All along Via thought her friend wouldn't try the blood pop... thinking about it makes her shiver. It was like frozen blood molded into shapes. She shook her head. "Okay," she said as Diasy grabbed one.

"Yup," she said beaming, "Of course we'd be sharing it around to anyone." Having two bag was much already but if it would last for a months for Vivianne's supply then why not?

She just felt herself being dragged into another part of the sweet shop as she heard truffles. "Truffles?" she asked. "I've never tried that." If it's Daisy's recommendation then she should try it, she knew she wouldn't be disappointed. And so as she was counting how many truffles she should get she inquired, "Leander is your brother? How old is he?"

“Leander’s 25. He’ll be 26 next month.” On the American Holiday of Thanksgiving. Was it any wonder why her oldest brother liked turkey so much? Daisy didn’t think so.

“Try both of these,” Daisy said pulling out a truffle that was the size of a baby’s first. “I like the dark chocolate one better, but the cherry one is good too. They used to carry a Raspberry one, and those were divine but I guess not to many people were buying them.” She pulled a cherry one off the shelf and handed it over to Vivanne. “If you don’t like them, I’ll buy them off you when we get back to school. But I bet you’ll become addicted to them.”

"Oh... Advance happy birthday to him," she told Daisy. "And you're 15. Ten years apart wow." Just like her and Natalia. Her sister's just a little bit older.

She got hold of the truffles. "I think i'd like the dark chocolate either," said after a few moments of staring. "I don't really like cherry that much." She couldn't wait to taste it... "If the chocolate frog's addicting for me what more effect could this dark ones have?" she asked Daisy.

"I'll get some more sweets then we can go. Is there anything else you'd like to buy?" she asked her. "Go on..." She was carrying the chocolate frog and the truffle Daisy had handed to her. "Maybe i should get more truffles." She went back and pulled a few dark chocolate ones again.

"Young lady, you do not say Hi to your longtime friend" Jason told Via. " I am back to graduate from HogWarts" Jason said to Via. " I am Jason Potter Weasley, mam" looking and offering his hand for a handshake to Via's friend." Via, how have you been young lady?" Jason asked her politely.

"Oh, right," he told her. He wasn't sure what he felt about her saying that though. Relieved for sure. But he was still nervous now. It was a big thing for him to find out that one of his friends could read his mind. "I take it you wouldn't really read my mind even if she didn't say that to you? Right?" He tried to make it sound like he was just curious about it but wasn't sure if she would buy that. Is she going to read my mind now and see what I'm thinking?

And now she was moving on to talk of chocolate Oh joy. Happy happy day. He could focus on something else now. "Yes, I need Chocolate Frogs too." Or did she know that already from reading his mind?!??AAH! She was making him go insane.

"... Fudge sounds good."

Adrienne tilted her head to look at Torin in curiosity as he responded to her trying to explain why she wouldn't use her ability to exploit people. As well as her attempts to explain that she wasn't setting out to read his mind. She couldn't really tell if he believed her, and his nervousness kind of upset her a little. She didn't like thinking her friends weren't comfortable around her. But she nodded as he spoke again. "Not if I know it bothers you." He wasn't Riley, after all. And she knew there was more than simple curiosity behind the question, which pretty much told her the whole thing was bothering him. And any way to keep her friends.

She grinned as he seemed happier talking about the chocolate, even though there was still an undercurrent of nerves that bugged her. "Chocolate Frogs are a necessary food group. I don't see how anyone could live without them," she said, only the tiniest bit joking. After shoes and her pets, she lived for chocolate, and especially Chocolate Frogs. "And okay then, fudge it is," she said with another smile, adding some fudge to her soon-to-be purchases. At lewast she knew she should be good until the next Hogsmeade trip, with the chocolate she was now carrying.

Aah, okay. She wouldn't do that then. It was a big relief to him to know that it was okay. Made him feel like a weight was lifted off of his shoulders. Which in turn made him start to feel guilty. He might have hurt her feelings, he just realized. He wasn't being very nice to her now, was he? "I'm sorry," he uttered, looking at his feet now. "I'm not being very nice to you. I apologize. It's just that I've never met anyone that could read my mind before and it startled me." He looked up at her again and hoped that she would forgive him.

And it was onto a better subject now: chocolate. One of his true loves. "You sound just like Reese and Fyo just now. They swear by it too." But he didn't really want to dwell on Fyo much seeing as he hadn't seen the guy in over a month. It was really heartbreaking for Torin not having Fyo around.

“Yeah, big age gap, although Isador fills some of that up. But Isador’s a jerk.” Isador was Daisy’s other brother, who was a bit convoluted and full of himself if you asked Daisy.

