On entering the shop, Elm was greeted with a blast of sounds: children laughing, cards snapping, and teenagers' playful jokes. Throughout the various corners of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Elm could see two Ravenclaws in a serious game of Wizard chess, a young boy pulling his mother's sleeve, begging for extendable ears, and some wizard children deciding whether to spend their weekly allowance on a magical snowball or boomerang.

A voice snickered next to him; it's owner, Elm's older Gryffindor brother, Maple. "Lil tykes. If they're smart they'll save their sickles for buying exploding snaps. My friends like to play it in the common rooms often." He explained, a hint of nostalgia coloring his tone.

Elm grinned,"All the same, I think I'll make sure I have enough for all my supplies first. I plan on buying a pet eventually too and oh, I think broom racings so dreamy, don't you?"

Maple turned up his noes, a disgusted look crossing his sharp features. "Broom racing? No, little brother. You should do dueling. You'd be good at it I think." Then with a pause, seeing Elm had drifted towards a fang frisbee, "Never mind that actually...you've never had the gift of focus."

Elm was in bliss. He loved plants but golly! Who knew he could play frisbee with a kind of plant!? It was just like a cactus: sharp and prickly..."Ouch!"

Maple face-palmed. "Saw that coming."

Elm pouted slightly but his attention wavered. Three shelves down, tucked in a snug corner, were a box of remembralls! With a skip in his step, he reached a hand up and easily snatched one. "Throw it! Cried his brother. Elm cupped it in his hand before sending it in an arc, over the top of Maple's head and soaring into someone's strong grasp. The two brothers turned around, eyes wide in shock.

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I walked into Weasleys wizard wheezes after buying my school supplies. Maybe I thought as I walked it I could look around it now. When I bought my remembrall I didn't have time to look around. As I walk back towards the remembrall I pass two boys. They were talking and looked like brothers. The younger one grabbed a remembrall and the older one shouted for him to throw it. The younger boy throws it but misses his brother and it flies over his head.

I bite my lip and it goes towards me. Quickly I catch it not wanting anyone getting in trouble. My checks turn red as both brothers turn around looking surprised. I study their faces. Both has freckles and red hair. I hold out the remembrall.

"Umm... Here you go. You might wanna be more careful with those." I smile at them to break the awkwardness, "Im Bree! What are your names?"

I place the remembrall in the younger boys hands because they haven't took it yet. Then I look up at the older one, "Maybe next time make sure he has good aim in throwing before you tell someone to throw. Especially if its glass." I roll my eyes at him and laugh slightly, "Are y'all going to Hogwarts? I just finished shopping for it!"

Maple stared stunned for once. Elm couldn't help but snicker himself this time. After all, the older boy rarely was caught off his guard.

With a grin, Elm looked at the girl. "What a cool name, Bree! It reminds me of a character from Narnia. He's a talking horse and..."

Maple suddenly rested his arm on Elm's shoulder, the younger boy glancing up with mild annoyance and wonder. Maple winked at the girl, "Damn good catch, miss. Had me shocked."

Elm sighed, facepalming. "Excuse my brother. He has a thing for almost every living breathing female." Maple turned pale and shifted his gaze to Elm coldly. Elm lifted his hands placatingly, "Hehehe, just kidding.

"Oh, you better be!" Maple leered mischievously.

Elm whispered quickly, "Bree! Be on my team. Let's beat my brother."

"Oh yeah. It's so on." Maple grinned, passing out rebounding magical snowballs to Bree, Elm, and one for himself. He then tossed the change on the counter.

"I'll be keepin' an eye out for your aim, missie." Maple responded to Bree, his eyes holding mirth.

Elm grabbed Bree's hand. "Let's duck behind these boxes when he throws. He's got pretty sick aim but he's a bad dodger." He explained quickly, wanting her to be informed as much as possible before the match.

"Alright! Ready, set, and throw!"

The air is filled with the whoosh of snowballs in the air.

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I raise my eyebrows as the younger boy, who I now have learned to be Elm, as he says my name reminds him of a horse in Narnia? I laughed slightly. I smiled in thanks at the brother who winked at me and said I had a good catch. and then laugh when Elm says his brother has a thing for females. Then Elm tells me to be on his team.

"Why? What are we-" My question is cut off when Maple hands us snowballs then he pays for it. Elm tells me to duck behind the boxes with him when his brother throws because he has a good aim. I nod and duck behind the boxes once they say throw.

Right as I duck I see Maples snowball flying over my head a thought crosses my head. My parents! I forgot I promised them that I'll just look in here then leave and meet them at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. I look over at Elm and Maple and they look like they're having fun and I don't want to interrupt.

I bite my lip as I throw the snowball I have at Maple. I laugh as it hits him in the face. I dodge a snowball and lean softly against the boxes as I turn to Elm. I tap him softly on the shoulder.

"Hey I got to go right now. Im supposed to be meeting my parents at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour after looking around here." I smiled at him apologetically, "Maybe we could meet up later? Or on the train to Hogwarts?"

I smile at him and wave bye as I walk out the door. Hopefully well meet again!