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A New School Year [OPEN LOG]

It's almost time for school! Time for the yearly trip back to Diagon Alley. New books, potion ingredients, and robe fittings? Absolutely. First years? Go get your wands. More importantly, now's the time to catch up with old friends and see how they've been over the summer.

If it's your first time to Diagon Alley, maybe you can catch someone heading in to show you the way? Don't worry, there's always a helpful witch or wizard about to guide the Muggleborns to the right location if they get a little lost!

( Kicking things off with a quick and easy log! Threads may take place anywhere in Diagon Alley, with any characters that will be heading to Hogwarts. Feel free to threadjack, threadhop, or create multiple threads depending on if you want others to hop in when you change locations! Most importantly, have fun! )

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[A young man with teal hair and a fedora (although he seems to be wearing normal muggle clothes besides that) is walking by himself through Diagon Alley, not paying too much attention to the other witches and wizards around him. You'll probably see him either A) At Flourish and Blotts looking through his text books, and perhaps other books that strike his eye or B) Gazing with interest at the Broomsticks and other Quidditch items at Quality Quidditch Supplides. Of course chances are he will appear all around Diagon Alley!]

Edited 2013-04-21 07:18 (UTC)

[A glimpse of the pouty bat face was all it took for Mavis to convince her father to let her wander Diagon Alley alone. Dracula had been a bit reluctant to let her go by herself, but relented that she was, in fact, a hundred and sixteen and could very well take care of herself. Besides, she was in her sixth year at Hogwarts now.

First stop on the list after going to her vault at Gringotts that her mother had set up was the Magical Menagerie. Animals didn't usually agree with vampires, some at least. Cats seemed to be weirdly content around them despite popular culture saying otherwise. A pet was something she had wanted for a long time and currently browsing the new kitten litter.]

Oh gosh, they're all so cute. Holy rabies, how do I choose?

[With his dad in town on auror business, Hiccup had taken the opportunity to go shopping in Diagon Alley for his school supplies. Living on a small island like Berk meant having to mail order most things, and even then you really had to come into town for some of the more obscure items. With Toothless riding around in the hood of his muggle jacket like usual, comforting warm breath brushing over his neck, Hiccup pulled out his list.]

Okay, bud, where to first?

[Even as far as magical standards went, this was one sight that was just odd. A twelve-year-old kid, without any kind of babysitter, parent, or other adult supervision, wearing a pilot helmet and goggles on his head, carrying basically everything he owned in one bag slung around his shoulder? Yeah. Kind of weird.

Not entirely out of the ordinary if you actually knew Razputin, but... still kind of odd. But hey, he'd basically already bought most of his school supplies now, and since he didn't have many of his personal posessions from home, most of it fit in his bag (sans a few books that he was currently holding in one of his hands.)

What was a twelve-year-old to do when left alone to their own devices in an alleyway full of witchcraft and wizardry in the final days before the school year began?

Go get ice cream. Of course. That was a silly question.

As such, Raz could be found sitting by himeslf outside of Floearn Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, happily invested in eating his ice cream cone.

Almost time for school? Finally time for school.]

[If anyone is passing by Eeylops Owl Emporium you might see a young boy wearing a white, bearskin hat atop tousled blonde hair staring through the window at the many species' of owls inside for sale. One might be curious as to why he hasn't just gone on inside to look. That's mostly because he doesn't have the money right now to even think about purchasing an owl. Nope, it all has to go to school books and supplies for the year.

Lame. Though that doesn't mean he isn't up for some conversation while he admires the birds.]

[ Yeah, maybe the place was a magical ice cream parlor but Jason preferred the "muggle" flavors; after all, nothing beat Neapolitan ice cream. After arguing with Bruce, Jason had let the man know where he was going and then promptly stormed off, books in tow. Angrily, he took a bite. Fuck yes, strawberry. For christ's sake, that guy could be such an asshole sometimes-

Whatever. At least he had ice cream. Propped open in front of Jason was a slightly worn issue of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them- he'd been too busy to finish it before, but now (with nothing better to do) he figured this was a good enough time to continue. Ooh, chocolate this time. He couldn't even imagine seeing some of these creatures in real life.

Yum. Vanilla. It would be weird going back to Hogwarts this year. He bitterly wondered if anyone even remembered him. ]

[Guy swore he was never going to get used to most of the things the wizarding world had to offer, and the joke items in Gambol and Japes were no exception. He tucked himself in tight as he weaved through the crowd of young and old students, looking over his shoulder when he felt chubby fingers go to grab the sloth wrapped around his waist. He felt Belt move, shimmying up his back to cling to his shoulder.]

Yeah, I don't think this is our type of shop. How about you, Belt?