“I don’t think it’ll be that much more addictive. Just think of it as a special treat you only get to have now and again.” Plus it’ll be something simple to add to your Christmas present every year. She grabbed a dark chocolate truffle for herself and then looked around wondering if there were any gummy worms or Nova Jest products here. Mmmm…doesn’t look like it. I bet they only sell those at the joke shop. Pitty. It would have been interesting to see how Vivianne reacted to an exploding chocolate frog or a confetti filled pumpkin pastie (after all, Daisy wasn’t above pranking her friends on occasion). Alas…

“I think I’ll get a couple licorice wands.” She grabbed two red ones and added it to her pile, then quickly remembered about her sugar quills and grabbed two of those. “Alright, I’m set.” Dear Merlin, I hope my teeth don’t fall out from all this sugar!

Opening the door of Honeydukes, Reese Upstead left the windy, cold streets and stepped inside the warm candy shop. Why was she visiting this place with NO money? She had no earthly idea, but being inside was much better than being outside in the cold. She wandered towards the back of the store, glancing around to see if any of her friends were in there. Sadly, she didn't see anymore. A frown formed on her face as she walked over to the chocolate frogs.

She wished at this very moment that her mom's owl would come in the shop carrying some money. At the thought of that happening, she looked over at the window for a few seconds before turning back to the chocolate. Maybe she should just leave before she starting having the thought of stealing the chocolate. True, Torin did buy her some a few days ago, but she already ate all that and this girl needed her chocolate!

Phoebus stepped into Honeydukes, his right arm currently occupied with the bags from Scrivenshafts and his nose currently occupied with sniffing the wonderful smells of candy. Particularly the toffee smell. " I'm definitely getting some toffee...and I might try some nougat too. Wonder what flavor they've got today," He mused aloud. " You're sure you don't want anything? Because if you do, it's on me. I won't take no for an answer," he said with another smile directed at her before he looked back to the candy again.

Jack was not exactly sure whyyyy he was going into Honeydukes. He didn't ike candy. Blehhh. It made him feel gross and bloated. BUTTT he wanted somewhere warm, and hopefully the candy shop would be less crowded than the Three Broomsticks. Although he could really go for a nice butterbeer right now. MMMMMMMMMMM butterbeer!

As he stepped inside, his eyes immediately fell upon Reese a few feet away. AHA! Now he was glad that he had decided to enter the store after all. He walked up to her and tapped her on the left shoulder before ducking around to her right side. Maybe she'd fall for it...tee hee!

Dates? What date what Plymouth Morgan was going on about? This was an appointment to get candy, not a date. Who GOT boys, really? Whatever. "Well, of course no boy should, but there's a first time for everything, right?" Or ... maybe not. Maybe it wouldn't be the first time? Her brothers often forgot - forgot that she was a GIRL.

Ugh.

Leading both of them to Honeyduke and ignoring the people in there, Willow blinked a few times before looking up at Plymouth and puckering her eyebrows a little bit. "I thought I was buying you candy?"

"Nougat," said Daphne out loud in wonderment. Maybe she needed to try that too. It couldn't be so bad? "Is it really sweet?" asked the blond wrinkling her nose. Erm. Ew. Daphne couldn't handle overly sweet things. Made her a bit nauseous. "I'll have whatever you have," replied Miss Hopton at last. She was grinning at him but her smile sort of faltered as she took in other sights.

Was that Reese Upstead? Oh...interesting fluffy skirt. Fluffy? No it was more like hairy? MM. Was it made of some kind of animal skin? Like...something. Okay. Then there was Jack Fritzera. Instinctively, Daphne found Phoebus' arm.

Hooking her arm through his bag-free one, Daphne shoved her little nose in the air. "Let's go Phoebus. Toffee awaits."

Reese finally came to a decision. She wasn't going to steal any chocolate. If she stole, she would be dropping down to Cam's level which wasn't EVER going to happen. She was a mature seventeen year old, unlike him. And, being a mature seventeen year old, meant you shouldn't steal chocolate (or people's belongings) just because you really want need it.

Placing all her weigh on one foot, she continued to stare at the chocolate frogs until she felt someone tap her on the left shoulder. Hmm. Maybe that was Cam who was going to laugh and make fun of her since she can't buy anything. Orrr maybe it was Torin who would buy her more chocolate. Finally making a left turn around, it took her a few seconds to realize that the person who had tapped her on the shoulder was actually standing to her right now.

You GOT to be kidding. Did she really just fall for Jack doing this trick again? She could have promised he did it to her last year.

"I can't believe I fell for that, again," she said.

