You walk down Diagon Alley, your eyes darting from side to side, amazed at what you can see. You stumble upon an ice cream shop where many people are holding cones. A man hurries round giving ice creams to little children. This place serves bright cones, which don't melt in the sun, and are perfect on any day.
Note: You may also mix-match with the flavours (e.g one scoop of chocolate and one scoop of vanilla. To make the pictures bigger, you can just click on them! Also, for the RP, please let me come up and ask what you want.
Today was a day for shopping for the new school year, apparently. She'd already been fitted for her robes and gotten her wand. Everything else was still missing, but they were going under a heat wave and the temperature was making her really agitated and overwhelmed, especially with all the sweaty bodies in Diagon Alley making so much noise. Her parents had been understanding and dropped her off at the ice cream parlor, citing they'd go get her cauldron and check out the rest of the materials for her while she chilled out for a bit. Except... even getting the small table for two she had now was also a struggle. She had to pull out the I'm young and deaf guilt card. Some part of her felt bad, but it was the only way she'd find a table. Could you blame her? Finally, she sits down and exhales, relieved.
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 13:12, January 6, 2020 (UTC)
He was sitting to the table directly to her left, already happily licking a cone that had several flavors stacked up high.
Her relief is sadly short-lived as she realizes she forgot to pick up spoons on the way. Dammit! Honestly, she would've stood up to grab one, but that old lady in the corner was eying her table in a way that made Tobin uncomfortable. Deciding she wasn't gonna risk it, she brings the cup to her face and licks the whipped cream right off the ice cream. What's the alternative, lose the table? No, thank you.
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 04:40, January 7, 2020 (UTC)
He looks up when he sees someone else sitting down. It's that girl from Honeydukes. "Hey," he says with a wave before taking another lick.
Tobin sees his wave outside the corner of her eye, and deduces he's speaking to her. She looks up, smiles and lifts the cup in acknowledgment, blissfully ignorant of the speck of whipped cream on her nose.
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 19:23, January 7, 2020 (UTC)
He ignored the whipped cream. It wasn't a lot. "Good day for ice cream."
Tobin glances up. She just barely resists frowning, primarily because she knows he doesn't know about her selective muteness. After some careful consideration, where the pros (what if he's my next Hogwarts friend?) just barely outweighed the cons (what if he's like the others?), she shimmies out of her backpack's sleeves. She digs through it for a moment, before pulling out a small notepad and pen. She doesn't wanna take up too much space with her whiteboard. Yeah! Are you?
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 16:55, January 8, 2020 (UTC)
He glanced at the whiteboard, wondering why she was using it. She'd used spoken words at Honeydukes. "I am," he said nodding.
Tobin nods. She turns the notepad to her and, in between licks, writes down: That's nice! I know other kids starting this fall, too. Are you looking forward to it?
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 03:47, January 9, 2020 (UTC)
He nodded. "My brother started a few years ago. And my..." he tried to figure out the most accurate way to describe the Prince kids. "Cousin-y type people are there, too. So my sister and I have been waiting for awhile. Her probably longer than me."
That's cool! She shows him her notepad and then takes her time to enjoy a bit more of her ice cream before she concerns herself with writing more. My older sister just graduated. My older brother the year before her. My cousin-y type person (ironically, lol) starts this year with us, too!!
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 13:35, January 9, 2020 (UTC)~
He grinned. "Is it a cousin of a cousin?" He asked with a grin, happy someone sort of understood.
Well, we aren't related by blood, but he was raised as a cousin-y type person. Mum and dad mentioned something about another cousin-y person starting in September, but I've never met him. Her writing gets progressively messier the more she writes, but it's thankfully still legible. I'm Tobin!
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 18:12, January 9, 2020 (UTC)
He had to read that one twice before he fully comprehended. "Hudson," he said with a smile.
Hudson... Hudson... why does that sound familiar? Tobin tilts her head, eyes squinting slightly as she stares at the boy inquisitively. Suddenly, a lightbulb goes on in her head. Oh my God. Are you by any chance Hadley's twin brother?
