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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
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played by Chanel
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Aug 14, 2018 17:05:18 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Aug 14, 2018 17:05:18 GMT -7
THE BUTTERBEER AT HOGSMEADE SUCKED, FOR lack of a better phrase. Or, so Nate thought. The problem was, he only every drank butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks and so he only knew what their awful recipe tasted like. So, did he hate butterbeer, or did he just hate The Three Broomsticks' butterbeer? Lifes big questions, Nate thought sarcastically. Given he was in a pub filled mostly with students, and he was sitting alone.
Nate had really only come to Hogsmeade because there was a market stall on in the square, and they were frankly the easiest tables to steal from. But, it had started to rain and there was nothing more suspicious than a buyer out in the rain, not buying anything. So, he'd slipped away to pretend he liked their stupid signature drink, in their stupid signature pyb. And he was miserable. Especially with his pockets empty.
Perhaps that was why he started filling them. Almost on autopilot. First a spare knut left as a tip on the table beside him, which Nate would later reflect as a mercy. If the waitress saw a knut sitting their for her, she might bar the patron for good. And then as he began readying himself to leave, he absently reached and unwound a scarf from the back of a chair that wasn't his - super soft, and expensively knit - wrapping it around his neck like it belonged there.
But, perhaps most ridiculous thing Nate stuffed in to his pockets was a flimsy cardboard coaster. It was water warped and peeling, but he still folded it in to the pocket of his trousers as he stood and casually strolled from the pub. It was a problem, he knew it was. But, if he wasn't studying or drawing, what else was there to do in this godforsaken countryside? He didn't regret a single thing, flipping that single knut in to the air and catching it as he backed through the pub's swinging doorway, out in to the main street.
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Aug 14, 2018 21:35:09 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Aug 14, 2018 21:35:09 GMT -7
10.26.2024 “Ugh, finally,” Lily had exclaimed, for probably the thousandth time today. The statement wasn’t necessarily directed at anyone specifically, her aim being towards the fact that it was the Hogsmeade weekend for October and it happened to be leading into the week of Halloween. It was almost perfect how the two events coincided, and with the manner in which the holiday was being treated this year, made it that much better. ‘Twas the perfect way to spend her last Halloween at Hogwarts. Lily had plans for Sunday’s trip, mostly to acquire the materials she needed for her portion of the Halloween festival. Saturday, today, was for fun, and doing one without the other was impossible for her. To be perfectly honest, conveniently ‘forgetting’ the supplies so she could run off and do whatever she pleased was more her thing and certainly tempting to do even with a time running up. Her group members should have known better than to assign her a task like that. Pulling off a couple successful parties in the last couple of years didn’t mean she was event coordinator extraordinaire, and even she liked going about things her own way. Which sometimes included doing the opposite of what was expected of her.
But that was for tomorrow, and dwelling on the future and not what was in the moment was totally not her in the slightest. Turning a new leaf from the summer was what the last few months of school had been all about. That was also why Hogsmeade trips were absolutely necessary for her well-being. Escaping the confines of the castle and being able to roam free, even if only for a few hours, was exactly what she needed a couple times a month. Currently, Lily was seated at a table in the Three Broomsticks, giant pint glass of butterbeer tipped upside down above her gaping mouth as she shook out the last few drops of the drink. It used to hit her in all the right places for a sugar rush – those days were long gone, and getting to that point lately put a hole in her purse. So it was always a toss-up between pounding back sickly sweet beverages and buying bags of candy. Today seemed to be a candy day, and as Lily found herself content with the amount of butterbeer she had pulled out of her drink, she hopped out of her chair and slammed it into the table, exactly how she had found it a few minutes earlier. What wasn’t there, though, was the scarf she had draped along the back of it. Brows furrowing and a puzzled look displayed on her face, she bent over to look under the table, in case it had slid under there as she got up. Her gaze was met by a handful of bottle caps and a soggy napkin. No scarf though.