"Whatever gave you that idea?" Plymouth laughed at her. Silly Willy. Oh.. hehehe... That rhymed and was CUTE, so Plymouth had to say it out loud, naturally, "Silly Willy. hehehe." He dropped her arm once they were inside and gave her a grin. "So. Game plan is this: You pick out one of like... everything you've never tried before. And I'll pick out all the essentials. Then we'll go..."

.... Oh.... Plymouth trailed off momentarily at the sighting of his Daphadil. His grin was replaced with something completely different. His eyes traveled from her face down to those boots... then back up again.

To Willow, he finished, "... eat it all until we potentially throw up." But he was going to be distracted as long as Daphne was in here. On the arm of.... Phoebus. Mm.

Jack chuckled. "I KNEW you'd fall for it!" he said with a grin. He knew her too well...she was just very gullible. Hehe. "So, how have you been?" he asked, giving her a hug in greeting. Blehhh. The candy smell was making him hungry for roast beef. Oddly enough.

He looked over and saw Daphne standing with some dude he didn't know...he had been about to wave at her and even put his hand halfway in the air to wave when she stuck her little nose skyward. Well. Shaking his head, he looked back at Reese and smiled.

"Lemme guess...chocolate frogs again?" he asked with a playful grin.

Phoebus was about to speak to Daphne when he noticed her smile fall down a bit as she looked around. Following her gaze he saw that she was looking at...Reese wearing some kind of...Phoebus gave up trying to categorize the outfit because....well.

Plymouth Morgan had stepped into the shop. And...he was...LOOKING at Daphne, like in an OBVIOUS manner. Phoebus frowned slightly but said nothing.

But he DID see her look at Jack Fritzera oddly and then her fingers tightened on his arm, making him get sort of...protective over her. Daphne seemed to have collected herself quickly though (she looked rather adorable with her pert little nose stuck all up in the air like that) so he didn't address his worry. " Oh..okay." He said, casting another slightly dark look Plymouth's way before hurrying along to the nougat case. " I like vanilla nougat. Not too sweet, not too plain." He told her, determined that she not notice Plymouth at all. He smiled at Daphne, trying to get them both back into the good mood they'd been in a few moments earlier.

Silly Willy.

Willy. Silly.

Plymouth Morgan had successfully insulted her twice by only saying Two. Simple. Words. Who would have thought? This had got to be some kind of record, and the FUNNY (or worst) part was that he seemed completely oblivious of this fact.

Unbeliavable.

About was about Willow to point that she did not appreciate to be called Silly Willy when she spotted the ... DISTRACTED expression on Plymouth's face. Following it with a little frown, the seventh year found herself staring at Daphne Hopton in the arm of a fellow Ravenclaw who's name Willow had forgotten. Or just plain didn't know. "Ummm."

Akward. "You can go and say HI if you want, I don't mind. I'll look for candy while you do that." Slowly, Willow started to take steps towards the things ... she'd never tasted before. Like Cockroach Clusters and Blood Pops.

STARE.

Reese crossed her arms. "You knew I was going to fall for it? Well, aren't you a smart one," she told him with a grin. She mentally noted that next time someone taps you on the shoulder, turn the opposite way. Yep, like she was going to remember that a few weeks from now. She was going to have to face the fact that she might always fall for that trick. Sigh. She hugged Jack back before answering his question. "I've been good. Pretty bored, though," she replied. "What about you? How are Quidditch Tryouts going?"

She turned her head to see what Jack was looking at and when she noticed Daphne, she looked back at Jack. That girl never seemed to like her very much, but she had no idea why. Wasn't she a loveable person? Apparently not to Miss Daphne.

She giggled at the next thing Jack said. He knew her so well! "Correct," she stated. "Sadly, I'm not sure if I told you this, but Cam stole my money and - oddly enough - my sunglasses. So, I'm unable to buy any chooclate until my mom and dad send me some money, which I don't know when that will be." It better be soon or she was going to go crazy without having chocolate frogs!

A familiar voice caught her attention. She stopped staring at the far distant candy jars long enough to find Plymouth Morgan with Willow Kovac. Oh. He brought his little expedition here? Hmm. Blushing at the look her gave her, Daphne cleared her throat not before giving Phoebus' arm another gentle squeeze. She had even forgotten Jack was there and that she was supposedly trying to ignore him. "Vanilla is good," she remarked conversationally, following Phoebus blindly through the store and away from Morgan and company.

"You know, because it's...erm..." What, Daphne? "I like Vanilla ice cream."

There, something somewhat coherent. And her cheeks still felt hot.

