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open post~ Meredith held a large bag of sweets in her hand that she had just purchased at the counter. Sweets were something she didn't get to buy very often, but after saving her money she had finally been able to. Her fifth year was about to begin, which meant she'd have to take her exams at the end of the year. It was something she was not looking forward to. She walked to the exit of the shop, thinking about how and where to conceal the bag from the other residents at Stemp House when she came to an abrupt halt. The gumball machines had caught her attention. She reached into her pocket with her free hand, looking for any spare change. |
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As she stepped through the door, she nearly collided with another girl about her age by the gumball machine. “Oh! Hi,” she said, stepping aside just in time. She remembered seeing the other girl around school but hadn’t talked to her much. What was her name? Something with an M… “Meredith, right?” |
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Meredith crouched down to eye-level with the gumball machine after finding the money in her pocket and inserting the coin. She turned the handle at the front and waited... and waited.... and waited... The Gryffindor frowned as her prize did not fall, and she shook the machine slightly as the shop door opened up. She completely missed the other girl's apology because she was too preoccupied with slapping the top of the gumball machine in the hopes of causing her prize to fall down and only looked up when she heard her name. "I'm not doing anything!" she said, turning around and holding her hands up. "Sorry. I thought you worked here..." Meredith recognized the girl from class and was certain they were in the same year. But her name had slipped her mind completely. "That's me, yea" she nodded, leaning her arm on top of the gumball machine to guard it in case a snot-nosed kid wanted to try it and claimed HER prize. "You're a Ravenclaw, right?" |
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She shook her head in reply to the question. “No, I’m in Hufflepuff,” she said. Though she was flattered to be mistaken for a Ravenclaw. Most people thought she wasn’t smart enough for that house! “I’m Desiree,” she introduced herself, unsure if Meredith already knew her name. Her blue eyes momentarily flicked toward the gumball machine on which the other girl rested her arm. “Is there something wrong with that machine?” |
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As the girl mentioned that she was actually in Hufflepuff, her face gradually began to match her red hair, and she turned her face to look at the gumball machine. That was rather embarrassing. "Oh right, sorry, I am terrible at remembering faces" she half-chuckled. Meredith removed her arm from the gumball machine and knelt down to turn the lever once more. "Yes, I think it is busted or! or! hear me out!" she suddenly jumped up to her feet and leaned closer to the other girl and held a hand before her hand before she whispered; "They are trying to scam us!" She nodded her head importantly. |
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Her bright blue eyes darted from Meredith to the gumball machine and back again as she considered the scam theory. “I guess it’s possible,” she said. “Stranger things have happened.” Looking at the machine again, a thought occurred to her. “Do you mind if I take a closer look? Maybe we can figure a way to get it out. I promise I won’t take your gumball.” |
Betony <3 Violeta was EXCIIIIIIITED! Not only has she been attending quidditch practices and getting to know all of her new teammates, and spending time with Momo, but she got to hangout with one of her favorite people! The brunette skipped right into the sweet shop as a kind gentleman held the door open for her. After waving a thank you at them, she waited patiently by the door, adjusting her white crop top and cute jean shorts. See, she’s typically not one to arrive early to places, she liked making grand entrances, but she wanted to be here when Betony arrived. She was aware her bestie didn’t like big crowds and Diagon Alley was bustling right now. She also low-key wanted to impress Betony that she WAS capable of arriving early. Violeta didn’t have the best track record for making it on time for classes at school. |
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Which is why she slipped fairly easily through the crowd, and only had to wait, like, two minutes outside of the shop to ensure her heartrate had calmed down enough. Betony didn't expect Vio to be there already, and so when she pushed the door open she was surprised, and relieved. "Violeta, hey," the red head grinned wide, one reserved for about two people in her life. "I hope you've not been waiting long." If Betony had had a watch, she would have been checking it, but alas, now she was just worried that she was late. |
