I just need my wand yet" Blake explained to her, and it was after the most important item. "My dad keeps dragging his feet taking me to Ollivanders" He added, he had gotten directions from the older boy, but when he was outside the shop he saw his dad talking to that .... woman... and then was sent here with something for a bit. "I mean you can't start learning magic without it...." Blake trailed off. Ugh.. he sounded childish ... it would come with time he told himself. "I'm Blake by the way. Blake Ryan" He added extending his hand out to her. He hoped it wasn't too sticky from the ice cream.

"That has to be...." Wait, what was the word she was looking for now? It was on the tip of her tongue..."tough? That's the word, right? Sorry, English isn't my first language." she finished with an embarrassed smile. I mean, she knew enough, but sometimes she tripped over her words, like just then.

Oh, seventh year then. So, a couple of years her senior. "Oh, I ran into a few people from other countries already and thought I'd be sure..." That and back home they usually shopped for their things in either America or Mexico, so you know. It was better to be sure than to just assume, after all. "So, what's it usually like?" Yes, she did have a slight curious side, but he didn't want to talk about that, it was fine too.

"Oh, where are my manners?! My name is Dalia, I'm an exchange student from Cuba. What's your name?"

Welll hellllllllo there.....

Leon had seen the costumer come in, of course, he did. He took his order and they were slow enough that we could tell he was trying to figure things out. The only thing he wasn't sure of was if he should go and give his two knuts or if he should just keep cleaning. The shop was still so dirty, but it was getting better. Leon had spent day and night cleaning and cleaning.

"If you are looking to keep it simple I would say just chocolate chip, but if you want to get a little cray cray go for the sprinkles, strawberries, and peanut butter." Okay he couldn't pass up a chance to talk to a customer.

Nathaniel looked up and smiled. He seemed cheerful. He hadn’t really been paying enough attention to see the other man running about. Plastering on his best smile he nodded, “Can I get both in two different dishes?” He let out a low chuckle, his voice deeper than it looked for someone with his skinny stature. “I honestly cant decide...” He paused not catching his name, but he figured he owned the joint with the way he was walking around.

What a cutie, he wanted to do both just because Leon suggested, well, well well... he had come to the right place now didn't he. "I don't typically do this, but for you, I guess I'll make an exception." Who was he kidding he would probably do it for anyone, but he loved, loved, LOVED, making the customers feel special.

Sauntering back to the front he grabbed two dishes and turned to come back to the toppings area. Yes, Leon did like to make a scene when he moved around his shop, but who wouldn't?

"Now let's see, we can get you all the chocolate chips and then get a little risky." He poured chocolate chips into the first dish and then the second he scooped a few different things before handing them over to the man. "This should work out wonderfully."

Nate smiled, he watched every movement that was made to get his ice cream. It made a very natural smile form on his face. He hadn't felt that kind of happiness since the Quidditch World Cup, seeing kids faces light up and dance around their favorite players. It was an experience for sure.

Glancing down at the ice cream feeling his inner child unleash he couldn't even begin to describe the mouthwatering feeling of the simple scoops and the adventurous scoops. "This looks amazing..." he hadn't caught his name and felt terrible for it but was really hoping that he would offer it up freely. Maybe even sit for a chat since there weren't many others around yet.

Wasn't his job just wonderful? Where else could you make everyone happy with ice cream and chocolate chips? This was the best and Leon just squealed with delight as he said it looked amazing. "What endless possibilities we have when our creativity starts to flow." He had taken a bowl for himself and soon it was filled with nuts and berries with a small bit of chocolate fudge.

"I don't think I've seen you in here before if this your first time with us?" He hadn't owned the shop for too long, but maybe he didn't think he would miss such a handsome man coming into his shop.

Trying to decide between the two bowls of food he quickly decided to go for the one with chocolate chips. He took a bite and smiled about the endless possibilities when it came to creativity. He wasn't super creative, enough to make his job in the Marketing department of Quidditch interesting. "Wow, this is amazing." he licked a bit of the melted chocolate off his finger. He forgot how much he loved ice cream, he was reminded why he tried to limit just how much he had of it.