The immediate area around her table was devoid of her scarf, and it didn’t look like a waitress had picked it up and accidentally placed it on another chair either. She knew her scarf fairly well; it was handmade, dark burgundy wool, the sort of scratchy kind, which was made up by equal parts warmth and the love of her Grandmother. The only part that stood out from Lily’s normal Christmas gift from her grandparents was that it didn’t have the ‘L’ for Lily on it. It had a gold ‘H’ instead. A small lump formed in her throat as her eyes darted around the tavern once again, making contact with a passing waitress. Lily immediately got in her face and hassled her for the location of the lost and found, her hope being that a good samaritan may have picked it up from behind her chair and brought it there instead of asking her. The waitress’ bony finger directed towards the coat rack near the front of the establishment and Lily bolted over to it, though even from her table she could tell there wasn’t anything on it. She knew she would grab a scarf or umbrella from there if she needed one, so even if it had been placed there in the last few minutes, anyone leaving could have snagged it and went about their business.
The small lump from before continued to grow, a pit in her stomach accompanying it. If it wasn’t in the vicinity of the bar, and it was just with her only a few minutes earlier, the only other logical place to look was outside. The door to the Three Broomsticks was ripped open by the tiny Gryffindor as she squeezed her jacket up around her neck, trying to push as much of her face down into the jacket as possible. There was a reason she had a scarf, after all. She had no idea where to go from there, and started walking down the main drag of Hogsmeade, eyes scanning each passerby for her scarf, her eyes narrowing at each as if they were the perpetrator and reason for its disappearance. She knew that was ridiculous though, because she didn’t even know if it was stolen in the first place!
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Aug 15, 2018 18:28:03 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Aug 15, 2018 18:28:03 GMT -7
OUTSIDE OF THE PUB THE AIR WAS CHILLED but the rain had since stopped, Nate was pleased to see. And the stalls were still holding strong. A line of them, all manned by squawking witches and wizards, peddling their cheap, handmade rubbish at extortienate prices. Nate loved it all. The stall owners were as much swindlers as Nate was, it made stealing from them easier.
He wandered up to the first casually, picking up a bronze broach, the inset stone a swirling amber. Nate failed to listen to the desperate explanation of how rare it was as he set it back down, moving on to a stack of sunglasses - a bit inappropriate given the weather, but he still plucked a pair that, according to the vendor "whisper compliments in your ears!". He slipped them on his head with one hand, turning this way and that in an interactive mirror as his other hand slid across the top corner of the table.
First, Nate's hand grabbed a hair clip, he stuffed in to his pocket. Second, they encountered a miniature remeberall, in his pocket it went. He was setting the sunglasses back down when he pulled a wodden slat out from the rack. The entire thing tottered and fell easily, Nate making a show of trying to catch it as all the glasses skittered across the ground. The vendor was furious, a great scene being made as he came around the side to gather them up with Nate.
"So sorry, very sorry, I'm so clumsy, so sorry," Nate said, his tone somewhat devoid of sentiment. He'd never been the best emotional actor. The vendor shooed him off and Nate stood to leave. In his hand, as he turned, was the folded pair of complimentary sunglasses. He reckoned they went quite well with his new scarf.
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Oct 6, 2018 22:14:53 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Oct 6, 2018 22:14:53 GMT -7
10.26.2024 Nothing. Lily had only been stomping down the street for a few minutes now, but she was already nearing her breaking point. If someone had picked it up in the Broomsticks off of the ground and taken it with them, and that was a gigantic if, they could be halfway across London by now. Anyone with a monogrammed scarf that had an ‘H’ in their first or last name would have thought it was theirs without a second glance. It was like snagging one of the spare umbrellas she had just been digging through. Any other scarf wouldn’t have mattered to her at all. Of course it had to be this one – the one she had convinced herself she wouldn’t need but still buried it at the bottom of her suitcase under her own homemade scarf from her grandma.
The already formed lump in her throat had forced her nervously bite down onto her lower lip in an effort to hold back whatever it was that wanted to escape from inside her. It was torturous having seen it only minutes earlier. Now it had grown a pair of legs and walked away, potentially forever. This was going to be another one of her battles with irrationality for the coming months, none of which were new, but always piling up one after another. She abruptly stopped walking in the middle of the street, the surging crowd that she had been in splitting jaggedly around her. Staying in one place and letting the people walking by do the work for her was easier than wildly looking every which way like she had been. The problem with her current spot was that some of the older folks were shooting death glares at her for being in the way, and a couple of burley guys had already bumped into her as they passed by, unaware of her miniscule, almost insignificant presence.