Come along Roger, we have many things still to get! Keep a tight hold of my hand now, and no dawdling!

[There's a woman holding the hand of a frightfully small boy who is practically jogging to keep up with her, pausing every now and then to stare back at a shop they just passed, or at a wizard carrying a cage with an owl inside. The child appears absolutely smitten with all of the sights and sounds, regardless of him barely being able to stop to see any of them.

Before he can get a peek at Quality Quidditch Supplies, the woman ushering him stops short, resulting in him bumping into her leg.]

Careful now. So the next thing we need to get you is a wand. First I need to go to the secondhand robe shop- see if they might have anything cheap and small enough for you to wear. I'll be able to see you from the window so just-

[The woman picks the boy up completely and sets him down on a nearby bench.]

Stay put, ok? I'll be right back.

[And with that she makes her way back through the crowd, leaving the little boy quite stranded on his prison of a bench, unable to go exploring like the other kids..]

[A little girl is standing right outside Sugarplum's Sweets Shop, standing on her tiptoes to be able to look at all of the assorted candies for sale inside. She regards them with a smile, but she seems less than impressed, even though the variety is so vast.

She looks up at a couple standing behind her, who are watching her with gentle smiles.]

Not bad- but they aren't nearly as good as your candy!

[Of course she would think that, since her adoptive parents were the owners of one of the most successful German candy companies in the country. She pauses to listen as they tell her to stay where she is for the moment so they can go purchase her books. With a nod and a chuckle, she turns back to the window.]

Yeah, Mom n' Dad's candies are waaaay better than any'a this stuff...

[A young boy has somehow managed to worm his way to the front of a crowd of children with their noses practically pressed to the glass of the front window of Quality Quidditch Supplies, gawking at all of the new models of brooms that have come out this year.

Of course Jamie isn't going to be able to try out for Quidditch himself this year, but he can't help but be fascinated by the brooms all the same. What must it be like, to actually get to participate in a Quidditch tournament? Surrounded by cheering fans.....it had to be something special.

He knew he'd try out for it as soon as he could, but for now he's content with admiring the brooms while his parents help buy the supplies he needs for the year.]

[ With a sunny excitement about her as she enjoys her second-to-last trip to Diagon Alley for school supplies, Rapunzel whisks her way down Diagon Alley with list in hand and a pocket full of Galleons in her robes. She first pops into the Menagerie to buy some crickets for Pascal. Had to get a bunch for the first few weeks of school! ]

Easy, Pascal.

[ The little chameleon was "growling" at another lizard in the store but stops promptly at her command. Though she thinks she catches his tongue flick out in distaste at the iguana. She notices a pen of mewing kittens and makes an excited squeal as she beelines toward them. Smiling brightly at the girl who's admiring them as well, she joins in her cooing. ]

Gosh, aren't they! Are you going to get one?

[Zazu is nowhere in particular at the moment. In fact, he's just gotten back from being practically everywhere at once. Making his way through the crowds of children, trying his best to make sure no roughhousing was taking place, or nobody was getting too far from their parents. He followed this routine each and every year, as if it were his job personally to watch over all of the children and make sure they remained safe.

Now he stands out of the way of passerby to have a chance to breathe, regarding everyone with keen, sharp eyes. If one child steps out of line, he'll be able to see it.]

[She looks over her shoulder when she hears the older girl's voice, Mavis leans up from where she was leaning over the pen, tucking a stray strand of black hair behind her ear. She's seen Rapunzel around the school before but never really talked to her. Mavis cupped her hands in front of her, tilting her head in a response that said she was trying to decide.]

I think so! Dad finally agreed to let me own my own pet. We're not really allowed to have any at the hotel but I promised to keep it in my room outside of school.

Hey, Raz!

[It's a good thing Raz is pretty easy to spot, too. Even if Norman isn't too aware of Raz's... specific ~~repeat~~ circumstances this year, it's not hard for Norman to tell that--well, Raz isn't here with his parents at all again.

Waving to something behind Raz first, Norman scuffs a shoe against the ground as he waves. He's a little tired from flying over here; after all, muggle parents weren't too keen on magical transportation. This year he'd convinced them he'd be fine getting to Diagon Alley on his own, however, so he's without a sitter as well.

But between himself and his friends, they'd be fine, right?]

You just get here?

[ Jason had peeked into the shop purely on curiosity; when he was younger, he thought a cat would be great but Bruce, well- he was against the idea. These days, though the want was still there, he knew that maybe he wasn't the best kind of person to own a pet.