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"Hiiiii!" Violeta could tell she surprised Betony, and it made her bounce on the balls of her feet. Her plan had worked and she felt super proud of herself. See, she could stick to things. Like meeting her best friend on time for a shopping trip! “Nope. I got here about five minutes ago,” she beamed. “Got here early, taaa-daaaah!” Her arms went up in the air, a celebration for herself. This was a rare occasion, to be honest. Even her parents had been surprised she had announced she was ready half an hour before the original leaving time. Her hair had been nicely done, she had her purse and a fully charged phone inside it. Was she showing off for Betony? Probably. Had she missed her best friend? YES. |
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"How is your summer going?" Betony assumed it would be busy, what with Vio's popularity, her new (or forthcoming?) siblings and Quidditch camp. She still hadn't decided what sport she wanted to try, and had stuck to the baking and cooking classes that Stemp House offered. |
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When it came to exits and familiarizing oneself to their surroundings, Violeta was similar. It was her dad's words of Constant Vigilance that rang in her mind. Well. At most times. Usually when she was with Momo she didn't feel the need to be on the lookout because he was tall and strong "It's going," she said, toning it down a little as she led Betony down the chocolate aisle. "Quidditch is amazing. Home–it's a little loud with all of the babies." One toddler and twin babies to be exact. And that meant her parents' attention was focused on them because they were tiny, and Violeta understood. At least, she tried. "But it's okay. My abuelita is coming to visit for a few weeks," she grinned. "What about you? What have you been up to?" *abuelita = grandmother. |
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The mention of her grandmother sent a pang into Betony's heart, but she couldn't begrudge Violeta of the time spent with her. After all, she knew more than most that a relationship with a grandmother was the most precious. "I bet that will be nice," she said, thinking that it must be strange to be living so far from her now. |
Open post <3 BROOKSIE B WAS ON A MISSION!! ... with Miss Lumi Wren not far behind, of course. As much as he believed he was old enough (ELEVEN!!! HOGWARTS AGED!!) to be on his own now, his mum and dad had other ideas. Though, if he had to have a babysitter, he was glad it was Lumi. It wasn't long before the young brunette dragged the older blonde toward the sweet shop, chattering non stop the entire way. It wasn't every day that you had to load up on sweets for a train ride and an entire school semester. He may have had Harlow, Lumi, Cecily, and Luna all promise to send him plenty of goodies to hold him over for his time away from them, making sure to discuss with each sister privately in order to maximize his care package quota. He had yet to get his parents in on it too but you best believe he'd be sweet talking them into sending stuff too. He only stopped his chatter to inhale the sweet smell of... well.. sweets, giving Lumi a bright eyed literal-kid-in-a-candy-shop look as he bolted into the store, heading for the gum first. He needed something to chew as he loaded his basket with everything else. |
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Sensible wasn’t exactly in her vocabulary and off to Sugarplums she skipped with the intention of buying a whole plethora of sweets that her Mum’s wouldn’t usually allow her to have, sugar being bad for her and all. But her Ma in her ready to pop state had been indulging in a sweet treat or two herself, she’d found the wrappers in the bin that morning. The bell above the door rang as she pushed it open only to see a surprisingly empty store with the exception of a small child who looked almost as excited over the candy as she did. Poor kid didn’t know what was coming. “HI SMALL CHILD” the blonde beamed. |
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His hands nearly shot up to his ears to cover them. Surely, she couldn't be talking to him? But as he looked around, he noticed that there were exactly zero other people in the shop, save for the shopkeeper. Once he was done looking around, he pointed to himself. "Me?" Wait a second. Did she call him small? SCOFF. "I'm not small!!!!" |
for Laura and Reubdolf the Red-Nosed Puffdeer It was hard, having to convince Papŕ to let him go out to Diagon Alley on his own. So hard, that Elio still hadn't managed it, even though he was ten and a half already, which was practically of age. Even coming here with Reuben had been a fight, but Candela was away on business or something maybe, and Papŕ had a work thing, and obviously school was also out for summer, and on these days Elio had to go to whoever could watch him. That, or go into the Ministry with Papŕ and just sit around waiting. Sometimes it was fun, if Charles was free to pass the time with him, but that wasn't always and really what was extra fun about it was when he was out of school. Missing summer though? Not that fun. So it all amounted to Elio hanging out with Reuben for the day. Not being watched by him, mind you. They were hanging out. Equals. At least, that's what Elio was choosing to view this as. While it suited. Having insisted really very ardently that they come to Sugarplum's on this excursion to Diagon Alley, Elio waited until they were heading in through the sweet shop door before leaping up onto Reuben's back for a surprise piggyback ride. He clung tight, like a tree frog, in case Reuby toppled or dropped him. "What's your favourite thing in here? Not including me." |