Tired of being nudged and pushed around, Lily cut through the crowd and found herself in what looked to be like a flea market portion of Hogsmeade. She didn’t spend much time in these areas because there wasn’t much for her to do. Being able to pick things up and feel them in her hands was encouraged inside the shops, but the witches and wizards at the stands here always thought that meant she wanted to purchase their items. Like all of the other times she had been here, she wasn’t interested in what was being sold, so she had her back to the stalls, finding that there were plenty of people in the street she had just escaped from to stare at. The cold was creeping down the neck of her jacket without it. Removing her hands from her pockets, Lily popped the collar up as high as it would go and crossed her arms over her chest. One of the hundreds of people in the street could have her scarf on, and she was going to get them if they did.
[feel free to try and pickpocket her ]
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Oct 22, 2018 3:07:51 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Oct 22, 2018 3:07:51 GMT -7
TRIUMPHANT, NATE TURNED HIS BACK ON THE stall and began to make his way through the market and back the way he had originally come, he'd had his fun and it was about time that he began making his way back to the castle before he got caught. That had always been Nate's problem, he didn't quite know when to stop.
So, when Nate saw the flapping open coat pocket of a slight figure, it was like there was a magnetic force drawing him towards it. They were standing stock still, seemingly distracted by their attempt to crane a fiery red head over the crowds of people bustling by. No point trying, thought Nate, she was tiny. But Nate had no moral qualms with bumping his shoulder in to hers as he passed, attempting to slip a hand in to her pocket and gently pull at the purse strings he'd seen hanging just a little bit out of her open coat pocket.
"Sorry," He muttered under his breath, face buried in his stolen scarf as his hand wrapped around her purse and he made to turn away from her. But, just before he could he was unable to avoid catching her eye. The initial complaint of being knocked in to was obvious, but Nate didn't want her to remember him as he shifted his gaze away swiftly and made as if to walk away from her, purse in hand. She had an oddly familiar face.
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Nov 26, 2018 22:41:02 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Nov 26, 2018 22:41:02 GMT -7
10.26.2024 To make matters worse in her already distressed state, some idiot ran into her. The shoulder that came into contact with her own was broad, forceful almost. Lily knew what those were like, because she did a lot of things with meaning, especially running into people. An honest to god mistake of a bump was more of a brush off, the realization by the committing party was usually followed up by a hurried ‘sorry’ or at the very least an ‘excuse me’. This guy that bumped her mumbled his apology, briefly making eye contact with her before attempting to walk away. He probably looked away from her because of the look of utter disgust on her face that someone could so easily brush off a shoulder bump like that as if it was nothing. If she hadn’t already been in a terrible mood because of her missing scarf, she would have let it go, maybe even give the dude a playful shoulder slam back and then laugh about it like they were best buddies. Not today though.
“Hey!” Lily piped up, her face contorting into cold glare as she stared up at the boy. “Watch where you’re going. You could really hurt a first year if you’re not carefu-” she trailed off, not able to finish her sentence. The golden ‘H’ that was peeking out from under a fold on the boy’s scarf was undoubtedly hers. It had all the makings of a Grandma Weasley scarf, even down to the look of it. “That’s mine,” she said, reaching out for the boy’s arm to stop him where he was. He wasn’t going to walk away with it now that she knew it wasn’t lost. The real question was how he even got it in the first place. It was on the back of her chair one minute, and then it wasn’t the next. The theory that it had fallen onto the floor and was picked up by a waitress, eventually ending up in the lost and found was sound, but so was the one about someone filching it from right under her nose. The latter was not cool at all.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Dec 3, 2018 17:29:03 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Dec 3, 2018 17:29:03 GMT -7
IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TYPICAL. NATE HAD done the same moves a dozen times before. But, he'd broken a very important rule. You never made eye contact with a stooge. You never gave them a chance to ID you on a flyby. But, he'd done so accidentally and he paid for it as her raised voice followed him, purse balled up in one of his hands. He didn't care about first years, but apparently she was a regular Good Samaritan.
