30 Aug 2024, 19:21
Sweet and Sweeter
#4f6d36
While wandering around, Diagon Alley always gave Ash some kind of satisfaction, but there was something today that disturbed her.
They were going to her aunt Marge's after the shopping for Hogwarts.
It was a bummer for her... Ash never enjoyed visiting her aunt Marge. She always made Ash feel like an oddball just because she was a witch. There were no direct attacks on her, but Marge saying stuff about her behind her back hurt Ash more than anything. Ash's mom did nothing about it except say "ignore", even though she seemed bothered by Marge's behaviour.
So this was happening and Ash knew she couldn't stop it. But at least she could have a great time before the disaster. Walking, she came across a small shop called Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. A grin spread across her face without a warning. This was what she was looking for at the moment.
She checked her pockets and thankfully, she had enough galleons to afford ice cream for one... or two people, if they were not too expensive.
She looked up at Alex and found him already looking at her with a mixture of perplexity and amazement.
"Want to come?" Ash pointed at the shop.
"You know what," Alex chuckled. "I saw this coming. But sure!!"
He sneezed.
"Oh, I forgot you had cold. Next time, bye!!" Ash quickly made her way towards the shop, waving a dismissive hand at her brother.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the shop and was met by its appealing, calm yet enthusiastic aura. It smelled sweet inside there...WC— 298/200
Last edited by Ash Brown on 8 Oct 2024, 10:36, edited 1 time in total.
You are not you when you are sane.
1 Sep 2024, 13:01
Sweet and Sweeter
@Ash Brown
Hash : #FF0000
Hash's mother (npc) FA25CB
Hashline, accompanied by her mother, apprehensively goes to Diagon Alley to buy what she will need during her first year at Hogwarts. She's stressed, her start at Hogwarts is in about a week. Hashline wonders which house she will land in, Ravenclaw? Like her mother Alaska. Or Slytherin, like her father Carisle and her big brother Damian? Hashline loves the Gryffindor house, because she likes it, its emblem is the lion, and everything is red, Hashline's favorite color, and the Hufflepuffs are nice it seems, for her it doesn't matter what a wizard's house is, it He just has to not be mean and proud. But that was not the time, for now Hashline wanders along the side path with her mother to find his magical school things.
She had gone to Gringotts earlier, collected her first year art and clothes, all that was left was the wand, cauldron and such. But it was hot that day, in the middle of a summer afternoon. With his new business under his arms, Hashlie desperately searched for the shop of Mr. Ollivander, the magic wand maker. As she wandered down Diagon Alley, a soft, icy, delicate smoke reached her. When she turned around, she saw a beautiful shop whose smell was escaping through the door left open.
- Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour !
- Sorry ? FFICP ? Do you want an ice cream My Beauty?
- Hmmm, I don't know. Are they good?
- These are the best ice creams from Wizarding World my darling !
Hashline was very skeptical, and if the ice creams taste the same as the famous Flavor Beans from Bertie Crochue. Ice creams that taste like salmon or boogers, yuck!
Despite her visible apprehension, Hashline still decided to enter alone into the mysterious but attractive boutique of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream ParlorWC- 306 /200
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8 Oct 2024, 12:04
Sweet and Sweeter
#4f6d36
Ash approached the slightly-crowded shop counter, grabbed a menu, and moved to a less populated area.
What should I get... she thought bluntly, looking at the long list of different kinds of ice creams. Choosing among desserts had always been a challenge for her... They had ice creams of at least fifty more unexpected flavours than she had ever known or heard of— oh well, why not, this is the wizarding world, again.
At some distance from the counter where the door lay, Ash could hear it opening and its faint creak, muffled by the voices of people placing orders. She didn't pay attention; she was too busy choosing a flavour. For a second, Ash considered buying every ice cream they had, but that was unrealistic more than her existence. She frowned and came up with a decision. The most chocolaty ice cream ever.
Careful not to bump into someone in the crowd, she made her way to the front of the counter.
"This one, please," Ash said and waited for her ice cream, which only took a few seconds to appear in front of her.
"Thanks," Ash smiled slightly, paid ten sickles and turned around to leave the counter.
But dang... she felt something solid under her shoe. She looked down to realise, of course, that she had stepped on someone's foot. Her ice cream was unharmed, thankfully. Her eyes moved the person's foot to their face, and Ash could see the redhead girl looking at her.
"H-hey," Ash spoke nervously. "I'm really sorry, I didn't notice you... Are you hurt...?"WC— 262/200
You are not you when you are sane.