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It was ironic that Aurora was calling him small seeing as she was only 5’1 herself and far shorter than her peers. “You’re small in age. Are you at Hogwarts? I don’t know you.” Not that she knew every student at the school but she did know a lot. Or more like she inflicted her company on many a student whether they wanted her company or not. |
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The insistence of a trip to Sugarplums was enthusiastically agreed upon by the Hufflepuff, though he was surprised by the other boy suddenly clinging to him. Used to such behaviour from his brothers meant he grabbed the younger boys legs automatically, adjusting his grip before hesitating at the first shelves. He didn't say anything, or point out that he was happy to give piggybacks and didn't need to be surprised by them, because he didn't really think to. And he was too busy considering the question, and the rows of sweets in front of them. "You don't even make the top ten," Reuben couldn't help but tease. "I dunno, there's loads. And I change my mind basically every day. But at the moment....." he paused, letting go of Elio with one hand to grab a pack of Puckering Sour Swirls. "I like these. And Droobles." Maybe another packet. Yes. Though his mind changed, sour sweets maintained the top spot like, eighty percent of the time. "What's yours?" |
Ally & Vesper! <3 This ten year old was having a difficult time not letting his jaw drop as he continued to explore Diagon Alley with his adoptive sister. Viano Valentino had been excited about this trip and he was over the moon his papas had agreed to let Vesper be the one who gave him the grand tour. He clung to her hand, keen on not being separated from her because if he got lost… well, he didn’t want to think about that. Vi just wanted to enjoy all the sights and as many products as he could. Bouncing on his feet, he pointed to the sign of a shop. “Sugarplums,’’ he read, then gazed up at Vesper. “That’s where Papa Renner worked, si?” he asked, his Italian accent heavy. Vi liked that Papa Renner had his own sweet shop now though. It just meant more fun for this kiddo in the form of him getting to hang out at the shop and learn the art of sweet-making. When he wasn’t with Papa Raju during the man’s Quidditch coaching time, that is. “Can we go?” But Viano was already pulling Vesp into the shop without waiting for an answer. |
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The nearly fourteen year old had been thrilled that she was the one being trusted with her brother today and making sure that he had the very best time. "Si," Ves, nodded her head. She had been trying hard to learn Italian and she had the very best teacher now that she was home. "Of course, it's still one of my favorite shops even if papa doesn't work here anymore." Just because papa had his own shop now, it didn't mean that they couldn't get themselves some sweets from Sugarplums and see which ones they enjoyed most. Giggling softly, Vesper quickened her steps so they could enter the shop together, her hand still keeping a good hold of his for now. |
SPOILER!!: Big sis! <3 Vesper might like not being the baby anymore but still, Vi hadn’t meant to usurp the title. He was very much relieved to find out that she was thrilled that he had been adopted even if she had to give up said title. One thing he had learnt about Ves, it was that she was a good sport. He liked that, he liked her. She just might be his favourite. Bene. Fine. Vesper was his favourite. Just what had sealed that deal? The fact that she had attempted to learn his native language very shortly after they met. Vi was teaching her and in his opinion, his sister was an excellent student. “True. He won’t mind. Papa Renner’s too nice to be petty.” Which was why this young fella had no qualms about dragging Vesper with him. Hadn’t she wanted to come along, then she wouldn’t be holding his hand so securely. The strong scents of sweets assaulted {in a good way} his nostrils the moment he set foot in the shop. Vi immediately recognised a few, having spent so much time learning the basics of sweet making with Papa Renner. “Let’s go through this aisle!’’ Viano enthused, pointing to one at random. He would lead the way if necessary. |
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Oh, my! No one tell her this! Surely that would very much go to her head in the best of ways! She couldn't help it. Italian was a beautiful language and being in Italy had made her want to learn to speak it. But meeting Viano, now that was what had really pushed her into learning it. "That's right. Papa would want you to see where he had worked and for you to try some of the shops candies and fudge." Then Vi could decide which he preferred, Sugarplums or Papa's. Not to worry, anywhere her little brother wanted to go today, Ves was sure to be going with him. This day was all about him. "You're the leader today, I'm simply following you," the young teenager giggled as she let herself be led towards the aisle in mention. "If you see anything you want to try just let me know." This was said as she grabbed a basket from the stack at the front of an aisle with her free hand. "Do you have a favorite sweet or anything yet?" They could maybe get their favorites and something new too? |