And then he felt her hand on his arm and he turned his head angrily. "Look, I said I was sorry-" But Nate stopped as he realised her eyes weren't on his face or the hand he'd just slipped in to her pocket. She was looking at his scarf. Nate felt dread build inside of him like bile and he instinctively stepped away from her, shirking away from her hand with innocent eyes. "I got now idea what you're talking about, miss." Nate shrugged easily, his first instinct to deny at all costs. And then he turned to leave without another word, his breathing caught tight in his chest. Quickly, he tucked her purse in to his pocket, shoulders up around his ears. How had he been caught again?
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Jan 15, 2019 21:17:20 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Jan 15, 2019 21:17:20 GMT -7
10.26.2024 From her initial outburst about the boy being more careful, he should have been able to tell that she was serious about that. He was a big hulking figure, and if he could knock her around like he had, a little student had no chance. Paying attention to your surroundings was like, a common courtesy. Lily knew she wasn’t one to talk because she was all over the place at any given moment, and the wild look she had in her eyes while hunting down her scarf probably didn’t help her at all while trying to reprimand the boy. If anything, she could have partially been at fault for the collision.
None of that mattered though, because he had her scarf! Lily glared at him, and the invisible werewolf hackles were starting to rise as the boy shrugged her off and tried to turn away from her. Not only was that rude as heck when she was trying to tell him that he had her scarf, but he was going to play that game. Lily hated the ignoring game, mostly because it meant the other person did whatever they could to get away from whatever she was babbling on about. Usually it was warranted. Today it was not. She had a legitimate claim and the boy was pretending like she was the one that was wrong.
“Hey!” Lily yelled, running after him to match his pace, “I’m not done with you yet bub! That’s mine,” she shoved her finger up at the scarf, unsure if she should snatch it off of him or continue to pester him until he handed it over. There were other ways to get it, like using a summoning charm, but she only wanted to use that as a last resort. Lily realized immediately that her protests probably weren’t going to work, especially with how he tried to run off from her. She reached out again for his arm, this time for the one he had just shoved into his jacket pocket. If they were going to keep playing the game then she was going to annoy the hell out of him. Looping her arm through his, she started to drag her heels in the mud to slow him down, unsure if it would work or not. “Listen, we can make this easy. Give me the scarf and we won’t have a problem.”
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Feb 2, 2019 14:04:45 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Feb 2, 2019 14:04:45 GMT -7
THE WAS A STUBBORN THING, DESPITE BARELY reaching Nate's chin. Her finger waggling at him as she tried to stop him marching off. He gave her a look of haughty derision. She looked like a little gnome who'd wandered too far from their burrow. He wasn't impressed, and he didn't feel intimidated either. This wasn't the first time Nate had had to play off a steal, and it probably wouldn't be the last.
"If it's yours," He said slowly, so she may understand him plainly. "Why is it around my neck?" He lifted his brow, smacking her pointing finger away, after giving it a long look of disgust. He felt impressed with that, tucking the end of the stolen scarf in to his jacket and turning his back on her once more. She wasn't about ready to give in though, and much to his horror, she'd looped her arm in his. Tugging and pulling, Nate looked down at her white knuckling his elbow as she tried to slow him down. He played along at first, dragging her with him a few steps before stopping abruptly and lifting his hands in exasperation. With any luck she'd land in the dirt.
"Fine!" He stated angrily, his nostrils flaring as he finally stopped and turned to face her. Crossing his arms stiffly, he gave her a long look down his nose. She had, after all, given him an out. But he wasn't done messing around just yet. "State your case, Pixie." He said, waving his hands as if to hurry her along. Though he donned a very satisfied smirk as he gestured to the scarf around his neck before continuing, "Because this scarf?" He tugged at a loose thread. "I bought it from a very well dressed tramp." He tilted his head, looking her from top to bottom as he clicked his tongue merrily. "Are you a tramp, as well, Pixie?"
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Feb 5, 2019 21:49:39 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Feb 5, 2019 21:49:39 GMT -7
10.26.2024 Lily’s lip curled up as the boy looked down at her, indicating that the scarf could not be hers, because it was around his neck. That was the silliest reason she had ever heard! And then he slapped her hand away. Lily felt the snap in her head, the one she didn’t like. The one that she only had to use once a month when turning into the wolf. The beast didn’t like being pushed around, especially when the rational, human side of her knew that the scarf the boy had belonged to her. Taking a deep breath to avoid socking him in the face, she decided that her best bet was to keep her hold on his arm, which seemed to be doing great for her so far. His attempts to leave her behind would be futile since she was definitely going to be hard to shake off. It only took a few steps for him to seemingly come to that conclusion as well, stopping and tossing his hands in the air. Lily let go, mainly because she thought his declaration of defeat would mean he was handing over the scarf. It didn’t.