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 19:33, January 13, 2020 (UTC)
It didn't surprise him that Hadley had met someone first so he nodded. "Yes."
That's nice! We met at the bowling alley the other day. Tobin waits for him to read before she flips the page to write some more. We're supposed to meet up with some of my other friends next week, and she told me she'd bring you. Guess we beat her to it, huh?
Hudson DaneFuture Hufflepuff First Year -Hiding in the shadows – 12:45, January 15, 2020 (UTC)
He chuckled taking a lick. "Guess so." Hadley probably wouldn't like that. But he didn't need to say that.
Zilya managed her way with her mother and sister through Diagon Alley while they shopped around for new robes and clothing. It was only three of them today without Zenia, who remained home with a cold. She was lucky that at least Zoe was there (and not grounded anymore finally). How some people did not die of boredom from being the only child, Zilya would never know. Once they reached a shoe store, her eyes perked up at the ice cream shop, recognizing it from visits before. She began to convince her mom to let her and her sister get ice cream while she tried on shoes, and bounced right in, Zoe being dragged right behind her, when getting a 'fine'. There was another place similar back in Coral Gates, but Zilya had always enjoyed this one more. It hit different. Of course, on the warm summer day it was, there was a little line, but that gave Zilya more time to decide a flavour anyways. Was she craving the Lemondrop right now, or the Cookie dough? Or even the Rocky Road? Trick question—she was craving them all. "What are you getting?" she asked Zoe, hoping it would help her decide. Whatever Zoe got, Zilya would cross it off on her list of choices. She refused to get the same flavour as another person in the same party, since there was no doubt she'd steal a bite of theirs.
Zoe was finally free!! And of course the first thing that happened was that she was dragged out to another family outing in the alley. And she wasn't even allowed to drag Tobin along. At least she was allowed ice cream. Trailing after Zilya (why couldn't both her and Zenia be sick with a cold?), she rolled her eyes when she heard the question. "Why, so you can steal it? You better not choose what I want," she said, turning her nose up at the idea, heading to the selections. What does Zoe even want? She didn't know. Of course, Zilya had the money and she didn't think they had enough for two scoops so Zoe had to choose very carefully.
"No, no, no, I'd make sure I'd get a different type from yours," she corrected, still looking at the menu board. Becoming distracted, it took a second for her to realize they could step up in line again. "The second best part of getting ice cream—behind eating the ice cream—is trying a bite of everyone else's and they trying a little of yours." Zilya didn't doubt that Zoe would refuse to share similarly to how she had just described, but it was always worth the shot. She was a persistent child, but, well, so was Zoe. "You know what, I'm getting the cookie dough. You can never go wrong with that flavor. It's perfect for every occasion—summer, winter, good days, sad days, or even on sick days."
"Then good. And no, you won't!" She said, her elbow aiming straight for her sister. "You're not going to touch mine. Go try convincing Zenia to get some and steal hers. I'm getting 'Eertie Bott's Every Flavour Ice Cream'!" She declared. Just because Zoe wanted to be seen as daring and brave. Like a Gryffindor. She'd gotten it four times and only one time has she been able to swallow it. Was it a good idea then to get it? Probably not. "Four sickles," she said, pulling out her handful of coins stuffed into her pockets to try and count them out, her tongue caught between her teeth.
"Ow!" she exclaimed dramatically, putting both hands on where she had been elbowed. It hadn't actually hurt all that much, and the both of them knew that, but what was Zilya if not extra. "Zenia would share with me and that's why she's my favorite sister." Another dramatic lie, because Zilya didn't have a favorite sibling. She was too indecisive. "Really?" Her nose wrinkled in disgust at the flavor. "Then I'm good. Have it all. I'll just enjoy my cookie dough in peace." She pulled out four sickles from her pocket as well, having come from her mother when asking to go inside the shop. They were able to step up once more, becoming ahead of the line now and just a few steps behind the people currently ordering.
Zoe didn't believe she was hurt for one second. Zoe might even be inclined to hit her again just to prove a point. "It's fine, you can just stick with your super boring flavour," Zoe responded as she bounced along the line. "And Zenia's favourite sister is me so that's unfortunate for you."