awful things in display. How were the owners of this shop able to pay rent here? Did people actually buy things from this shop? Roma was baffled. It was only then she saw her reflection on the window, along with the reflection of another girl near her. She turned her head to the side and looked at the girl, whom she was aware was around her age as well.
With an eyebrow slightly raised, Roma hesitated before greeting her with a "Hi." Mama had always told her that staring at someone for too long was rude.
Catherine quietly approved of the other girl's reaction to the piece of parchment, although she simply kept watching her. The girl has even stated her feelings verbally, though Catherine could tell she thought it was gross just by the way the girl was looking at what she was holding.
The small brunette now side-eyed the shop as the other girl looked at the display window as well, but her gaze soon was back on the mystery girl as she said 'hi'.
Catherine blinked, slightly taken aback she was being spoken to by a stranger. She studied the girl for a few seconds before gazing back down at the box, only to look back up at the girl. "Hi." She finally said, keeping her eyes on the girl whose name she didn't know.
She had also been told staring was rude, but Catherine did a lot of it anyway. She was doing it again, in fact. This girl seemed alright, as she so far showed she knew bad things from good ones, so Catherine wasn't going to send her judgy looks. She was simply observing the girl and sometimes looking through the display window again, wondering if the girl was going to pick something else up to look at.
That bird cage looked ghastly, by the way.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Catherine quietly approved of the other girl's reaction to the piece of parchment, although she simply kept watching her. The girl has even stated her feelings verbally, though Catherine could tell she thought it was gross just by the way the girl was looking at what she was holding.
The small brunette now side-eyed the shop as the other girl looked at the display window as well, but her gaze soon was back on the mystery girl as she said 'hi'.
Catherine blinked, slightly taken aback she was being spoken to by a stranger. She studied the girl for a few seconds before gazing back down at the box, only to look back up at the girl. "Hi." She finally said, keeping her eyes on the girl whose name she didn't know.
She had also been told staring was rude, but Catherine did a lot of it anyway. She was doing it again, in fact. This girl seemed alright, as she so far showed she knew bad things from good ones, so Catherine wasn't going to send her judgy looks. She was simply observing the girl and sometimes looking through the display window again, wondering if the girl was going to pick something else up to look at.
That bird cage looked ghastly, by the way.
Hmm. Apparently this other girl wasn't a talker. Roma didn't mind. She herself didn't really talk to strangers either, and had only greeted the other girl because she had stared at her for more than five seconds. It would have been weird. So when the other girl replied with greeting too, Roma was slightly taken aback as well. She instead looked back at the shop displays.
Broken wands. Red remembralls. Very tattered trousers. Magazines from Merlin knows what year, perhaps they were even older than Roma herself. She had no idea why she was even scanning them. Not likely she was going to beyond anything from this shop.
Taking one last gaze down the box filled with useless parchments and broken-beyond-repair objects, Roma looked back again at the girl and said nothing verbally. She just looked at her for two seconds, an unspoken invitation to head inside as well, before walking into the shop. The brunette wondered what other horrendous things they had for sale in here. There had to be better things than broken teapots inside.
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
Hmm. Apparently this other girl wasn't a talker. Roma didn't mind. She herself didn't really talk to strangers either, and had only greeted the other girl because she had stared at her for more than five seconds. It would have been weird. So when the other girl replied with greeting too, Roma was slightly taken aback as well. She instead looked back at the shop displays.
Broken wands. Red remembralls. Very tattered trousers. Magazines from Merlin knows what year, perhaps they were even older than Roma herself. She had no idea why she was even scanning them. Not likely she was going to beyond anything from this shop.
Taking one last gaze down the box filled with useless parchments and broken-beyond-repair objects, Roma looked back again at the girl and said nothing verbally. She just looked at her for two seconds, an unspoken invitation to head inside as well, before walking into the shop. The brunette wondered what other horrendous things they had for sale in here. There had to be better things than broken teapots inside.
As Catherine looked inside the shop, she felt the other girl was suddenly looking at her again. At first she glanced at her from the corner of her eye, then she turned her head to see what the girl was actually doing when... she went into the shop after a moment of silent communication.
The eight year-old's curiosity had now been triggered, and after looking over her shoulder at her mother, Catherine walked into the shop after the other girl.