SPOILER!!: Big sis! <3 Then they would be the youngest siblings together. Weren’t the youngest the most spoilt? This was what Viano had heard at least and if he thought about it now, he was certainly experiencing it. Those papas of his certainly played a huge part in getting him what he wanted, as did Vesper. But Vi knew he was fortunate and he could have easily continue living at the orphanage without his newfound luxuries hadn’t it been a meeting between him and the Thanatos family and papa Raju some summers ago. For this reason, he was never, ever going to be stuck up about it. What definitely was one of his favourite things about being adopted was that he had gotten a sister like the girl beside him. She made him laugh and kept him happy that often he forgot that he had been sibling-less for almost ten years. Vesper was so good already at his language that Vi felt comfortable conversing in Italian most of the time with her. Which is why he switched to it now. “I already prefer Papa’s,’’ he remarked, unknowingly answering her unvoiced thought. One could say that he was even developing a sweet tooth now. “Don’t you mean babysitting me?” the ten year old asked sassily. Yes, he had Papa Raju’s sass. Vi was saved from commenting further on that matter as he eyed all the sweets on display in the aisle with wide eyes. “Can we buy some of everything?” No, he was just joking. Viano shifted uncomfortably; being able to buy whatever his heart desired was still new to him. It still worried him that he might overspend, though his papas had assured him that this would never be the case. “I like chocolate.” Vi suddenly broke into giggles, a habit he had picked up from Vesper. “White chocolate. Papa Renner keeps a whole lot of them for Papa Raju and I’m allowed to have at times.” Papa Raju was addicted to all things white chocolate and it seemed Vi was on his way to it as well. “Can we try that?” A finger pointed to the fudge section, to the peanut butter and jelly flavour. |
The cutest little bro! <3 Truthfully, she was rather spoiled but so were both Vera and Vasco when she really thought about it. Papa had done his best to give them all the things that they had wanted within reason. This was how it was always going to be for Viano now as well. He was her brother, their brother. One of them. Together they would the youngest siblings and stand by one another through anything. Vesper would always look out for him just as the older siblings looked out for her. This wasn't always the case. She really tried her best to learn as much as she could from him. There were still times when she struggled with speaking the language. For some reason it was easier to understand then speak but she was still decent at it. "Well that's good because so do I." Their papa made the best sweets and no one else's could compare but it was always fun to try to see if she could find something that came close. "Babysit? I don't see a baby anywhere?" Ves, giggled pretending to look around. Her laughter continuing at the brothers next comment. Don't even joke in such ways sweet boy! Did he not know that she would let him get whatever he wanted? "You sound just like Vasco.." With a love of chocolate. "And now Raju!" A love of white chocolate too! How cute Vi was already taking on such similar traits as those in their families. Vesper's gaze shifted to the fudge, a smile spreading across her lips. "We sure can. What else would you like?" Have you tried ice mice before?" |
SPOILER!!: The most patient sibling! <3 His siblings may all be spoilt but it was difficult to notice because the three didn’t display any signs of being that way. Viano aimed to follow their lead. The three Thanatos children were certainly role models in their own way. However, he couldn’t really help it but be most motivated by Vesper. It was definitely the extra effort she continually made to help him adjust and not be homesick. Perhaps being most motivated by her was his way of reciprocating the energies and time she put into him. In Viano’s opinion, Vesper was more than capable of conversing with him in Italian, though sometimes she did use the wrong word and it left him momentarily bewildered by what she was really trying to say to him. The little guy grinned. “You and I are always in agreement about everything.” “Do you need glasses?” Vi quipped in zest. “I’m the baby!” He too giggled. See? Vesper’s habit had rubbed off on him. Who knew how many more would. “Do you think it’s a good idea to let Vasco take over the sweetshop when he’s older? I think more of the chocolates would be eaten rather than be sold.” He was joking of course, and he planned to tease his adoptive brother about it at some point. “What can I say?’’ Vi continued sassily. “I steal traits of the persons I like.” What else did he want? Viano shifted from foot to foot as he studied the displays. “Peanut butter and jellyfish and Chocolate dragon. It doesn’t have to be much. One piece is of each is enough for me…” Again, he was still adjusting to being able to get what he wanted with no questions asked. “Ice mice? Are they actual mice?” That possibility was quite disturbing. |
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