Instead, the boy wanted her to explain why she thought the scarf was hers. Well that was stupid. Apparently he thought calling her ‘Pixie’ and a tramp was funny. It wouldn’t be after she clocked him and took her scarf back. Keeping things civil with a thief was difficult, and she didn’t like holding back. The crowd that was surging around them wouldn’t take kindly to her swinging fists left and right, and definitely wouldn’t like it if she escalated the problem to a duel. “Do I look like a lady?” she snorted indignantly, crossing her own arms so that she could match what he was doing. Sizing the boy up was the best she could do right now. If he ran again, she could chase him down in a matter of seconds. But he didn’t need to know that until after she caught him. “And you didn’t buy it. You picked it off of the ground in the Broomsticks where it probably fell off of the back of my seat.” Lily had no proof that he had done that, but it seemed the most logical to her. There was still the possibility that an employee had put it in the lost and found and this guy grabbed it because he needed a new scarf. If that was the case, he still stole it because it certainly wasn’t his. “It was made for my dad by my grandma. The ‘H’ on it? That’s not for Hogwarts. It’s for Harry. Harry Potter.” She cocked her head to the side so that she could stare up at him better. Name alone, it had the chance of being threatening. Her tone would hopefully do the rest.
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Feb 10, 2019 10:39:31 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Feb 10, 2019 10:39:31 GMT -7
THOUGH SHE WAS QUICK TO RETORT, NATE STILL looked at her as though he was deciding. No, she definitely didn't look like a lady. So he screwed up his face and shrugged, "Not really." They'd reduced to simply trading barbs but Nate wasn't ready to give up just yet, not even when she looked at him so fiercely he thought she might hex him or something. She knew exactly how he'd gotten it, but that only spurred Nate on.
"If it means so much to you, why was it on the ground?" He asked her, despite the fact that he'd almost admitted taking it by doing so. He was probably going to give her it back, mostly because she wouldn't leave him alone. But, he didn't feel particularly bad when she told him where it had come from. Sentimentality was for losers. And he didn't like the way she said her fathers name. Of course he knew who Harry Potter was, but was that supposed to make him give her it back?
"Who?" He asked, playing dumb as he crossed his arms. Everybody and their grandma knew who Harry Potter was, and while he was playing dumb out loud, he was secretly looking at the annoying little girl a little differently. She wasn't a nobody, like he'd thought, but that just made him more determined to take something from her. "Is he the tramp?" He tilted his head, his smile growing a little. But, he finally reached up and began undoing the top of his coat, the scarf unravelling from within.
"Whatever happened to Finders Keepers?" Nate tutted, unhooking the scarf from his neck, but bunching it up and quickly holding it behind his back. "You can have it back." He told her, but didn't hand it over. He was enjoying himself far too much. And maybe he'd have tried harder if he hadn't already gotten a pocket full of things to take back and keep.
"But, just so you know." He leaned towards her, the scarf soft in his hands. "I didn't find it on the ground." He pouted out his bottom lip and held it out, his mouth curling in to a wicked grin. "I swiped it right off the back of your seat." Letting it drop, he gave her the option to catch it or let it get soaked. "You didn't even notice." Backing off, Nate gave her a little wave and turned to leave still grinning. She knew a little more about him than he was usually comfortable with, but he didn't really care. Already feeling like he'd won something by simply managing to swipe it in the first place.
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
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Mar 17, 2019 17:20:02 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on Mar 17, 2019 17:20:02 GMT -7
10.26.2024 For a moment, Lily was sort of proud that neither of them considered her a lady. She disliked that more than anything. Ladies didn’t run around amok, leaving chaos in their wake. And they certainly didn’t purposely get themselves turned into a werewolf. Those sorts of stories only happened in the really poorly written teen romance novels that muggles were fans of. Lily refused to allow her life experience to be mocked by silly love triangles between humans and their demi-human crushes. Whenever she had a chance in muggle bookstores or Flourish and Blotts, she made a point of turning the entire section around when nobody was looking. It was her form of protest against the entire genre.
