Back to School Diagon Alley Festival! – Log 1

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WHO: Anyone visiting Diagon Alley!
TONE: Festive and busy!
RATING: PG-13 for possible language
WHEN: August 20 through 22
WHERE: Any and all of Diagon Alley
WHAT: There is a huge festival the whole week to let students get school supplies. People from all over are flocking to Diagon Alley for the best deals. That means you might meet new people or see old friends!
STATUS: Ongoing!
NOTE: Remember that this event is semi-open! Any HP AU character can have fun here, whether you're in the game or not, so have fun!

Comments

[fuckmackandme]

Ah well, you're too good a bro to dump. Come on, let's get those ice creams.

[clockspinner]

[Dave shakes it off and pointedly ignores the heat rising to his face as he falls into step with John.]

C'mon, let's go.

[When they re-enter the throng of shoppers, he might reach back and slip his hand into John's, gently holding onto his friend's spindly piano fingers.

You know, so that they don't get separated.

That's all.

Really.]

[fuckmackandme]

[Ok, that actually does make John raise an eyebrow and kinda side-eye Dave because that's not a thing they've ever done, like, ever. This is new. And weird.

And then he's pushed out of the way by some rushing douchebag, and he sees the value of it all. Oh Dave, you smart son of a... whatever his mother is like. Still, he grips Dave's hand hard when he's losing his balance, because, wow, that douchebag pushed him hard.]

[clockspinner]

[When Dave feels his hand get squeezed, he turns back to look at John in surprise, and sees him falling. He acts before he thinks, flash-stepping to catch him before he loses his balance entirely and falls.]

[fuckmackandme]

[Well. This wasn't their brightest moment, was it? The two, falling down on F&B's floor, in the middle of people not paying attention to where they're going.]

I won't tell anyone if you won't.

[clockspinner]

[Dave is sprawled on the rug that covers most of the stone floor, with John on top of him.

Well at least he broke his fall. Dave reaches up and straightens his shades, propping himself up on his elbows.

Ramble mode: engaged]

What, you mean how you were so enamoured with my blinding beauty that you just had to throw me right onto the floor in the middle of Flourish and Blott's to ravish me then and there? Jesus, Egbert, at least make a token effort to keep it in your pants. There are kids around. We've got all year to play hide the sausage, there ain't no hurry.

[fuckmackandme]

Fine, make fun of the pain I just endured of being pushed around by some douchebag twice as large as me, see if I care.

[clockspinner]

Couldn't have been too much pain, look at this choice piece of ass you landed on.

[fuckmackandme]

Your ass is on the front now? Freak.

[clockspinner]

I got my lower body surgically rotated 180 degrees, I can't believe you noticed. Some attentive beau you are, John, Christ.

...You planning on getting up anytime soon or are we just gonna settle in for some brocuddles and a nap.

[fuckmackandme]

I'm sorry, but I don't make an habit of checking my bros' ass. But that has got to be the most stupid surgery ever.

[And he's getting up. And offering Dave his hand to help him up.]

[clockspinner]

[Dave takes the offered hand and jumps to his feet easily, brushing off the ass of his pants.]

Well you're gonna be seeing a lot of mine when I totally leave you in the dust. Race you to Fortescue's?

[fuckmackandme]

Hehe, sure!

[clockspinner]

Aite. Get on your mark. Get set...

[and then instead of saying 'go', Dave just takes off running for the door. Yolo]

[fuckmackandme]

What the... Get back here, you!

[And he takes off after Dave.]

[clockspinner]

[This time, Dave's not actively trying to avoid John. And in fact, he makes good on his promise, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that he can see John the whole time that they run through the streets of Diagon Alley like a couple of parentless urchins.

He's panting a little by the time that he jogs to a stop in front of Fortescue's, putting a hand against the building as soon as he sees John start to catch up.]

What took you so long, Johnny-boy?

[fuckmackandme]

[Yeaaaah, guess who's tired.]

Fuck... Fuck you, you cheater! You owe one hell of an ice-cream for that!

[clockspinner]

Cheater? Moi? I'm a lean, mean racing machine, toned by centuries of training among the glorious monks of the far east. I am a leopard, stalking through the jungles, falling on your villagers snatching your people up.

But yeah sure, I'll buy.

[fuckmackandme]

Oh, sure you're a racing machine! A racing machine that cheated!

[clockspinner]

It's not cheating, I'm just faster than you. Get the lingo right, John, gosh.

[fuckmackandme]

You took off without the "three", that's cheating!

[clockspinner]

No one says 'go', that's like saying Rock Paper Scissors Shoot.