A smile crossed his face, "oh," he felt a blush creep into his cheeks. "Not first time, just very few visits. Usually I go with something tame." A chuckle escaped his lips as he watched the other man interact with him. "I'm starting to wonder if I made a mistake not coming in here more often. This stuff is so good." He looked back at Leon, "How long have you been a part of this place? I'm Nathaniel by the way" Wow he was unusually chatty and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing because he felt so at ease or if because this good looking guy was making him slightly nervous.

Leon watched the man as he decided, this was more exciting than Witch Weekly! The look on customers ' faces when they have just had the best ice cream in the Wizarding World was priceless to him, though getting their money for it was always good too.

When he went for the chocolate chips, Leo knew it was a good choice and he took a bite of his own creation. "Oh I see, well maybe this will be the start of a regular customer then." He could hope to see him in here more often. "We can get creative every time you come, maybe something new each time. I was thinking about doing a VIP customer card or something. You know those buy three get the fourth free type things." It was one of the many things he was thinking about.

"Oh I've owned it for about a year now. My brother and I own a restaurant a few streets over that has done well, but I wanted to try my hand at something different so here I am." He smiled and looked around, it was a good choice. "What is it that you do?"

Nate smiled. He hadn't had this much fun in a while, but then again he figured that was because he was extremely busy making sure things with the ministry went off without a hitch. "Oh that'd be nice. I think things like that go over really well with customers. Especially those who don't frequent places as often as in their youth." And yes he was talking about himself in that moment. But he acted more like a 60 year old man instead of the 30-something he actually is.

Nodding along to Leon telling him about his brother and their successful restaurant made him smile. Even though he wasn't usually a talker he found himself wanting more and more conversation with Leon. "Oh," He chuckled wiping his face with the napkin from the table. "I work over at the Ministry. I'm on the PR team for Quidditch." Blushes because while good at his job he hated talking about his accomplishments.

Harper and Lawraaaa <3
 

Spotting Léonne through the window, Harper hurried into Florean's. She was beaming as she swooped over to kiss her girlfriends cheek, before planting herself down in the seat next to her. "I haven't kept you long, have I?" the brunette asked, with only the smallest hint of worry in her voice - she'd checked her watch, and although she'd left work a little later than she'd planned she knew that she was still reasonably on time.

That somehow didn't stop her from asking though. Whether the question was habit or some deeply buried, subconscious worry, it didn't matter. Harper pressed on, "It's Tana's birthday soon, and I literally have no clue what to get her. I saw a cute mug with 'plant lady' on it, but she probably wouldn't get it." Her youngest sister was notoriously difficult to buy gifts for - the exquisite Champagne the couple had got her when she past her thesis presentation was probably still sat unopened, gathering dust in a corner.

"What else do we need? I really can't be bothered coming back next week, when all the kids are off."

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As he flashed through the door to the ice cream parlour, hopping on one foot as he did so. He could barely keep the grin off his face as he plopped himself on one of the white stools, beside a blonde girl he hadn't seen before.

He greeted her with a hundred watt smile, before going to fix his shoe on his foot and properly tying his lace, before he fell---again.

For the first time ever Trevor had been given the freedom to go out by himself, he had been looking forward to his 10th birthday since he was 5years old for this very reason! He would plead to do all the big kid stuff with his older brothers as a young one and his mom would always say- ‘yes when you are older’ ‘how older’ trevor would query despondently ‘hmmmm 10’ his mother would respond not wanting to crush his spirits too much.

The day had finally arrived it was bright, it was sunny, Trevor was feeling like a million dollars he bursts open the door of the ice cream parlour to find a blonde girl with a sundae and a whimsical looking boy, both around his age. ‘Hey’ how much was that sundae’ he asked walking over with a big grin on his face.

Trevors eyes beamed with joy ‘FRIENDS on his first day out’ he thought to himself excitedly.

“yes, my name is Trevor, I, I live a couple blocks from here, today is my birthday I’m 10 so my mom said I could go out on my own now as long as I don’t go more than 2 blocks from wherever my brothers are, one of my brothers is around the corner with, at- at his friend Josh’s place, Josh has a PlayStation, do you have any brothers and sisters? What’s your mom like, my mom is really nice”

He paused finally gasping for air, growing conscious of the seemingly unstoppable flow of his own mouth.