Plymouth's laugh quickly turned into a grin. Mmm... that Daphadil. "Nah. That's okay, Silly Willy. She seems quite busy and content to pretend I don't exist. But, rest assured, I DO exist.She knows it." Plymouth laughed more, holding back all urges to go over and HOVER near Phoebus.. and making Daphne giggle. Hmmm.


"You've really never tried a blood pop? Really? Open it up right now," Plymouth actually plucked it from her fingers and ripped the paper off. "Try it. It's.. well, it's not great, but it's worth a try." Plymouth handed it back to her and nonchalantly looked back Daphne's way.

He wanted matching boots.

Phoebus watched Daphne closely as she reacted to Plymouths MERE presence. That was it; The guy just had to...exist and she was blushing. No worries, Phoebus could handle this. Right? " Oh so you do like ice cream. Just not all over your face, right?" He said, smiling a little at her and making a gesture encompassing his own face.

Plymouth kept glancing. All nonchalantly. Phoebus...was not pleased, but what could he do? Tell the guy off for...possibly looking at her? A small, caveman-like part of his brain shouted OF COURSE but his more civilized mind thankfully remained in control.

Back to candy. Phoebus procured them both a piece of vanilla nougat and he offered her a small piece. " Here, try some. Then I'll get some toffee and we'll go shoe shopping?" He said, looking to her and noting with internal dismay that she was blushing. Most likely not because of him though, and with that thought he could feel that burst of confidence sort of waning now, but he was going to persevere. He HAD to.

Jack shrugged. "Tryouts were...exhausting, as usual," he said. "Lots of good players though, I think we're going to have a great team this year! I've got to train a few of them just a bit more, but for a lot of them being beginners, they're great!" he told her in excitement.

"CAM STOLE YOUR MONEY?" he asked, blinking at her in surprise. It was a crime wave! Just like when he STOLE HIS LEAVES during the Herbology scavnenger hunt. Little rat. He rolled his eyes. "That kid needs to get a reality check and realize that NORMAL people don't act like that," he grumbled. "Did you get them back?" he asked. If she didn't get her sunglasses back--well, at least he knew what to get her for Christmas!

"I'll buy you some," he said with a grin, pulling out his coin pouch. THAT was what boyfriends did. They bought their girlfriend stuff--or, in this case, fueled their addiction to chocolate frogs.

Phoebus was talking to her. He was. Daphne glanced up at his hair--poofy hair and frowned. Just as before, her hand went up to pat it down. It was most unruly, it was and disobedient. Daphne made a mental note to get Phoebus some kind of hair tonic. He'd thank her for it later.

"Vanilla ice cream," corrected Daphne with a firm nod. She did enjoy vanilla ice cream if she had to. If there was nothing else. Say, sorbet was alright or plain yogurt. Taking the nougat from him, Daphne gave the candy a LOOK, then handed that same LOOK to Phoebus.

....?! She was supposed to eat it now. Wrinkling her nose, she brought it up tentatively to her nose and gave it a little sniff. "Well, alright. But if I don't like it I'm not eating it," she warned fairly and....sort of, tasted it real quick with her tongue.

HMMM. HMMM. "I don't knooow," mused Daphne almost in a musical tone and squished the piece of candy gently between her thumb and index finger.

I don't knoooow.

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Plymouth's laugh quickly turned into a grin. Mmm... that Daphadil. "Nah. That's okay, Silly Willy. She seems quite busy and content to pretend I don't exist. But, rest assured, I DO exist.She knows it." Plymouth laughed more, holding back all urges to go over and HOVER near Phoebus.. and making Daphne giggle. Hmmm.


"You've really never tried a blood pop? Really? Open it up right now," Plymouth actually plucked it from her fingers and ripped the paper off. "Try it. It's.. well, it's not great, but it's worth a try." Plymouth handed it back to her and nonchalantly looked back Daphne's way.

He wanted matching boots.

Silly Willy.

Willow was going to ignore that, however, because that little comment Plymouth had made and sounding SO nonchalant while doing so ... succesfully managed to make her pout before shoting a stern look at Daphne Hopton. "That doesn't make any sense, Plymouth - pretending that you do not exist is not a very polite thing to do." Hmph. Willow had always thought Pants Girl Hopton was a polite young lady, but now ... she was not entirely sure.

Hopton needed to learn some manners. Not even Willow ignored people - unless you were some annoying Hufflepuff blonde, because if you were, then she'd gladly make do it. Just for you.

"No, they sound a little bit ... nasty." EURGH. BLOOD. "Isn't this kind of thing ... Vampires eat?" Were they in fact made of blood? Would it affect her somehow if she ate it? Eyeing it warily, Willow popped it inside her mouth and then ...

... "That's ... "

Words were failing her. And NOW in a good way.