paradisa | Open Post: Hogsmeade

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!plot: hogwarts

Open Post: Hogsmeade

[it's Saturday, so it's time to kick back and enjoy the lovely sights of Hogsmeade. Have a drink at the Three Broomsticks, grab some sweets from Honeydukes, or dare to check out the famously haunted Shrieking Shack! Just kick back and enjoy yourselves today!

This is technically only open to third years and above, but if you can sneak out without teachers noticing more power to you!]

[Three Broomsticks | Honeydukes | Zonko’s Joke Shop | Hog’s Head | Shrieking Shack | and feel free to make own sections!]

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[Oh, right. York blinks and wonders if she's going by Carolina or Jillian now.]

But if I have a picture, then I can write your name on it so I don't forget who that awesome Slytherin girl is.

I'm York.

[Carolina's grin brightens at that. Well, she is kind of awesome. She nods at him. ] Jillian.

There should be a place down the street.

Well, hey, it's nice to meet you, Jillian.

[He'll walk next to her down the street, trying not to swagger.]

So you like it here at school? It seems pretty nice, even if it is a lot bigger than mine.

[She's starting to really struggle with keeping her grin down as he walks beside her. Nodding, she answers,] I really like it. I'm going to be the best wizard there's ever been and this is the right place to start.

Yeah? Do you have a particular subject you're really good at, or is it just all of them?

[Not that York particularly cares about the answer (or even knows what all of the subjects are, let's be real here), but it's such a trip to see her in such a good mood that he just can't keep his eyes off her. Somehow it's very different to him than when she'd been on losses before where she'd forgotten everything, which had just made him angry. Sure, she still doesn't remember him this time, but despite recent progress this is still, in York's mind, a vast improvement.

He really hopes he'll be able to take both picture and candy back with him as a souvenir.]

[Yeah, like she can hold back the,] Almost all of them. [She pauses a moment before quietly adding,] My father didn't like the 'Acceptable' I got in Potions.

[Carolina doesn't exactly look pleased but it doesn't dampen her mood that much as they approach the small photography studio.]

See, Potions I'm all right in. [Because that's totally the same as Chemistry, right?] But History? Of Magic, that is? No way. I got "why do you bother coming to school, you hoodlum?"

[The photography studio is definitely an artifact of ancient times, as far as York's concerned, but if it will get him a cool-looking moving picture, it's totally worth the hassle.]

[Carolina can't help but laugh a little at that. She's obviously never been called a hoodlum by any professor.] I like history of magic.

[And she moves in through the front door with a nervous grin.] Are you sure you want a picture of me?

Well, your teacher here isn't so bad, I'll give you that.

[He grins right back at her, leaning against the doorframe once they're inside the shop.]

Only if you don't mind. I mean, I need some way to remember the good things about this place for when I go back, right?

[Her smile becomes much more affectionate and sweet than a smirk or confident grin.] Yeah.

[She's not sure what makes her so special though.] How many?

[He thinks about it for a moment.]

How about one of you, one of me, and two of both of us?

[Carolina nods after a moment and moves toward the counter to talk to the photographer.] Three, please.

[For his solo picture, York makes sure to pose in his most ridiculous wizard pose, copied off the way M had yelled at him to hold his wand in Transfigurations class.]

[Oh she can't help but laugh at that, even as she tries to hide it. For her solo picture, though, she's not sure what exactly to do other than copy what he did and make a wizarding pose, albeit with less drama.]

Looks good.

[And when it's time for them to pose together, he seems to hesitate a little. Hmm.]

I know.

[He'll grab a piece of candy from his bag and once the camera rolls, give it to her and wink.]

[Carolina raises an eyebrow at the offer of the candy. She accept sit with a curious expression, her fingers barely ghosting across his as she does so.] What's this for?

You know. Since it's how we met. We could each take a bite in the picture.

[It's not a kiss or anything, but being kicked is really low on York's priority list for after they turn back to normal.]

Got it. [Yeah, she had thought about a kiss but she had just met him. It would be better to relax a bit on that. Nodding, she watches him as she bites into the candy with a bright smile.]

[York bites into it after her and gives her a big grin as the photographer does his magic. This should end up being a great picture.]

Awesome. Now can these be delivered to the castle once they're developed?

[The shopkeeper replies in the affirmative and York pays for his pictures, then looks inquiringly at Carolina. Should he pay for hers too?]

[Carolina keeps grinning at him as she follows him up to the counter. She simply pulls out her own little bag of coins and pays for her picture and a copy of the one of the two of them and his solo. Hey maybe she wants to remember him too.]

Three Broomsticks?

[He gives her his best teenage smile.]

Let's go.

[After he makes sure his pictures are securely packed, of course.]

[She tucks hers away as well, taking one last moment to smile affectionately down at the candy-eating photo. Yeah, that's super fucking cute.

Of course she'll lead the way over to the Three Broomsticks, but she'll try to more or less walk beside him to encourage conversation and ~closeness~.]

[And he'll stay close to her as well, of course. It's pretty easy to ask leading questions about wizard school without giving away that he has no real idea what one does at wizard school.

When the reach the homely pub, York has to smile.]

So what's good here?

[Occasionally, her footfalls will stray a little closer to him, leading her to brush up against him every now and then in ~~kind of obvious~~ SUPER SUBTLE HINTS of her attraction. She'll answer every question he throws at her with the expertise one might expect of a wizard version of Carolina and by the time they reach the pub, she's more than excited to talk more about him than anything wizardly.]

Everything.

[She'll reach out to try and grab him around the wrist to lead him toward one of the smaller tables.]

[There's a part of York's teenage instincts that just wants to drag her off to Gryffindor Tower and make like bunnies, but an older internal voice tells him to remember that he really would like to keep those genitals when he grows up, thank you very much. So as it is he just lights up when she grabs his wrist and willingly lets himself be dragged along.]

I'll have--uh--butterbeer.

[Is it alcoholic? York's not even sure he cares.]

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