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October 8th, 2009 AT 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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September 28th, 2009 AT 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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September 19th, 2009 AT 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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September 10th, 2009 AT 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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September 1st, 2009 AT 10:18pm
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[Harry's]
[Anyone Attn:Harry]
[Early evening]
In the midst of the comments made between Oliver and Angie the night before Angie finally noticed a secret she also recognized. Harry's. She had no idea how excluded Harry was feeling, she just assumed he'd take to the role of groomsmen without thinking that initially he wanted to stand on her side, he was just as excited bout the wedding as she was. She gathered ll the wedding magazines she could long with a picture of her wedding dress and rushed over that Wednsday evening to have a Harry day with him.
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August 30th, 2009 AT 9:38pm
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[Sport Pub]
[Anyone]
[Afternoon during the Harpies Tornado game]
"Trevers with the quaffle he passes to Franklin he shoots he SCORES"
The announcers voice was almost quiet compared to to swarms of Tornadoes fans singing in unison
"TUSTHILL TILL I DIE, OH TUSTHILL TILL I DIE, I KNOW I AM, I'M SURE, I AM TUTSHILL TILL I DIE!"
Angelina was thankful for the time away from practice and wedding thoughts, a nice pub crawl on a Sunday after noon with the game on the wireless, a nice,simple...Sunday.
"THAT REF DOESN'T KNOW A GAME FROM HIS OWN BULLOCKS!"The woman beside her shouted into the crowed, her face painted with Harpies colors.
"Oi I can show ya I know my bullocks from the game!" Angie and the small group of female quidditch hooligan rolled their eyes and flicked off the Tusthill fan.
"Harpies are getting killed out there!" A woman moaned
"We're just 170 points behind this could turn around yet!" Angelina said optimistically.
"Hasstle grabs the quaffle passes to Green, Green side passes back to Hasstle confusing Trevers she shoots it and BURLINGTON CATCHES, SHE IS NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT ONE BIT LADIES AND GENTELMEN"
The fan cheered having taken a definitive lead.
"GORGEOUS BUMS GORGEOUS TITS, BUT THEY'RE FLYIN IS FOR SHIT!" They sang merrily.
"Piss off! Your Keeper is still a cockney bastard with a small pair of bullocks!" A woman shouted, the Harpies fan clapped and cheered in support.
"Go back to kitchens ya dumb birds!"
A wave of crisps and peanuts hit the Tutshill fan along with a few insults that would make anyone blush.
"Oi shut it! Somethings happening!" Angelina screamed.
"Green just took the Quaffle a bludger knocks her broom mid field she gains control she...SHE THROWS IT TOWARD THE GOAL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PITCH WHAT IS SHE THINKING! Trevers makes for an interception and GWENOG COMES OUT OF KNOW WHERE SHE TAKES IT AND SCORES!"
The small group of fan cheered even louder than the Tornadoes.
"OH MRS.TREVERS,WHAT IS SHE TO DO? TREVERS IS THINKING OF GWENOG AND WANKING IN THE LOO!" they cheered.
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August 14th, 2009 AT 1:19am
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[Flat]
[Anyone]
[Friday Afternoon]
No practice on Fridays policy was working out quite nicely this year. They had gotten their season practice schedules finally and it looked like it was going to be an easier season. Though her afternoon off was anything but exciting or relaxing. It wasn't even about not getting the garden at Blair castle! It was the fact that Oliver saw how excited she was and still found fault with the entire place and was nit picking. The Garden was huge for crying out loud they didn't even have to be near the stupid bridge if they didn't want to. And what hurt the most was that it hadn't gone at all how she imagined it, she had thought she had done a good thing picking a muggle place in Scotland it would have been easier for Mrs.Wood to get there and would make her muggle in-laws feel more comfortable. Then Parkinson added insult to injury by not only out bidding her but she decided to take over the entire castle on her wedding date. Not to mention her mothers not so subtle wedding dress hints were turning into desperate threats. She had recently sent her a magazine with Parkinson on the cover.
She rolled her eyes and ripped the cover off and continued reading.
( This Months Issue of Purple Heels )
((Yes idle hands stay at the photoshop))
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August 7th, 2009 AT 7:37pm
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[Outside of Blair Castle]
[Hannah and anyone else who'd be there]
[Saturday after noon]
They had looked t the locations backward the Castle Ruins near Aberdeen was nice in pictures but windy in person she felt she'd have to tie herself to Oliver to make it through the ceremony without falling off the cliff. Now they were at Blair castle. She couldn't wait to show Hannah the gardens and the lawns, it wasn't exactly simple like Angie and Oliver but she thought it was proper place to have wedding and very picturesque.
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July 28th, 2009 AT 10:41pm
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[Flat]
[Anyone]
[After Quiddich charity]
She got the pucking one. Out of the sea of kids they gave her little Lisa the girl who had one too many cucumber sandwiches they gave her to Angie and she upchucked all over her dress. When she arrived home she was still in shock. She sighed and put on some less than flattering work out clothes and went into the "Bridal room" to check out recent magazines her mum had sent her.
Dear Angelina
Look at the Charms list in Witch weekly also I think it's high time we started looking for a dress not to mention you STILL haven't decided on everyone elses dresses.
Love,
Your mother who's only trying to help!
( Witch Weekly Bridal edition ((b/c I got bored)) )
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July 21st, 2009 AT 1:50pm
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[Alicia's work]
[Anyone Attn: Katie and Alicia]
[Afternoon]
*stands on some persons desk* Oi oi oi! You lucky people! I've got embarrassing photos of a one Miss Alicia Spinnet!
*ears around the office perk up*
And if said Spinnet does not show her face for lunch pictures from first year to third will all be yours! If she does not join me and her mate to a birthday lunch.
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