The excitement had gone all the way to his head and he had lost control of his mouth, this happens often to Trevor

*silence*.

Paulie & Tori & the kids???
 

An ice cream parlour was the perfect choice to have a family outing with the Frosters. Louisa had never imagined she'd say that sentence. As it turned out, Tori was capable of making cute little demons children. Huh. Who would've thought? That wasn't the point, though, the point was that the Chosen and the Foster families were... friends. Close friends. With Louisa's muggle families completely out of the pictures for over twenty years now, she had grown dependent on Paulie and his family. Christmas, holidays, venting off about marriage life and arguments with Legend, all were shared with Paulie and sometimes even Tori. So, these ice cream parlour outings were not an odd occurrence.

Legend wasn't with her, though, he usually joined but it had been a busy week for him at work, so she'd spared him from accompanying his two girls out today. Also, didn't want him to suffer babysitting their little terror today and brought Storm with her to the ice cream parlour.

"I hate ice cream," the six-year-old complained with her trademark frown on her face. "It's cold food." While Storm had her looks from her father, the similarities in her tone, attitude and mannerism were definitely all Louisa's. She did like aunt Tori's clothes, and uncle Paulie's jokes... so, yeah, she was here where cold food was served.

Louisa ignored her daughter for a moment, got a big table for them because let's face it, Paulie and Tori had like eleven kids. Okay, that was a lie, they had only two but they were so young, you'd feel there were more of them in the room, ya know? "It's delicious, all kids love ice cream." she answered easily, smiling subtly and pushing a paper of menu towards her daughter.

It had only taken one second for Gump's expression to go from *Hi world. Ice creaaaaaamm. save the whales* to *how could any halfway decent human being forget ice cream* then wha-wha- what are you talking about?, you must be one of those crazy chicks my brothers keep telling me about*.



Unlike the girl, the boy who had come in after him, seemed oddly familiar, maybe it was because Gump also had a habit of sometimes going a mile a minute when he was excited.

He hopped off the stool.

Never one to pass over opportunities and this certainly wasn't something that happened all the time. As he looked between the crazy blonde haired girl and the boy who had just barreled in right behind him, a truly mischievous grin formed on his face.

"Wanna go try and raid somewhere?"

Emmerson Nicole Justine Cambridge was about to discard just about everything this Trevor kid said--who cared, honestly? siblings were gross and sucked attention--but then he asked about her mum and as it so happened, this little girl was her mama's biggest fan. SHE was the sort of mother you bragged about and it made Emm feel big, even bigger than she already felt.

"My mum is the head of the whole of Magical Law Enforcement. She's in charge of practically everything. She can do anything." Emm finished with much resolve. In her mind, there was nothing her mother couldn't do. Her mum was every superhero every, combined, even when she was being super overprotective and annoying about it.

And now that she'd gotten through ensuring both boys understood they were losing by not having her mummy, she was ready to listen to whatever they'd been up to.

"A raid? In Diagon Alley? With all the aurors patrolling and mummy just outside? You'll get arrested for sure. Don't you two know anything that's happening?" She did. Her mum gave her the details, the ones she could understand. Emm lowered her voice in like fashion to someone sharing a ghost tail. The 10 year old leaned over the table some to appear more ominous. [b]"There's weird things happenin'.

omg you guyssssssss
 

Paulie was ALWAYS up for a lil ice cream meetup with his best pal, Louisa. It was a perk that she and Myth Legend also had a kid because that helped keep his and Tori's own little urchins occupied. He dropped his arm from his gorgeous, amazing, beautiful wife's shoulders only to play gentleman and open the door for his main squeeze. And the kids. No way Tino's chubby two-year-old hands could hold, much less open, a shop door, you know.

He followed his little family into the ice cream parlor and beamed at the sight of the former Ravenclaw. "Helen! Fancy meetin' you here," he said before proceeding to wrap her in a hug. He plopped a hand on Storm's head and mussed up her hair in proper old-person fashion. "All right there, squirt?"