Immediately making a face (was it just her or it smelled a little in there?), the little girl looked around with a disgusted look. Without touching anything, she moved inside the shop, but always staying near the door. Catherine sent suspicious looks towards the counter every now and then because that was indeed a very weird shop. Dodgy looking, even.
Ew, who would ever buy hand-me-down clothes?? "Gross." She muttered under her breath, sending all the judgy looks at those rummaging through the clothes.
One of the bent animal cages caught her attention, though, and Catherine moved closer to it. Bringing her face to the same level of the object, she studied it for a few seconds. Who would put their pet in something like this?
Who in the world would ever buy anything form this shop!? Catherine would never even take anything from there for free. Yuck.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
As Catherine looked inside the shop, she felt the other girl was suddenly looking at her again. At first she glanced at her from the corner of her eye, then she turned her head to see what the girl was actually doing when... she went into the shop after a moment of silent communication.
The eight year-old's curiosity had now been triggered, and after looking over her shoulder at her mother, Catherine walked into the shop after the other girl.
Immediately making a face (was it just her or it smelled a little in there?), the little girl looked around with a disgusted look. Without touching anything, she moved inside the shop, but always staying near the door. Catherine sent suspicious looks towards the counter every now and then because that was indeed a very weird shop. Dodgy looking, even.
Ew, who would ever buy hand-me-down clothes?? "Gross." She muttered under her breath, sending all the judgy looks at those rummaging through the clothes.
One of the bent animal cages caught her attention, though, and Catherine moved closer to it. Bringing her face to the same level of the object, she studied it for a few seconds. Who would put their pet in something like this?
Who in the world would ever buy anything form this shop!? Catherine would never even take anything from there for free. Yuck.
Roma was mistaken. Despite hating it when her judgment on everything was deemed wrong, she would personally admit at this moment that she truly was mistaken.
There was nothing better than broken teapots inside. In fact, when she entered the shop, everything just seemed a lot more worse than from outside. The books, she would let be. Some literary texts were rather costly at Flourish and Blott's, though she highly doubted the books in here had complete pages or were of readable quality. Other than that, all other items in the shop were unforgivable.
When she turned to the left, Roma made a face and eyed all clothing for sale. What was she supposed to do with a holey pair of socks? Or a ripped pair of gloves? None of those would help anyone survive the winter, and winter was coming. The brunette tried to keep all her comments to herself until she saw a pile of worn underwear on display. Worn underwear. People have used those. She couldn't help but RETCH LOUDLY at the sight and thought of anyone using...someone else's....ugh. Ew. Disgusting.
.........And why was there a rubber chicken on the counter? Was that for sale too? This shop was outrageous.
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
Roma was mistaken. Despite hating it when her judgment on everything was deemed wrong, she would personally admit at this moment that she truly was mistaken.
There was nothing better than broken teapots inside. In fact, when she entered the shop, everything just seemed a lot more worse than from outside. The books, she would let be. Some literary texts were rather costly at Flourish and Blott's, though she highly doubted the books in here had complete pages or were of readable quality. Other than that, all other items in the shop were unforgivable.
When she turned to the left, Roma made a face and eyed all clothing for sale. What was she supposed to do with a holey pair of socks? Or a ripped pair of gloves? None of those would help anyone survive the winter, and winter was coming. The brunette tried to keep all her comments to herself until she saw a pile of worn underwear on display. Worn underwear. People have used those. She couldn't help but RETCH LOUDLY at the sight and thought of anyone using...someone else's....ugh. Ew. Disgusting.
.........And why was there a rubber chicken on the counter? Was that for sale too? This shop was outrageous.
Thing was... Catherine was actually horrified. The clothes? The clothes!!?? She couldn't get over that. Ew! Who would buy (and wear!!) something that had already been worn by someone else! And she bet some of those had belonged to grubby, snotty boys too. Eeewwww!
Her gaze followed the other girl's when the other kid retched and she noticed she was looking at... hand-me-down underware!! No wonder. Catherine's usual judgy neutral expression was nowhere to be seen as all that was plastered on her face was a look of utter disgust. She didn't retch, though, because that was too loud for her liking. Also she was sure people would look at her if she did. Not really what she wanted, really.
Shaking her head, she turned away before she saw someone actually touching the old, used underware with the intention to buy them. Ew, ew, ew.
