6 Dec 2022, 13:49
Why whine, When You Could Win?
It was a crisp morning and Sebastion was walking along the stalls outside the shops in Diagon Alley.
while walking along the cobblestone pathway, a bustling building caught my eye. slipping inside through the front doors, I finally see what I walked into. All around me were children playing with merchandise that could only be described as 'practical jokes'. Having finished his shopping for the start of his 1st year at Hogwarts, he had decided that a peak in each shop would only be suitable. now looking around, he wondered what exactly had caused him to step into here? he read the sign aloud to himself
"Weasley's Wizard Wheezes"
something about the name struck a familiarity with him. He looked around and sure enough he realized why. There were posters all hung up in the store about a raffle that was about to start. He had remembered hearing passing children talk about this event when he was in Madam Malkin's getting his robes fitted. He decided that he had plenty of time before his mum would have to come pick him up, and therefore he figured he could buy himself a raffle ticket and MAYBE win himself a prize.
while spinning around to open his carrier bag with his money in it, he felt himself bump into someone with his shoulder.
"Who is that?" he wondered to himself.
while walking along the cobblestone pathway, a bustling building caught my eye. slipping inside through the front doors, I finally see what I walked into. All around me were children playing with merchandise that could only be described as 'practical jokes'. Having finished his shopping for the start of his 1st year at Hogwarts, he had decided that a peak in each shop would only be suitable. now looking around, he wondered what exactly had caused him to step into here? he read the sign aloud to himself
"Weasley's Wizard Wheezes"
something about the name struck a familiarity with him. He looked around and sure enough he realized why. There were posters all hung up in the store about a raffle that was about to start. He had remembered hearing passing children talk about this event when he was in Madam Malkin's getting his robes fitted. He decided that he had plenty of time before his mum would have to come pick him up, and therefore he figured he could buy himself a raffle ticket and MAYBE win himself a prize.
while spinning around to open his carrier bag with his money in it, he felt himself bump into someone with his shoulder.
"Who is that?" he wondered to himself.
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