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Name: Jannette Applebottom
Date: Septemeber 1st, 2023
Location: Flourish and Blotts
Outfit: Sassy Scottish Slytherin (profile picture)

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"ICE CREAM! YOU SPENT ALL YER GALLEONS ON ICE CREAM 'N USELESS CRAP! REALLY JANNETTE?!" Her mother's voice exacerbates as the bustling streets began bearing witness to the two's now thunderous exchange. "Muuummm oi can explaiiinnn!" Jannette gives a frustrated whine, as she tried to give whatever horrible excuse a Slytherin would use to get out of this situation. Gripping and tugging on Jannette's arm hard, her mother's frustration was barely palpable as they hurriedly moved along the cobblestone floor of Diagon Alley. The second-year could feel the eyes of everyone just looking at the two of them as her cheeks turned red like any ripe apple from her grandmother's orchard. Some of the students were looking at them, others were amused, and even some parents discreetly shielded their children's innocent ears after hearing Jannette's mother curse her usual wizarding swears, and in all honestly, she was just surprised her mother hadn't popped a blood vessel at this point.

In front of Flourish and Blotts, Jannette's mother finally released her firm grip. Different Witches and Wizards began to go in and out of the store. "Take these, and I swear to Merlin if you don't come back with all your books, I'm going to be telling your Father about this. Do you understand Young Lady?!" Her mother's sharp hiss echoed loudly causing Jannettes heart to skip a beat. She never felt this scared before -- well, maybe except for the time she was a first year and met Cassandra Ironwood's pet snake, Aero during the Slytherin initiation. Suppressing a groan and resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Jannette replied with reluctance, "Yes, Mum..." before heading inside the store, as the sound of her mother tapping her shoes on the cobblestone in impatience.

"Merlin I need a drink..."

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"Son of a Banshee..." Jannette said, a wizarding swear withdrew from a hushed breath as she took comfort in the assurance that her mother wasn't inside to hear that. Nevertheless, inside Flourish and Bolts, things felt like the opposite of what was outside, the collective energy of students and parents packed and bustled along the tall shelves stacked with volumes of different books that went all the way up to the ceiling! The beautiful voices of chatter and hushed discussions mixed with the laughter of first-years' eager fingers flipping through the pages of 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' even gave Jannette a nostalgic chuckle as the hint of a nostalgic smell of old and dusted parchment and leather binders filled the air.

Slithering across narrow isles of witches and wizards, Jannette soon began to realize how much of a maze this place was. Realizing that locating all her required books would likely consume hours she couldn't spare unless she wished to have her mother come into the store and cause more of a scene. Yeah, no thank you... She needed a plan. So she did what any sensible person would do, why not just ask someone for help?

"Oi, oi!" She hissed in urgency, her determination seeming evident as she taped on the closest person's shoulder in an attempt to demand their attention. "Ahh pardon me, fer botherin yuh, but d'yah happen t'know wheeerrreeee --"¹ She trailed off, her eyes desperately scanning through the parchment of the supplies list. In a moment she let the parchment rest to her side. "Standerd Boohk o' Spells, Grade 2 by..."² She began confidently before failing and glancing back down at the parchment, her voice now hinting a small side of uncertainty. "Miranda Gahshawk is at?"

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1. "Pardon me, sorry for bothering you, but do you happen to know where --"
2. "Standard Book of Spells, Grady 2 by..."

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