He could have smacked him self 60 times where it would hurt the most. He was SUCH a git. How could he have forgotten for even a second! He tried to cover himself by saying quickly, "Don;t you have any aunst's uncle's or realtives? I was just making sure!" he said. He was so stupid! He tried to make up for it by giving her an "I-love-you-so-much" look.

Well, I mean, there are my dad's parents, but they're Muggles and don't really understand the whole magic thing. I think my mum and dad tried to explain it, but they didn't know about it when my mum and dad got married. So, when I was jumping so high on my bed at their house that I could touch the ceiling, they were a little freaked out. They haven't looked at me the same sense. she sighed and looked at him. I mean, they still love me, they just don't get it. I don't have any aunts or uncles, my mum and dad were both only children just like me. She walked over to him so she was standing really close to him and just laid her head against his chest and closed her eyes, trying to bring herself back to the happy place she had been in after their first kiss.

"but where will you go during the summer break? Do you need a place to stay?" Set asked. He returned the hug (head rest thingee) and squeezed her tight.

Well, Melanie is trying to convince her dad to come and let me stay with them over the summer. If her dad says no, I suppose I'll have go live with Grandmother and Grandfather. she relaxed as he wrapped his arms around her, smiling slightly.

"Well, my mum is a real esate agent. If she had a rental open, you could live ther for a while. If no one's living in it, then what would be the harm in letting you?" Set said. He liked the idea of being able to see his girlfriend every day or so over the long break.

Cadence giggled a little and tilted her head up to look at him, though he was still holding her close, not that she minded. Set, I'm twelve, I can't live alone!

"Well, we can think of something" Set said. He loved to be opumistic. "So where to now?" he asked. They obvioulsy weren't buying anything here!

Um...how about the Three Broomsticks? Or we could just go back to school if you want, it's up to you. Cadence replied to him, thankful for his optimism.

"Let's pick up a butterbeer or two before going!" Set said. 'I'm so parched!"

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"Maybe some other time, Denton," Vindictus replied and grabbed Bunbury by the arm. "We have to finish our shopping." He looked over at the shop owner. "Put it on my bill, please," he called out as they headed for the door. "See? Told you my dad was rich. Now lets finish shopping!"

Bunbunz skipped into the robe shop with Max, nodding at his last statement. "You're right. Good thing my daddy's got lots and lots of galleons too, cos I looooove to spend them."

She cackled evilly and let go of the flying instructor's arm, skipping over to the nearest display of school robes. "I need a new uniform, ya know, it's weird cos I can't seem to find my old one....and I wanna wear Hufflepuffle colors to the match this weekend..."

"I'm surprised Krazimeriz didn't toss us in detention for not wearing our uniforms," Vindictus commented while perusing a rack of Ravenclaw threads. "Oh, here's my size!" He yanked the robes off the hanger and slipped them on. "Look, Annie!" He stood there with a stupid schoolboy grin plastered on his face and the sleeves were three inches too short and tight across his chest. Not to mention, the length was too short as well - the robes hit him just below the knees.

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"I'm surprised Krazimeriz didn't toss us in detention for not wearing our uniforms," Vindictus commented while perusing a rack of Ravenclaw threads. "Oh, here's my size!" He yanked the robes off the hanger and slipped them on. "Look, Annie!" He stood there with a stupid schoolboy grin plastered on his face and the sleeves were three inches too short and tight across his chest. Not to mention, the length was too short as well - the robes hit him just below the knees.

"Kazimeriz?" Anastasia blinked and pawed through the robes, looking....looking...mm no, that one wasn't hers.... hmm....

She paused in her search and looked up when Max called out to her. "Oh. My. Word."

Annie bit her lip and just soaked in his appearance, from head to toe, slowly shaking her head to and fro. "Max Max Maximus Vindictus..." she started to say, taking just one step toward him. "I -- you ---"

And then the giggles broke. She couldn't help it, he just looked SOFUNNY in the too-tiny 'Claw uniform. "TEEEEEEehehehehehelseEEEEeseeeEEEehehehehe!" she gigglesnorted, clutching at her sides and the rack of uniforms for support. "Thhehee robes! Cheeeeeseehehehesehhaawahahhawwhaaaaw!"

Maybe the five chocolate frogs and two lollipops weren't the wisest idea before coming to Hogsmeade, even if shopping on a sugar high was SOFUN!

Antonio skipped into the robe shop and saw there were a couple people he recognized in there, Max and Annie. He knew them even though they weren't in his house and it was funny, they were all three in here to buy new school robes. Antonio had looked and looked and couldn't imagine what on earth had happened to his Slytherin robes, they had just somehow disappeared, and he was left with these ugly professor's robes. He was gonna get in trouble for sure, students weren't allowed to dress as professors! It was probably some kind of prank somebody had pulled on him, hiding his regular robes and dressing him in these. "What's up?", he greeted the other two before beginning to urgently paw through the racks looking for something in his size. Even though he was only 11, he seemed to be rather big for his size, but that was okay. He was the perfect size for a beater on the quidditch team, and couldn't believe he had missed the tryouts.

"What's so funny?" Max asked as he tugged at the robes. "Okay, so I'm having a growth spurt! Let me find another set." Carefully, he peeled off the ill-fitting robes and placed them back on the hanger. "Ah, here we go! Let me try this one on," he called out and noticed that Antonio had joined them. "What's up, Tony? Annie's hyper on sugar today."

He slipped on the next set of Ravenclaw robes which were too big. Max started flapping his arms. "LOOK! I'M A BAT! OOOO!"

