Katie hadn’t talked to anyone for a while. She had been busy, caught in her own little random universe as usual. Rumor has it she had gone crazy. She wasn’t crazy, she was sad. She had gone home for a while, her parents demanded it, and she soon returned. It wasn’t for little reason.
Oh what a…
Justin made his way down the street, his shoulders humched in on themselves to protect him from the wind. He was flexing the fingers on his left hand, in out, in out, trying to relieve some of the stifness; the middle and index fingers had been broken and healed only that morning, and the pain still lingered. Bless Madame Pomfrey, he thought, because the idea that he might not be able to use a wand for weeks in the muggle world was quite a horrible one.
Wandering aimlessly down the street, flexing his hand and, he though, just generally looking like a manic (bloody painful, though) he caught sight of a commotion in Honeydukes. Dropping the patrolling Death Eater - a man who he recognised with a twist of loathing as Antonin Dolohov - a mocking wink, Justin slipped through the door. The bell tinkled in an indecently cheerful manner as he immediately leapt backwards, hitting his head rather ungracefully on the door frame as a tiny brunette he, unfortunately, recognised dove past him. He rubbed his head with an aggrieved expression, before stepping out into the chaos. A chocolate frog fairly danced across his shoes.
“Renoit,” he said, catching her arm as she sped past him once more, “have you just destroyed Honeydukes?”
Katie couldn’t stop chasing after frogs, and the clumsy girl only knocked over more boxes of sweets. The owner laughed uneasily, obviously trying to make it seem like he wasn’t stressed (and he did not do a very good job of it). “I’m so so sorry!” she said as she dove for a frog, almost knocking the man by her over. Suddenly she stood up to go catch a falling box of pumpkin pasties when a strong arm hoisted her over. It was none other than Justin, the person who she had continued to avoid since she returned from her parent’s house, or more so their “hideout”. She looked up at the taller boy, “I-I um I’m just.” the surprisingly strong girl yanked her arm away. “I didn’t mean-.” she couldn’t say much, she had only talked to the honeydukes owner after all, no one else. The school had already deemed her insane, because she had suddenly come out of her shell, and was now back in it. It was as though she lost the ability to form complete sentences. The brunette plucked a chocolate frog off of the dark eyed boy’s shoulder and cupped it in her hand, quickly rushing over to a box and stuffing it inside. The honeydukes owner tossed a few more in. Katie quickly rushed for more, avoiding the look of the man who had just entered the store.
So it’s pretty awesome. Aaron Johnson is currently the James Potter so, that works out quite well because he’s open. We also could use a Benjy because I’m playing Emma and I want a Benjy (Joseph Gordon-Levitt)
and there are tons of other parts so GO! ENJOY!
Katie hadn’t talked to anyone for a while. She had been busy, caught in her own little random universe as usual. Rumor has it she had gone crazy. She wasn’t crazy, she was sad. She had gone home for a while, her parents demanded it, and she soon returned. It wasn’t for little reason.
Oh what a strange year it had been, she had rejected the only guy she liked (and had no idea why) she used to be making out with the boy she hated. Yet she hadn’t talked to anyone, and no one wanted to talk to her. It was like the beginning of the year, and of school all over again. How it was meant to be.
Katie shoved her hand towards the back of the shelf and dragged the boxes of sugar quills into her woven basket. Tony had gone missing, so she had no one to shop with anymore. She stood on her tippy toes, her 5’3 height making it impossible for her to reach the delicious looking chocolate frog above her. For some reason she wasn’t touching the pumpkin pastie.
Katie looked around, she watched as a Death eater lurked outside, the owner of Honeydukes always kept an eye out for her, since now more than ever she was always alone. To distract from her nerves she once again attempted to reach the chocolate frogs, the tips of her neatly polished nails gracing the bottom of the package and pushing it down from the shelf, finishing it off by landing on top of her head. The chocolate frog escaped from the package and bounced around Honeydukes. She gasped and chased after it along with the shop keeper, “I’m so so sorry!” she huffed as the frog knocked down more chocolate frog packages and released more chocolate frogs around the store. “Oh dear!” she yelled trying to catch the fleeting candies.
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Busy, studying and whatnot. You? Banging any lovely ladies?