Her attention moved back to the cage as the other girl looked towards the counter. Catherine bet they also had fish tanks, but they were probably broken or something. Probably in a state no one would be able to use them. Merlin, what a useless shop. She shook her head again, although her more judgy neutral expression was back on.
Should she touch it? She wasn't sure. What if she caught some sort of disease? Or what if it broke even more? What if the shopkeeper thought she was about to steal something? Catherine couldn't have any of that happen. So she didn't touch it. She simply looked intently at it, almost as if trying to make it melt with her hard stare.
Sadly she wasn't great at wandless magic... yet.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Quote:
Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Thing was... Catherine was actually horrified. The clothes? The clothes!!?? She couldn't get over that. Ew! Who would buy (and wear!!) something that had already been worn by someone else! And she bet some of those had belonged to grubby, snotty boys too. Eeewwww!
Her gaze followed the other girl's when the other kid retched and she noticed she was looking at... hand-me-down underware!! No wonder. Catherine's usual judgy neutral expression was nowhere to be seen as all that was plastered on her face was a look of utter disgust. She didn't retch, though, because that was too loud for her liking. Also she was sure people would look at her if she did. Not really what she wanted, really.
Shaking her head, she turned away before she saw someone actually touching the old, used underware with the intention to buy them. Ew, ew, ew.
Her attention moved back to the cage as the other girl looked towards the counter. Catherine bet they also had fish tanks, but they were probably broken or something. Probably in a state no one would be able to use them. Merlin, what a useless shop. She shook her head again, although her more judgy neutral expression was back on.
Should she touch it? She wasn't sure. What if she caught some sort of disease? Or what if it broke even more? What if the shopkeeper thought she was about to steal something? Catherine couldn't have any of that happen. So she didn't touch it. She simply looked intently at it, almost as if trying to make it melt with her hard stare.
Sadly she wasn't great at wandless magic... yet.
The retch was intentional, but how loud it came out was purely involuntary and even Roma was unimpressed with herself at how audible it had been. Do better, Roma Leigh.
But when another customer actually had the audacity—Roma loved using big words that she just learned or read off somewhere—to pick up one of the underwear. The brunette strongly disapproved given there might be sanitary issues with that. Not that she doubted these kinds of shops didn't make sure of it. She highly doubted, to be honest. Turning away from it, she scoffed and went to focus on some other less horrid displays.
What was that sound? Ultimately removing her attention from the rubber chicken, Roma could hear a faint whistling sound from the right side of the shop. Curious, as always, she followed the sound that was slightly annoying her because it kept going on and on non-stop. Until she found the source of the whistling and it wasn't a person—it was a sneakoscope. Roma picked it up and was half tempted to throw it away because she didn't think anyone would be a broken and loud sneakoscope.
She was thankful she wore gloves today. Can't risk getting dirt and filth on her fingers with all this stuff in here.
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
With it not being the busy shopping season in Diagon Alley, Ryan gladly took advantage of the many opportunities he had to sneak in a nap here and there. Today was no different. In fact, business had been so quiet that day that he had retrieved to the private area in the back and fallen asleep, leaning back as much as he could in the sole office chair with his feet propped up on the desk.
Was he concerned that he would be robbed? No. If someone had the audacity to steal from a junk shop, then they were clearly desperate. And there was no way anyone was going to run off with anything in his cash register very easily. Was sleep more important than the potential of losing out on a few sickles? Yes.
Nevertheless, the door was cracked open, but the ringing of the shop bell had gone unheard. Deep in sleep, the man carried on with his dream as he occasionally snored.
Benji had been sleeping too, right beside his master. The crup, though, had a far better sense of hearing and his head immediately shot up the moment he heard movement coming from the main part of the shop.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. His nose registered the smell of unfamiliar humans. Tongue sticking out and tail wagging, the dog went to go investigate. First his big head pushed open the door just a bit more, then he snuck the rest of his body through.
He continued to sniff until he saw the two lady humans. Benji noticed that one of them was holding something in her hand. Thinking she wanted to lay fetch, he suddenly barked at her with excitement. PLAY! THROW! HE WAS READY! The fact his tail was wagging violently now, knocking over a few items, was proof enough of that.
The retch was intentional, but how loud it came out was purely involuntary and even Roma was unimpressed with herself at how audible it had been. Do better, Roma Leigh.
