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Post by katey on May 6, 2018 18:17:57 GMT -5
Macy Baxter
Another year at Hogwarts was about to begin, and Macy couldn't be more thrilled. New classes, new adventures, and--finally--Hogsmeade visits. She had thought hard about which electives to take. Muggle Studies was obviously out. Sure, it would be an easy "O", but she would be bored out of her mind. Eventually, she decided on Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, and Ancient Runes. Some of her friends had thought she was crazy for taking more than the required two, but Macy knew Ravenclaws who planned to take every extra class they could, so she didn't think it was that weird.
Diagon Alley was great, and Macy was excited to go shopping for her new supplies. The only downside was that she had to go with her mother. She loved her mum, of course, and enjoyed spending time with her, but it wasn't quite as fun as shopping with her friends. Not to mention, navigating Diagon Alley with a muggle could be difficult.
When the two of them arrived at the entrance to Diagon Alley, Macy was about to tap the appropriate brick when her mum stopped her. She sighed, looked at her watch, and then spoke. "Macy," she said after a moment's deliberation. "Would you want to go on your own this time?"
Macy's face lit up. "Really?"
Her mum nodded. "If they're letting you wander around in Hogsmeade without supervision, I guess you're old enough to go to Diagon Alley by yourself." Macy was a little impressed that her mom remembered the names correctly, but she couldn't stop to think about that.
"Really, mum?" she repeated. She couldn't quite believe it.
Her mum nodded. "You be back here at three p.m. sharp, you hear me?"
Macy nodded frantically. "Yes, mum, I promise!"
"Alright, baby, you be careful. Call me if there's an emergency." Macy wasn't sure if her cellphone would even work in Diagon Alley, but she was already halfway through the hole that was growing in the bricks.
"Bye, mum!" she shouted, waving and then turning to look at the cobblestone street ahead of her. The bricks closed up, leaving her mum behind. She was free to shop by herself. And now suddenly a little nervous.
Macy pulled her supply list out of her pocket and examined it, unsure of where to start.
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Post by Skatie on May 6, 2018 18:32:48 GMT -5
Primrose Cromwell S5
It wasn't necessary to buy new school robes every year. Most students only got new robes when they had outgrown old ones or otherwise destroyed them in some way. When your mother's life was fashion, however, you could very easily convince her that new robes were an annual necessity. It helped that Agatha Cromwell was a muggle and had absolutely no understanding of what went on at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry.
It was a good day for shopping. Diagon Alley was busy but not overwhelming. Primrose had never been bothered by a crowd, though, so might not be the best judge of such things. She had already been fitted for her robes at Madam Malkins and was wandering along, not at all in a rush. She saw Macy coming into the Alley on her own and smiled.
Primrose waited until Macy approached, tending to her list, and said, "Hey. School shopping?"
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Post by katey on May 8, 2018 19:11:15 GMT -5
Macy glanced around nervously when she was approached, but was glad to see the words came from a friendly-looking girl around her age. She looked vaguely familiar, but Macy was pretty sure she didn't know her. Macy knew a lot of people at Hogwarts; she was very outgoing. It was likely that this girl wasn't in Macy's year or house, if Macy didn't know her. Still, she seemed nice enough at first glance. She had been hoping to run into one of her friends today, but a new friend would be just as good.
"Yep," Macy said. "You too?"
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Post by Skatie on May 9, 2018 6:26:43 GMT -5
"I just needed a few things," Prim shrugged. "I got the basics with my mum yesterday but she was all in a rush. I prefer to take my time picking out things like quills and stuff." Primrose didn't mind her mother rushing through and grabbing the list of books necessary for term or even seeing to the new school robes, but when it came to actual shopping, Prim was a meanderer.
"I'm Prim, by the way," she smiled at her. "Slytherin, fifth year. You?"
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Post by katey on May 22, 2018 15:56:17 GMT -5
Macy's heart dropped as Prim said her house. Sure, things weren't as bad as they had once been, but Slytherins and Gryffindors still had a rivalry, and it was Slytherins who were most likely to tease her for being muggleborn. She grinned anyway, hoping that being as friendly as possible would combat any tendency Prim might have toward rivalry or meanness. She hadn't shown it so far, so maybe it wouldn't be an issue at all.
"Macy," she said. "Gryffindor fourth."
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Post by Skatie on May 23, 2018 6:30:48 GMT -5
"That's a nice name," Prim commented with a friendly smile. "Do you want to go to Flourish & Blotts with me? I was just headed there."
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Post by katey on Jun 1, 2018 14:06:26 GMT -5
Macy felt relief wash over her. Prim seemed nice, and learning Macy's house hadn't changed that. "Sure," Macy said. She needed her new books, and it would be more fun to buy them with a companion.
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Post by Skatie on Jun 4, 2018 13:01:29 GMT -5
"Excellent," Prim smiled. They started in that direction and Prim adjusted her stride to match Macy's. "What's it like, being Gryffindor?" she asked her as they went. "My best friend is in Ravenclaw, so I know all about their common room. What's yours like? Is it all maroon and gold? I feel like maroon would make things feel a bit dark. Does it?"
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Post by katey on Jun 15, 2018 20:46:58 GMT -5
"It's not dark," Macy said. "It's..." she trailed off, trying to find the best way to describe it. "Warm. There are big fireplaces and the light plays off the gold and makes everything feel so comfortable." Macy loved being a Gryffindor, and the common room was definitely one of the things that made it so special.
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Post by Skatie on Jun 19, 2018 18:57:23 GMT -5
"Ooh," Prim replied eagerly, "that does sound gorgeous. I guess my focus was too intent on the maroon when the real star was the gold. That's brilliant. I bet that'd work well for eyeshadow, too." Prim looked thoughtful as she walked, not even looking where she was going as she tried to envision a maroon and gold eyeshadow that played with the light.
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