Hogsmeade Weekend

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WHO: 3rd years and up + teachers
TONE: Fun, cute, shoppy, romantic
RATING: G to PG-13
WHEN: November 17th and 18th!
WHERE: The Village of Hogsmeade!
WHAT: Everyone goes shopping in Hogsmeade Village, some on dates, some just looking to have a good time!
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whatever tag format you want!

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

I was only there a month. Then we came here. So really I'd only been to like one, maybe two meetings.

[He walks with him easily.]

[greenmoonrising]

Did you keep your uniform? [Grins.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Smirks]

Toggle and everything. Why? Got a boy scout fetish?

[greenmoonrising]

Not particularly - I just need physical evidence of this boy scout business because frankly, you're the last person I'd ever have imagined as one.

[arrogantalloy]

Not particularly, means kind of does. Dad thought it would keep me out of trouble, or out of his hair at least.

[greenmoonrising]

Did you enjoy it?

[arrogantalloy]

It was okay, but not really an outdoorsy kind of kid, I guess.

[greenmoonrising]

[Chuckles.]

Yeah, I can see that. [Blinks up at the castle as they start approaching the entrance.]

[arrogantalloy]

I wish I could pretend to be insulted by that, really. I do.

[greenmoonrising]

It takes a lot more than that to insult you.

[Shrugs and walks into the castle, loosening his scarf since it's warmer now.]

[arrogantalloy]

You know, I don't think I've actually ever been insulted. If we don't count Thor's existence.

[greenmoonrising]

You're only insulted by him because he started developing body hair faster than you and grew taller.

[Starts heading up stairs for the dorms.]

[arrogantalloy]

You have body hair, I'm not insulted by you. Well, you do insult me, but I never take offence to it.

[Follows him while idly looking around at the paintings, nodding at a few of them in greeting.]

[greenmoonrising]

That's because you like my body hair. [Rolls eyes.]

[arrogantalloy]

Well yeah, this is true. Mostly because dark hair looks better.

[greenmoonrising]

On tanned, fit bodies maybe. [Heads up the stairs, hanging onto the banister as the cases move.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Seems less that bothers about the staircases moving]

WE're in Scotland in the middle of winter. What tans?

[He chuckles]

[greenmoonrising]

[Waits until the stairs have stopped before continuing up.]

Not pasty white Ravenclaws, that's for sure.

[arrogantalloy]

I'm not pasty.

[He pulls an indignant look.]

Just pale.

[greenmoonrising]

Why does everything have to be about you? [Smirks and keeps heading up for the tower.]

[arrogantalloy]

Because, I've been present for every major event in my life. So, everything is always about me.

Also, you're not pasty either. I mean the only one that comes to mind with that description is Herbert. I swear he's allergic to vitamin D or something.

[greenmoonrising]

I'm plenty pasty, and don't be mean about Herbert. He just prefers his books to being outdoors.

[Stops at the entrance and answers the riddle before stepping in.]

[arrogantalloy]

Well he doesn't give me much of a reason to give him a puppy and a pat on the head. And so does most of Ravenclaw, we're not all ghosts.

[greenmoonrising]

Shocking, don't let anyone from the other houses find out about that.

[Waves to a few of the younger students who recognize them and heads up for their dorm.]