But when another customer actually had the audacity—Roma loved using big words that she just learned or read off somewhere—to pick up one of the underwear. The brunette strongly disapproved given there might be sanitary issues with that. Not that she doubted these kinds of shops didn't make sure of it. She highly doubted, to be honest. Turning away from it, she scoffed and went to focus on some other less horrid displays.
What was that sound? Ultimately removing her attention from the rubber chicken, Roma could hear a faint whistling sound from the right side of the shop. Curious, as always, she followed the sound that was slightly annoying her because it kept going on and on non-stop. Until she found the source of the whistling and it wasn't a person—it was a sneakoscope. Roma picked it up and was half tempted to throw it away because she didn't think anyone would be a broken and loud sneakoscope.
She was thankful she wore gloves today. Can't risk getting dirt and filth on her fingers with all this stuff in here.
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Originally Posted by Zoe
With it not being the busy shopping season in Diagon Alley, Ryan gladly took advantage of the many opportunities he had to sneak in a nap here and there. Today was no different. In fact, business had been so quiet that day that he had retrieved to the private area in the back and fallen asleep, leaning back as much as he could in the sole office chair with his feet propped up on the desk.
Was he concerned that he would be robbed? No. If someone had the audacity to steal from a junk shop, then they were clearly desperate. And there was no way anyone was going to run off with anything in his cash register very easily. Was sleep more important than the potential of losing out on a few sickles? Yes.
Nevertheless, the door was cracked open, but the ringing of the shop bell had gone unheard. Deep in sleep, the man carried on with his dream as he occasionally snored.
Benji had been sleeping too, right beside his master. The crup, though, had a far better sense of hearing and his head immediately shot up the moment he heard movement coming from the main part of the shop.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. His nose registered the smell of unfamiliar humans. Tongue sticking out and tail wagging, the dog went to go investigate. First his big head pushed open the door just a bit more, then he snuck the rest of his body through.
He continued to sniff until he saw the two lady humans. Benji noticed that one of them was holding something in her hand. Thinking she wanted to lay fetch, he suddenly barked at her with excitement. PLAY! THROW! HE WAS READY! The fact his tail was wagging violently now, knocking over a few items, was proof enough of that.
Catherine's had stare was broken when she heard the other girl scoff. She looked at the other brunette curiously because that sounded like something her father did sometimes. It only made Catherine study the girl some more.
That wouldn't be the only noise in the shop, it seemed. And no, Catherine didn't mean the thing the other girl was holding. Was that a puppy? Her brown eyes widened as a crup came out from the door behind the counter, making her hard expression soften considerably. If one looked closely enough, they might even notice a slight hint of a smile on her lips.
The crup seemed like it wanted to play and as it looked and barked at whatever the other girl was holding, Catherine's gaze followed it as well, as she wondered what the girl would do next.
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AT THE HOGWARTS YULE BALL, YOU'LL BE HANGING OUT WITH....__________________ Maybe you'll dance, scour the buffet, or end up gossiping talking amongst yourselves!
You're happy to go with the flow and see where the Yule Ball takes you!
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Text Cut: Catherine and cruppy <3
Quote:
Originally Posted by Zoe
With it not being the busy shopping season in Diagon Alley, Ryan gladly took advantage of the many opportunities he had to sneak in a nap here and there. Today was no different. In fact, business had been so quiet that day that he had retrieved to the private area in the back and fallen asleep, leaning back as much as he could in the sole office chair with his feet propped up on the desk.
Was he concerned that he would be robbed? No. If someone had the audacity to steal from a junk shop, then they were clearly desperate. And there was no way anyone was going to run off with anything in his cash register very easily. Was sleep more important than the potential of losing out on a few sickles? Yes.
Nevertheless, the door was cracked open, but the ringing of the shop bell had gone unheard. Deep in sleep, the man carried on with his dream as he occasionally snored.
Benji had been sleeping too, right beside his master. The crup, though, had a far better sense of hearing and his head immediately shot up the moment he heard movement coming from the main part of the shop.
Sniff, sniff, sniff. His nose registered the smell of unfamiliar humans. Tongue sticking out and tail wagging, the dog went to go investigate. First his big head pushed open the door just a bit more, then he snuck the rest of his body through.