With the debate of her being either a tramp or a lady out of the way, she found herself at a loss for the boy’s follow up question. He was right; she should not have allowed it to have fallen off her chair. At the same time though, he outright admitted that he had picked it up from behind her. Her eyes narrowed in a scrutinizing manner as she studied him harshly. He lied about where he had gotten it, which she knew he was doing already, but that didn’t help his case in coming clean about it. Regardless, Lily continued to stare up at the boy, letting him dig a deeper hole for himself. She would get her scarf back one way or another. She had eyes and ears everywhere. It wouldn’t take long to figure out who he was and what house he was in, and then he would regret taking it from her.
“What are you? Stupid?” she asked. Everyone knew who her dad was. Like they should. Lily disliked holding the ‘my dad saved all of your parents’ thing over other people’s heads, but she would do it here if necessary. The boy was a prick trying to play dumb. Wanting to add more, Lily barely had time to open her mouth before her scarf was falling in front of her eyes, plummeting (gracefully floating?) towards the muddy, half-melted ground. Her hands shot out, snagging it just in time so only one end of it touched, the tassels gaining a brown tint to their normal burgundy. Her lip turned up in a snarl at the boy as he explained that he had taken it off of her chair in the pub, the exact thing she had been worried had happened from the start. “Yeah, I didn’t notice because I didn’t expect someone to have itchy fingers for other people’s stuff,” she growled as he started to back away from her.
“Did I say you could go?” Lily added as she stepped up to him again, closer this time than she had been before. Her scarf was now safely clutched in her left hand, but she could still slug him with her right if she felt like it. “You’re a pretty shit thief if you’re getting caught like this.”
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
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Apr 10, 2019 11:50:30 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Apr 10, 2019 11:50:30 GMT -7
NATE HAD TO ADMIT HE ENJOYED THE BAFFLED expression on the Potter's face as he feigned ignorance to her famous father. He could be pretty arrogant himself, but he sure hated seeing it displayed in others. Her ego like a living thing between them. Battling Nate's own as they grappled for control of such an unfortunate situation. When she called him stupid, he snickered, rolling his eyes at her as they stood toe-to-toe. "Are you?" He jibbed back childishly, because who was so visibly insulted by such a minor slight? He felt like he'd learned something about her character then.
Though he frowned in disappointment when, upon letting go of the precious scarf, Lily had the quick reflexes to snatch it before it touched the sludgy snow below. He'd been hoping to mar it's pretty, soft wool. "That's what makes you such an easy mark," Nate sniffed, though he had been caught and had very little leverage over her any more. She had, in some cases, won. But, Nate refused to believe that. It hadn't even really felt like stealing. He just... picked things up. Now, he was just fighting for the sake of fighting. "You're never watching your back."
And while he'd tried to have the last word, Lily seemed discontent. He could smell the woody scent of her she was so close, like she ran around rolling in grass and pine needles. It made his nose wrinkle as he scowled at her. "What are you, my mother?" Which was funny because his mother had never stopped him from going anywhere. "And I'm actually a pretty decent thief." He defended himself, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes at her. "It's the getaway I've yet to perfect."
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lily luna potter
HOGWARTS ALUM WEREWOLF WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES CASHIER
392 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 26, 2024 6:47:30 GMT -7
WIZARDING ADULT
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May 2, 2019 21:23:50 GMT -7
Post by lily luna potter on May 2, 2019 21:23:50 GMT -7
10.26.2024 Lily was taken aback by the boy’s response to her question. First off, she disliked having a question shot back at her after she asked one, especially when she was trying to get to the bottom of this. Secondly, she didn’t like the insinuation that she was stupid. Sure, she struggled in class and her attention span wasn’t the longest in the world, but it certainly wasn’t the shortest! Lily also took issue with the fact that the boy was playing dumb about knowing who her dad was. Her own arrogance aside for a moment, everyone had to know who Harry Potter was. Unless this guy lived underground and was denied access to any sort of news for the last five months, then he had to be pulling her leg. If he had been trying to distract her so her scarf would fall onto the ground, it didn’t work. “No. I caught you with my scarf. If I was stupid, I wouldn’t have found it,” Lily justified, trying her best to turn it back onto him. She was doing a poor job at it because he was still getting her riled up.