Still laughing hysterically, Annie tried to pull herself together as the bell over the door to the robe shop signaled someone's entrance. "Heheeheehiya Antonnnnio," Anastasia waved cheerfully at the other guy looking through the robes now. She pulled herself up with the rack and eyed him curiously. "Oh. Em. Gee. Did your House Elf forget to pack your robes too? I dun geddit! All I had in my closet was like, fancy clothes. Eww."

She wrinkled her nose and pulled out a Hufflepuff set of robes, trying to squeeze it over her head right away. They were not fitting at all and that just didn't even make sense - why, this was her SIZE! She hadn't gotten fat suddenly, had she?!

"Maaaaaaaxie," Annie whined, bouncing over to him with the Hogwarts sweater sitting on top of her head like a funky beret, "all the robes shrunk I think...only..."

The redhead burst into giggled again at the sight of him in a floppy-looking frumpy outfit. "TEEeeeeheheHHEEEeheheheeheheeEE," she wheezed, shaking the sweater right off her head. "You're like....like Barny the Fruitbat...HAWHAW!"

Antonio began to laugh hysterically at the sight of Max and Annie. They were having just as hard a time with the robes as he was, what was up with this? "Ha ha, you two look ridiculous!", he giggled, then turned and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. "Uh oh, they did something to all these robes! Someone must be playing tricks on all of us." This brilliant revelation hit him for one second before he began to convulse with laughter again, the sight of all this was just too much for a boy his age.

Max fell down in a fit of laughter. "Oh, we should just quit this place 'cause nothin' fits," he gasped as he wiped tears from his eyes. "Guess we're stuck with these stinking old robes our parents gave us. But maybe I can owl dad and ask him to send us some of the Vratsa practice robes, or even my older brother Marius - he plays for Braga."

"WE look ridiculous?" Anastasia wheezed happily to Antonio, "You ARE riddikulus. TEEE hee whe hew hawhaw," she wiped a few tears of joy from her face. "Heheh I dunno who pranked this place, but I guess...I guess we could always resort to Owl-Order..."

After all, she did know the catalog inside and out. "Dude yeah," Annie added to Max, "get us some cool Quidditch robes. Everyone else will be jealous!"

"I can get us anything Quidditchy we want!" Max beamed and pushed himself into a standing position. "Ugh. These robes are troll size." He made a big show of pulling them off and tossed them into a pile. "Where should we go next?"

"Oh yay, of course you can!" Bunbunz clapped her hands giddily and threw that sweater thing on the top of the rack of robes.

"Um...um...butterbeer?" The redhead twirled a lock of hair around her finger and skipped to the door. "Wanna come, Antonnio domino oh oh oh oh?"

"How 'bout ice cream?" Max said and rushed over to the doorway. He blocked it with his body. "I scream, you scream, we all scream for ICE CREAM!"

"They have ice cream here?" Anastasia blinked at Max, not recalling this little detail at all. "I LOVE ICE CREAM!"

Well duh she had to scream it - that was the only way to get him to unblock the doorway, right?

Aggie’s heart skipped a beat as Tobi’s fingers laced with hers. She gave his hand a squeeze then moved in a bit closer to him as the wind picked up again. “I did hear,” she said with an excited tone, or at least as excited of one as she could muster. Championship game = no time to see Tobi because of practice. It was a good thing, at least for Aggie, that she had discovered a much more patient (and willing) muggle studies tutor in Tobi’s friend Sho.

“Are you still going to have time to study? I can help you with Divinations if you want.” Yes, make a study date; that would help provide a bit of time for them.

They came up to the Robe Shop door and Aggie pulled it open for Tobi then stepped inside after him. “So, socks…” she said rubbing her hands together in an attempt to warm them up. “Do you have a sock code for Quidditch?”

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Aggie’s heart skipped a beat as Tobi’s fingers laced with hers. She gave his hand a squeeze then moved in a bit closer to him as the wind picked up again. “I did hear,” she said with an excited tone, or at least as excited of one as she could muster. Championship game = no time to see Tobi because of practice. It was a good thing, at least for Aggie, that she had discovered a much more patient (and willing) muggle studies tutor in Tobi’s friend Sho.

“Are you still going to have time to study? I can help you with Divinations if you want.” Yes, make a study date; that would help provide a bit of time for them.

They came up to the Robe Shop door and Aggie pulled it open for Tobi then stepped inside after him. “So, socks…” she said rubbing her hands together in an attempt to warm them up. “Do you have a sock code for Quidditch?”

Aggie had let go of his hand. Booo!

"I probably will, and Kapoor's next class is scheduled for soon." Tobi was in the know, he was. "I only got half marks for our last assignment."

Tobi looked around he room, clothes didn't usually interest him, but since he had ruined so many uniforms lately, he had become quite familiar with the shop. He'd actually grown quite fascinated with the socks. They were all quite cool, to be honest.

"No, Alexis hasn't said anything about there being one. I haven't noticed the other teams keeping to any either, And I wore mismatched ones to the last game." He added sheepishly, "I was running low."

They're in their boots anyway, which go up to their knees, who would know?

“Ok,” Aggie said looking around the store. It had been a while since she had last been in here, and that time it had been to buy some awful rufflely dress accessory that her grandmame had insisted she procure. “So where are the socks?”

She started to walk in the complete opposite of the socks, heading for the girl’s section simply by instinct. After all, she had never really shopped for boys clothing before. “You should pick up a new sweater vest while we’re here…the one you had on in class the other day had holes chewed in it.” And it smelled like moth balls, she added to herself.