He continued to sniff until he saw the two lady humans. Benji noticed that one of them was holding something in her hand. Thinking she wanted to lay fetch, he suddenly barked at her with excitement. PLAY! THROW! HE WAS READY! The fact his tail was wagging violently now, knocking over a few items, was proof enough of that.
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Text Cut: Roma and cruppy!
Catherine's had stare was broken when she heard the other girl scoff. She looked at the other brunette curiously because that sounded like something her father did sometimes. It only made Catherine study the girl some more.
That wouldn't be the only noise in the shop, it seemed. And no, Catherine didn't mean the thing the other girl was holding. Was that a puppy? Her brown eyes widened as a crup came out from the door behind the counter, making her hard expression soften considerably. If one looked closely enough, they might even notice a slight hint of a smile on her lips.
The crup seemed like it wanted to play and as it looked and barked at whatever the other girl was holding, Catherine's gaze followed it as well, as she wondered what the girl would do next.
Roma was definitely silently judging the shopkeeper for being asleep. That was an easy way to get shoplifted. However, given the state of things and had she been the shopkeeper, she wouldn't mind people just getting things from here. For free. That was against the basic concept of a business but there was probably nothing one couldn't pay with a few galleons from their wallet.
....Except the shopkeeper was lucky he had a crup as company. To save him from shoplifters, of course, but that was a real crup. Roma had always wanted one and even asked for one for her birthday, but Mum and Dad wouldn't allow her to have one yet. The boredom in Roma's eyes was instantly wiped away, and it was replaced with a little light of enthusiasm. She couldn't have one, sure, but she could...play with one. Her dad wasn't around to stop her.
And the cruppy was looking at the Sneakoscope. Interesting.
Unable to find a suitable toy for him nearby and selectively ignoring that his forked tail was knocking things around, Roma looked at the cruppy again. "...Do you want it?" She wiggled the sneakoscope in front of him, hoping he would come closer to her.
The shopkeeper was a really heavy sleeper, wasn't he?
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With all the training and studying, Emilia didn't have much down time to just...be. She liked the constant action, the busy days that ended in her crashing on her bed only to wake up and do it all again. Today though, Emilia craved something else. She'd accompanied her grandmother to her appointment and then left to explore the alley, no real destination in mind.
The junk shop piqued her interest almost immediately, her love of old jewelry pushing her to slip inside and look around. The brunette removed her hat, thin fingers combing through her long hair as brown eyes scanned her surroundings. This was a place she could get lost in for a while and she was looking forward to seeing what she could find.
Apologies for this being so late. Thank you for your patience. <3
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Text Cut: Catherine & Roma
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Originally Posted by Hey Ju
Catherine's had stare was broken when she heard the other girl scoff. She looked at the other brunette curiously because that sounded like something her father did sometimes. It only made Catherine study the girl some more.
That wouldn't be the only noise in the shop, it seemed. And no, Catherine didn't mean the thing the other girl was holding. Was that a puppy? Her brown eyes widened as a crup came out from the door behind the counter, making her hard expression soften considerably. If one looked closely enough, they might even notice a slight hint of a smile on her lips.
The crup seemed like it wanted to play and as it looked and barked at whatever the other girl was holding, Catherine's gaze followed it as well, as she wondered what the girl would do next.
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Originally Posted by Kimothy
Roma was definitely silently judging the shopkeeper for being asleep. That was an easy way to get shoplifted. However, given the state of things and had she been the shopkeeper, she wouldn't mind people just getting things from here. For free. That was against the basic concept of a business but there was probably nothing one couldn't pay with a few galleons from their wallet.
....Except the shopkeeper was lucky he had a crup as company. To save him from shoplifters, of course, but that was a real crup. Roma had always wanted one and even asked for one for her birthday, but Mum and Dad wouldn't allow her to have one yet. The boredom in Roma's eyes was instantly wiped away, and it was replaced with a little light of enthusiasm. She couldn't have one, sure, but she could...play with one. Her dad wasn't around to stop her.
And the cruppy was looking at the Sneakoscope. Interesting.
Unable to find a suitable toy for him nearby and selectively ignoring that his forked tail was knocking things around, Roma looked at the cruppy again. "...Do you want it?" She wiggled the sneakoscope in front of him, hoping he would come closer to her.
The shopkeeper was a really heavy sleeper, wasn't he?