As he continued jawing back at her, Lily maintained a disgusted look on her face. She was pretty good at being stubborn when she needed to be, and according to her mum, that was a very Potter trait. “Bragging when you’ve been caught is stupid,” she said, making sure to repeat the fact that she had found him with her scarf. She was standing on the tips of her toes so that she could close the gap in their height. He wasn’t terribly tall and if he decided to make a run for it, Lily knew she could chase him down in a matter of seconds. The best part was that he didn’t know that, and the mere thought of it had her hoping he’d try.
Sticking her hands out on both sides of the boy, she patted at his jacket, smirking up at him. “I bet you’ve got more stuff, don’t you? That’s why you tried to get rid of me so fast.” She had no idea if the things she felt through the jacket fabric belonged to him or not, but she made sure to pat the pockets a few more times to give him an idea of what she was talking about. “Turn out your pockets, I wanna see what you think is important enough to steal.”
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Nathaniel David Forrester
HOGWARTS ALUM DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL ACCIDENTS AND CATASTROPHES INTERN PART-TIME EMPLOYEE HAPPILY EVER AFTER PIZZA EMPORIUM
296 posts
played by Chanel
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last online Mar 28, 2024 12:17:58 GMT -7
MINISTRY
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Jun 17, 2019 11:34:44 GMT -7
Post by Nathaniel David Forrester on Jun 17, 2019 11:34:44 GMT -7
THE FIERY LITTLE POTTER WAS LIKE A THORN IN Nate's side, but he couldn't bear to simply walk off. She kept niggling him and he couldn't help but bite. Usually, Nate was better at keeping his cool around students. Being the one to antagonise and not be antagonised. He scoffed, loud and hard as he curled his lip at her. "If you weren't stupid," He drew out the word as if she were hard of hearing. "I reckon you wouldn't have lost it in the first place, mate!" And with that, Nate felt sure he'd given a very apt response. If entirely childish.
Nate's own expression was simply a mirror of Lily's. They stared down at each other as if they'd never seen anything so visually and spiritually disgusting before. She was awful, a pale little brat with dirty red hair and a love of ugly, monogrammed scarves. He knew she was probably thinking much the same on her own end, but he didn't care to find out. Not in the slightest. "Eh..." Nate's eyes narrowed even further. "You're a bit short for a copper." He drawled with a ridiculing sneer.
However, Nate was struck dumb as he little hands started patting him down roughly. He shirked away futilely, his arms coming in close to himself as he batted her off lamely. "Hey!" He exclaimed, wriggling like a child being man-handled by its mother. "Get away from me, you tiny little twit!" It wasn't his best insult but he was trying to stop her tickling fingers as she tried to worm her way in to his pockets, where he indeed did have a few other little trinkets. He jumped away from her, holding out a stern hand as he puffed out a hard breath.
"You're an insufferable little rat," He grumbled angrily, his face and ears ruddy as he shoved his hands in to his pockets. He pulled out a little snow globe first, lobbing it down at her feet so that it shattered. And then he took a step back towards her, easing himself in to her space as she had him, the glass crunching under foot carelessly. His chin dipped ever so slightly so that he could eye her with his haughty rage. He knew, somehow, that if he just ran she'd lay chase. Nate wanted her out of his sight for good. So, he dipped in to his stuffed, seemingly bottomless pockets and began grabbing things from them.
He shoved another snow globe in to her pocket, a pair of rickety sunglasses next which he wormed up her jumper. Next, was a lovely little red velvet purse with black drawstrings. And lastly, he rifled out her purse, which he'd snatched when she'd first knocked in to him on the snowy road. Just as she'd realised he was waltzing around in her scarf. That, he held up, swinging from two fingers in front of his smirking face, waiting for her to recognise it. "You ain't got nothing worth keeping, babe." He told her, before flicking it at her easily. "Keep the rest..." He took a step backwards. "Look like you could use a bit of fun." That came with a once over, from top to toe. "Now, why don't you fuck off, eh?"
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