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posted on the 27th of January @ 5:59pm
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| *blows off dust* *cough**hack* *cough* *dies from all the dust* |
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posted on the 3rd of January @ 10:29pm
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( Character Survey like WHOA )
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| Every post after the following word is from O2C |
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posted on the 3rd of January @ 2:43am
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Serendipity
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posted on the 8th of October @ 5:19pm
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[Family Broom shop]
[Early Friday evening]
[Anyone Attn: Oliver]
It was the reopening day for one of the Johnson family business and the line stretched around the block Witches and wizards from the village and few from elsewhere, there to get their broom repaired, get their questions answer , and some to just see Angelina. All day she had dealt with all sorts. Quidditch player, rookies, kids, and broom enthusiasts. They all meant well but on this Friday afternoon the little bell at the front was starting to drind on her nerves
"Well generally you don't ride naked but I'll see if we can sand it a little more"
Ding.
"No I'm not calling you fat sir but you are too heavy for this particular wood!"
Ding.
"Sir! I highly suggest you see a healer about that, we are not responsible for your rash you said wanted Ash for the handleNO NO NO PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON."
Ding.
"We can't repair it if it looks like it's been blown to pieces!"
Ding.
"No I DON'T need any broom lessons from you and it's no longer clever innuendo when you wink at me and I swear to Merlin if your eyes even think about moving south of my eyes again you will not live to see your seventeenth birthday, NOW GET BACK TO HOGWARTS BEFORE I OWL YOUR MUM AND MCGONAGALL!"
The cookoo clock on the wall chimed at 6 and Angelina did little to hide the grin on her face.
"six 'o clock! SIX 'O CLOCK folks! Stores closed! Everyone out! Good night, so long, happy flying, happy living and so long!" The last of the costumers were hurried out the door and Angelina locked the door tight.
She took a seat on the work bench and let out a half whimper half sigh of relief. She just wanted to go dissolve for a little while, she was happy that her Lyron and Byron managed to get the shop in order but bloody hell if she had to hear one more idiot talk about how they've bought a broom and have no idea how to use it she was going to scream. She was thankful that the day was over, though she couldn't help but feel she was forgetting something important
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posted on the 28th of September @ 7:25pm
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[Johnson residence]
[Anyone Attn: Harry and Alicia]
[Early evening]
Alicia,
Please do not go crazy but Dad had a small heart attack, he's going to be okay but I'm not going to be in London for however long it takes for dad to get back on his feet.Everything's fine really don't start crying and pick this back up off the floor or George will go into tea-cozy mode and you need to read the rest of this note! I'm leaving you and Harry in care of the Wedding/ war room. If Hannah gets back from where ever she's gone to and has any questions you and Harry have access to the war room. Here is the copy of the key I'm handing to you and you should still have the key to the flat from when you stayed over. Don't panic.
-Angie
Harry,
Just wanted to tell you dad's had a small heart attack, he's going to be okay, I just need to be here for the time being so I'm leaving you and Alicia in charge sort of. Alicia has the key to the war room and if Hannah needs anything you or 'Liss can handle it. If you want. Everything is fine really.
-Angie
She sent the letter up and sat back down in her chair.
"Don't look at me like that, makes me feel like I'm at my own funeral" said a winded voice from the couch.
She removed that back of her hand from her mouth.
"Not funny"
"You and your mother act like it" he said with a near silent chuckle that turned into a cough. She jumped up and poured him a glass of water.
"Mum!"
"I'm okay Angel, I'm fine" He took the drink
"Jake, is everything okay? Angelina go floo a healer"
"I'm fine!" He said a bit louder and bit gruffer
"I'm fine the both of you, just a cough"
She hated it this, how could he even say it was just a cough he was falling to bits!
"Dad-"
"Angel, go on your mother can handle me, with the way you've been acting you could swear death is in the kitchen with a cup of tea"
"That's not funny" She whimpered before running up to her room.