Ryan shifted in his sleep, still managing to miraculously not fall out of the chair and onto the door. Then again, his mid-day naps weren't an uncommon thing. One could argue that he was a professional at napping in arguably one of the least comfortable places one could think of. Even before owning the shop, he had years of practice of napping in some of the oddest of places.
The crup's bark did register in his mind. But, unsurprisingly, the. man figured this was all part of the dream he was having. Even if he knew he wasn't dreaming, Benji was barking all the time over every little thing. So he did not budge an inch from where he was in his office area.
"Zip it, Benji," the man murmured in his sleep before carrying on with another snore.
Did the crup notice that it had knocked over some merchandise onto the floor? No. Did he care that in the shop were total strangers and his master was still sound asleep? No. Was he going to listen to the murmuring that it had heard coming from the back room? No. Benji had his heart and soul set on one thing right now: playing.
Sneakoscope, a plush toy, a balled up pair of underpants, whatever they had on them and were willing to throw, Benji was ready to play. He was overdue when it came to getting all that energy he had in him out.
Another bark sounded in response to the woman's question. Yes, he wanted it! He panted excitedly, drool dripping on the floor, as his tail continued to wag, wag, wag. He gave the other woman a glance as well. Did she have anything for him to play with too?
Text Cut: Emilia
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow
With all the training and studying, Emilia didn't have much down time to just...be. She liked the constant action, the busy days that ended in her crashing on her bed only to wake up and do it all again. Today though, Emilia craved something else. She'd accompanied her grandmother to her appointment and then left to explore the alley, no real destination in mind.
The junk shop piqued her interest almost immediately, her love of old jewelry pushing her to slip inside and look around. The brunette removed her hat, thin fingers combing through her long hair as brown eyes scanned her surroundings. This was a place she could get lost in for a while and she was looking forward to seeing what she could find.
With the Quidditch World Cup just days away, Ryan was, for a change, being strategic about some of the items that he was selling. Many, many hours had been spent scouring through the piles and piles of junk, looking high and low for any Quidditch memorabilia that had seen better days or any items that would be beneficial for those that were staying at the campsite.
So far, a table near the counter had been set up, a sign reading "GET YOUR DISCOUNTED WORLD CUP ITEMS HERE!" Spread about this table were cracked Omnioculars, a few Sneakoscopes, various toy brooms (of which he wouldn't recommend flying above a foot off the ground), a number of old books about past Quidditch players, some bent trading cards, and a number of faded country flags.
Ryan had just come across a well-used tent that had been packed and tucked in a corner to add to the table when he noticed someone, a lady at that. "Hello, hello. Need help with anything? Looking for anything specific?" Of course, just browsing was fine. But he had pills to pay too, so the shopkeeper hoped she'd eventually be walking out with something.
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Originally Posted by Zoe
With the Quidditch World Cup just days away, Ryan was, for a change, being strategic about some of the items that he was selling. Many, many hours had been spent scouring through the piles and piles of junk, looking high and low for any Quidditch memorabilia that had seen better days or any items that would be beneficial for those that were staying at the campsite.
So far, a table near the counter had been set up, a sign reading "GET YOUR DISCOUNTED WORLD CUP ITEMS HERE!" Spread about this table were cracked Omnioculars, a few Sneakoscopes, various toy brooms (of which he wouldn't recommend flying above a foot off the ground), a number of old books about past Quidditch players, some bent trading cards, and a number of faded country flags.
Ryan had just come across a well-used tent that had been packed and tucked in a corner to add to the table when he noticed someone, a lady at that. "Hello, hello. Need help with anything? Looking for anything specific?" Of course, just browsing was fine. But he had pills to pay too, so the shopkeeper hoped she'd eventually be walking out with something.
"Hey." She'd just located the accessories and was looking over a beat up watch that reminded her of her dad's when she heard the shopkeeper and looked up, offering him a smile. "I guess I'm most interested in the jewelry, something gently worn." Most of the pieces looked like they'd been put through the ringer, at least at first glance. Setting the watch down with the others, she turned fully and considered the man, hoping he could help her find something that didn't look like it had been accidentally run over by the knight bus.
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow
"Hey." She'd just located the accessories and was looking over a beat up watch that reminded her of her dad's when she heard the shopkeeper and looked up, offering him a smile. "I guess I'm most interested in the jewelry, something gently worn." Most of the pieces looked like they'd been put through the ringer, at least at first glance. Setting the watch down with the others, she turned fully and considered the man, hoping he could help her find something that didn't look like it had been accidentally run over by the knight bus.