Glancing into a box full of kittens (cute little fuckers, weren't they?) Jason idly scratched behind the ear of a spotty little calico who was more interested in biting Jason's finger then letting it do him a service. He grinned a little. It was pretty fucking precious. When he heard the voice next to him (where in the world did this chick come from-), Jason glanced up. Wow. She was really cute. ]

'Holy rabies'. That's a new one.

[Mavis blinked before she realized there was a boy next to her. Oh! She'd been so wrapped up in the kittens that she hadn't realized there was anyone else looking at them. Which, how could you not, I mean they were kittens for Merlin's sake. She gave a small laugh, tucking her hair behind her ear with one gloved hand.]

Depends on who you ask. I've been using it for...well, a while.

I think cats are a good choice for that! They're pretty low-key, y'know?

[ She reaches a hand down to pet a fluffy black one, who starts to playfully bat at it. ]

I don't know how you can pick just one! Are you leaning towards a color or anything?

[Timon wasn't particularly with anybody but he wasn't by himself either. He'd lost Pumbaa to the crowd - not his fault the other boy had been distracted by a butterfly, sometimes he swore they weren't the same age. Well he'd probably find him soon enough. Guy could clear out a crowd in a matter of seconds if his bladder wanted it so.

Still, he gave a small cringe when he saw Zazu.]

Oh crap.

That's what I was telling him! And if it stays in my room, Aunt Wanda and Uncle Wayne's kids can't exactly chase it around and cause havoc, can they?

[Not that that would stop the werewolf litter. Mavis rests her chin on a hand, placing her other under its elbow. She hadn't really thought about a colour, just that she wanted a pet.]

Hmm...I'm not really sure. I'm fond of black but the ginger one is particularly cute.

[ He grinned a little. ]

Pretty popular terminology where you come from?

[ The little calico was wrestling his wrist into submission, his tiny furry arms wrapped around Jason's limb with his teeth going to work on his fingers. Jason wiggled his fingers, making it double hard for the kitten. Cute little asshole. ]

Mmm, I guess. Sometimes people leave the hotel saying it.

[She really didn't know why that was the way it was, but it had been happening ever since she coined the catch phrase about a hundred years ago or so. She giggled at the kitten attempting to wrestle his wrist, leaning over the enclosure to look curiously. In fact, she was leaning over so much that she upturned in the air.]

Do they like that?

[ Another small little boy bustles through the crowd, having gotten away from his parents using a few maneuvers. The problem was that he'd also lost Chip for the moment- But no biggie! He'd find his twin soon enough. ]

Wands! [ Dale grinned gleefully, showing the prominent gap between his front teeth. Nothing in the whole list made him as excited as the thing that would let him do magic- real magic! He pushed his nose against the glass and looked at the shop which was- a lot dustier and boring than he expected. Just a lot of boxes on shelves and an old man. Yawn. ]

Aw, man... Oh! Hey! [ A boy who's his size! He must be a first year too! He skips over to the boy and speaks so fast it's difficult to understand him. ] You going to the magic school too?

[Dean is... lost. He didn't mean to be!
Honestly, he looks away for one second, and his dumb brother goes wandering off into the crowd. He glances down at an odd-looking watch around his wrist and lets out an aggravated huff. The two-way communicator is jammed. It usually is when there's too much magic stuff around..

Ok, that's it.]

Hank? Come on, Hank, where are you? HAAANK! This isn't funny!

[This isn't a matter of separation anxiety. Hank had all the money they needed for their school supplies..]

Edited 2013-04-21 07:54 (UTC)

[ Getting your way through crowds of children was harder than it sounded when you don't really have a voice to tell them "move please, thank you, excuse me, sorry about that". Normally it wouldn't be that bad; though he was still short, he still did have a foot on most of these kids. But there were just so many. How does one tackle such a creature?

Sandy sighed, pulled his scarf up, and dove into the fray. He would get into that shop and get that new strategy book if it was the last thing he did! ]

[ As it's her sixth year attending Hogwarts, the foster family she'd been situated with at the behest of the Sisters of Flight figures that Tati knows exactly what to get and how to shop for her school supplies by this point. Though she could easily pass for a second year with her height, maybe even a first year, she weaves through the crowds with a practiced ease while looking down at her list and trying to decide where to begin.

It's then that she catches sight of the small boy being situated on the bench, and she can't help but frown. She's been in that position before, and she hardly wants to let anyone else be alone in it.

Taking a break from her quest for school supplies, she makes her way over in a few, flittingly quick steps to avoid getting run into before she takes a seat next to him. ]

Making you wait, huh?

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A New School Year [OPEN LOG]

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Magical Menagerie

Flourish and Blotts and later Obscurus Books or Quality Quidditch Supplies

Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour

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Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour

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Outside Ollivanders Wand Shop

Sugarplum's Sweets Shop

Quality Quidditch Supplies

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