"Angel!It was just a joke, she's so sensitive these days"
Roberta just stared at him.
"What?"
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posted on the 19th of September @ 2:11am
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[Flat]
[anyone]
[afternoon]
The tales of Victoria Winchester were just about to become very hot and bothered when it was rudly interrupted by the sound of something falling from the chimney and into the fireplace. Angelina quirked her eyebrow and rolled the small television out of the way of the small fireplace. Among the ashes that hadn't been clean since last Christmas was a package, it simply Read to: Angelina Hallow Johnson at 92 Muggle London
The package had a number of red stamps on it saying return the sender who ever had sent the mysterious package didn't know how to use the muggle mail system. Curious she went to the kitchen and set the package on the table. She untied the piece of twine and the package unfolded itself and sprouted a lovely silver tea set .
"Oh my!" she gasped "I suppose we can replace the electric kettle now"
There was a short note that read politely. "Congratulations. From cousin Cassandra and Angelo"
She didn't have to try hard to figure out what this was about.
"Great aunt Daphne!" groaned. No doubt the batty woman got in touch with very distant relatives.
Another thunk from the fireplace caught her attention this time two packages she gathered them up but before she could set them aside three more arrived, soon she was running out of space. She knew her mother's side were wealthy and overly proper but this was ridiculous. For relatives she wasn't even sure her mother knew about these people desperately wanted to save face...Or get rid of their rich people junk!
"What in Merlin's name is OH MY GOD NO ABSOLUTELY NOT"
It was now blocking the pathway from the door to the hallway, fully equipped with rattle and teddy bear, it was a baby crib.
"Because that's totally appropriate!'
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posted on the 10th of September @ 8:18pm
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[Hogsmeade town square]
[EVERYONE!!!]
[Now until whenever! Comment here or post your own experiences it's all good]
HOGSMEADE END OF SUMMER FAIR
SUMMER IS ENDING,HOGWARTS IS OPENING AND SOON ANOTHER FALL WILL BE UPON US, JOIN THE VILLIAGE OF HOGSMEADE FOR ONE LAST SUMMER HUZZAH
SHOP SALES! GAMES! RIDES! EVENING DANCE! SNIDGIT GAME!PETTING ZOO!
Angelina loved fairs! She was a former "carnie" herself...well for 24 hours during Hogsmeade's last spring fair two years back, but that was neither her nor there, that's what had been missing for sometime now a good party! Two games won, and nearly half a stone down, she felt that she had earned a Butterbeer cake Honeydukes was selling at half price!
"Freash out love, be back later this evenin' I'll have a dozen more baked" The shop keep said apologetically
Angelina pouted
"Oh damn, what if I pay you 10 galleons and you sell me the one you have hiddne in the back"
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean"
"My mum's in the baking business there's always one or two in the back for "display" purposes" She gave the woman a knowing smirk.
The woman smirked back and rolled her eyes.
"Oh alrigh' I can give ya a wedge for a two sickles and an autograph for me Sis she's an Arrows fan."
"Deal" She nodded
She was handed a hearty slice of the cake and paid the woman. It was gorgeous she could almost taste the butterbeer just looking at it. She was already to dig in when she spotted a little girl with curly hair staring outside the window.
What a sweet little girl, she must smell the Butterbeer cakes...too bad she'll have to wait until the evening
She went in for a bite again and the little girl's eyes grew wider. Angelina then noticed a little sticker on her jumper that said "BIRTHDAY GIRL"
Aww it's her birthday, she should get to have cake...her mother should definitely get her cake this evening
She was then joined by another little kid with the same jumper on and that's when she realized there was emblem on the jumper that said Peasbottom Cotton Orphanage.
"...bugger" she sighed and made her way out side and handed the little girl the slice of cake then wished her a Happy Birthday. The little girl smiled and in a small voice thanked her politely before running away with the cake.
Angelina took out a sugar quill and thought about the cake that could have been.
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