It took a while for Ryan to notice that the young lady standing there in front of him was holding some beat up watch that she likely had plucked from the mess of accessories. His main focus had been on that smile of hers, which he knew was her likely just being nice and everything, but it made him forget about that tent he had spotted a while ago and smile back at her.
"Jewelry, you say? Gently worn?" he replied to her. He did have plenty of gently worn things here, if one had the patience to look long and hard enough. "You've certainly come to the right place. Only downfall is that you have to dig around and, with a little luck, you'll find whatever it is you're looking for."
Luck indeed. There were mountains of accessories to sift through. Earrings (most likely without a pair, but you never know), sunglasses (he was wearing a pair he had found a while ago, so quite reliable if you asked him), necklaces and bracelets, anything you could imagine was there ... somewhere.
"Any specific kind of jewelry in mind?" Otherwise they, because he was willing to help her search if she wanted, could very likely be there all day.
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A magical junk shop? Elsa HAD to see what this was all about. She hadn't had a chance to do any shopping in this Diagon Alley place last year, since they'd still been in Japan at the time. So she was doing quite a bit of exploring this year - and this seemed like a GREAT place to start.
She walked in and began to look around, her eyes immediately falling on the jewelry. HMMM. So this was like a muggle thrift shop? But with some magical stuff too? Interesting. Maybe her dad could find some useful stuff for his business in here as well...
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School trousers... she needed school trousers and she needed school robes. Maybe someone at school could fix them for her. She couldn't go into Malkins to get this stuff without questions or coming into contact with a measuring tape and being touched. As she entered the shop, Odaline took the final bite of a sandwich she had pulled from a bin outside before wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.
She perused the place, the location of the robes and the trousers and a possible exit route when she had to run with them.
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Originally Posted by Zoe
It took a while for Ryan to notice that the young lady standing there in front of him was holding some beat up watch that she likely had plucked from the mess of accessories. His main focus had been on that smile of hers, which he knew was her likely just being nice and everything, but it made him forget about that tent he had spotted a while ago and smile back at her.
"Jewelry, you say? Gently worn?" he replied to her. He did have plenty of gently worn things here, if one had the patience to look long and hard enough. "You've certainly come to the right place. Only downfall is that you have to dig around and, with a little luck, you'll find whatever it is you're looking for."
Luck indeed. There were mountains of accessories to sift through. Earrings (most likely without a pair, but you never know), sunglasses (he was wearing a pair he had found a while ago, so quite reliable if you asked him), necklaces and bracelets, anything you could imagine was there ... somewhere.
"Any specific kind of jewelry in mind?" Otherwise they, because he was willing to help her search if she wanted, could very likely be there all day.
"I don't mind the search. Part of the fun, yeah?" Her mouth quirked and she moved on from the watches, her gaze once again surveying the merchandise. It was a bit like going on a treasure hunt, this was, and she enjoyed the challenge.
"I like necklaces. Perhaps a locket, if that's something you think you might have." She had one of her own at home, but she didn't feel right wearing it anymore, the picture inside of it too painful to look at. It was a reminder she didn't need.
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Originally Posted by Shanners
School trousers... she needed school trousers and she needed school robes. Maybe someone at school could fix them for her. She couldn't go into Malkins to get this stuff without questions or coming into contact with a measuring tape and being touched. As she entered the shop, Odaline took the final bite of a sandwich she had pulled from a bin outside before wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.
She perused the place, the location of the robes and the trousers and a possible exit route when she had to run with them.
She just needed to be back at Hogwarts.
Elsa was not usually one to have conversations with random strangers in random shops, but something about the girl nearby...stood out to her. Elsa was SURE she had seen her at school in the common room, which meant she was a Slytherin. Elsa hadn't exactly done the best job of making friends with people in her house. She had Ransom, sure, but other than that...no one, really. She thought that she had been making progress with Nina, but she was too busy focusing on her brother. Also, the girls dorm had basically been caught on fire and Nina had been in the middle of it. She didn't blame her for not talking to her after that even though she wasn't involved.
Long story short, Elsa needed more friends. SO...
"Cool stuff in this store, huh?" she asked the girl.
