Originally posted by Kasake
Jake walked over to a booth in Zonkos examining all of the weird things that were in there. He found a few fizzing wizbees and walked to the clerk. "How much for these?" He asked holding them up.
5 Galleons for a pack of 50. You can get a discount if you apply for a job.
Originally posted by Kasake
Jake sipped another butterbeer as he looked out og the glass torward Shreiking Shack. He wished that he had never gotten on the Quidditch team, 'cause now everyone else hated him. If only I could have stayed a muggle, he sometimes thought when times were rough. Now was one of those times. He just wanted to cast one of the Unforgivabe Curses every once in awhile. Avada cadava!, he yelled over and over in his head, wanting something to happen.
Zac looks out the window of his shop, looking to see where the children had just ran off to. The girl was nowhere in sight. Neither was the jerk. He heard someone walking down the alley. The sun was shining magestically over the fresh fallen snow. Impossible to see who the person was, he stepped out the door. "Avada Cadava" he heard. He stopped and stood there... Expecting something to happen. Wait a minute he thought. That wasn't even a spell! Avada Cavada?
"You there!" he yelled...