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
Elsa was not usually one to have conversations with random strangers in random shops, but something about the girl nearby...stood out to her. Elsa was SURE she had seen her at school in the common room, which meant she was a Slytherin. Elsa hadn't exactly done the best job of making friends with people in her house. She had Ransom, sure, but other than that...no one, really. She thought that she had been making progress with Nina, but she was too busy focusing on her brother. Also, the girls dorm had basically been caught on fire and Nina had been in the middle of it. She didn't blame her for not talking to her after that even though she wasn't involved.
Long story short, Elsa needed more friends. SO...
"Cool stuff in this store, huh?" she asked the girl.
Looking up from the trousers she was currently inspecting, Odaline shook her head. It wasn't cool to be broken or cool to have holes in. And it wasn't cool to have to buy these things because you couldn't pay for whole versions of things. "No." Simply put, it wasn't cool.
And Odaline simply did not have time for this girl who thought it was cool.
"Broken. Ruined." She showed the hole in the knees of the trousers to her before putting them back. Maybe she didn't need trousers that might cover her ankles after all.
Junk shops were full of curiosities, and Nova's mind was always curious, so it was only natural that she would step inside Cranville Quincey's during her trip to Diagon Alley. Her books had already been purchase, and she hadn't grown enough to warrant new uniform, so the rising sixth year found she had more than enough time to browse the shelves.
Even though most things everything within the shop seemed to have been well used loved, it didn't put Nova off. Books that had been read countless times and left with tattered covers and thumbed pages were often most interesting, and the jewellery was rather unique and pretty. As the latter caught her eye, she put the autobiography she'd been scanning under her arm and moved across to the bracelets. Maybe she could get one for Willow and Alexander.
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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley
Junk shops were full of curiosities, and Nova's mind was always curious, so it was only natural that she would step inside Cranville Quincey's during her trip to Diagon Alley. Her books had already been purchase, and she hadn't grown enough to warrant new uniform, so the rising sixth year found she had more than enough time to browse the shelves.
Even though most things everything within the shop seemed to have been well used loved, it didn't put Nova off. Books that had been read countless times and left with tattered covers and thumbed pages were often most interesting, and the jewellery was rather unique and pretty. As the latter caught her eye, she put the autobiography she'd been scanning under her arm and moved across to the bracelets. Maybe she could get one for Willow and Alexander.
Valencia enjoyed browsing. She had some extra pocket money if something struck her fancy, but she was perfectly happy just checking out all the stores to see if there was something she liked.
She was looking at bracelets when she noticed a girl about Connor's age. She didn't care much until she noticed the book the older girl was holding.
"There's books here?" she asked excitedly, looking around. The young Ravenclaw's eyes and face were lit up and bright.
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Valencia enjoyed browsing. She had some extra pocket money if something struck her fancy, but she was perfectly happy just checking out all the stores to see if there was something she liked.
She was looking at bracelets when she noticed a girl about Connor's age. She didn't care much until she noticed the book the older girl was holding.
"There's books here?" she asked excitedly, looking around. The young Ravenclaw's eyes and face were lit up and bright.
Nova had settled on a worn leather band with green stitching for Alexander, and was looking at the dainty silver bangles when she heard the voice. The excitement for books was definitely something Nova appreciated. She thought she recognised the younger girl as someone from her own house, and offered her a smile before pointing over to the shelves where she'd found the books.
"They're a little worse for wear," Nova warned, even offering the book under her arm out to show the younger girl. "But most of them have all of their pages."
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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley
Nova had settled on a worn leather band with green stitching for Alexander, and was looking at the dainty silver bangles when she heard the voice. The excitement for books was definitely something Nova appreciated. She thought she recognised the younger girl as someone from her own house, and offered her a smile before pointing over to the shelves where she'd found the books.
"They're a little worse for wear," Nova warned, even offering the book under her arm out to show the younger girl. "But most of them have all of their pages."
Valencia's eyes were still lit up when she glanced in the direction of the shelves. This. Was. Lifechanging.
"That gives them more personality, don't you think?" she asked excitedly. "I've always wanted to own a secondhand book. The thought of someone holding the same object and scribbling their own notes in the columns is truly amazing."
Of course, she was aware that not everyone who owned books wrote their own thoughts in them, which was probably why she didn't own any second hand books -- she didn't want to ruin the magic if (when) it didn't live up to her standards.
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