Part One
A/N: I'm trying my best on Sebastian's accent so I'm sorry if it doesn't sound right!
Chapter 6
Still at Diagon Alley
"Brian!" Cale Christian shouted from inside Madame Milkin's. "Brian, come here!"
"There you are." Brian Weasley, Charlie's oldest and a seventh year, said when he'd entered the robe shop. "I thought we were meeting at Quality Quidditch Supplies?"
"We were," Cale lowered his voice and pulled Brian over to the side. "But then Katrin and Tabitha said they needed help picking out new dress robes."
"Why would they need new dress robes for a Masque?"
"Who knows."
"Cale!" Tabitha called, peeking around the changing room door.
"Yes?"
"Cale, love, can you help me with this zipper?"
"Yeah, just a second." He turned back to Brian. "And that's why we're here." He gave a wicked smile and punched Brian in the shoulder, nearly hopped his way to where Tabitha was holding the front of her tight aqua dress robes and pouting in Cale's direction.
"It's a Halloween Ball." Brian muttered to himself. "They aren't going to need those." There was a rap on the display window and he spun to find a girl with her face smashed against the glass. "A laughing smile spread across his face as the girl pulled back, grinning like a mad woman. He knew he'd seen her before. One of Alyx's friends? //Maybe, but that girl doesn't have very many female friends.// He caught a glimpse of the tee-shirt she was wearing before a group of boys across the street waved her over. It was small and white with shaky black letters picking out the words: I'm not twisted . . . I'm just a little screwed up. She flashed him another brilliant smile before dashing away. //Yeah, defiantly one of Alyx's mates.//
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"Brooke?" James Weasley waved his hand in front of Brooke Schultz's face. "Earth to Brooke, come in Brooke."
"Huh?" She turned her head back to the two boys before her. "What?"
"Who were you looking at?" Paul Pryce smirked, following her gaze top the quintet passing Florean Fortescue's on their way to W.W.W.
"No-one." She flushed furiously, jamming her spoon back into the giant Sunday the three were sharing.
"Odd, I could have sworn it was Alex."
"Shudd-up."
"Ewww, that's gross." James muttered.
"He is cute though." Brooke mused, still gazing at the spot where Alex and his entourage had stood only moments before.
"Doesn't he have a girlfriend?" Paul asked.
"Not a _girlfriend _, per se."
"What?" Brooke said, completely perplexed.
"Well, it's more like he dates every single girl he comes across."
"Oh?"
"His age."
"Oh."
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A/N: I'm trying my best on Sebastian's accent so I'm sorry if it doesn't sound right!
Chapter 6
Still at Diagon Alley
"Brian!" Cale Christian shouted from inside Madame Milkin's. "Brian, come here!"
"There you are." Brian Weasley, Charlie's oldest and a seventh year, said when he'd entered the robe shop. "I thought we were meeting at Quality Quidditch Supplies?"
"We were," Cale lowered his voice and pulled Brian over to the side. "But then Katrin and Tabitha said they needed help picking out new dress robes."
"Why would they need new dress robes for a Masque?"
"Who knows."
"Cale!" Tabitha called, peeking around the changing room door.
"Yes?"
"Cale, love, can you help me with this zipper?"
"Yeah, just a second." He turned back to Brian. "And that's why we're here." He gave a wicked smile and punched Brian in the shoulder, nearly hopped his way to where Tabitha was holding the front of her tight aqua dress robes and pouting in Cale's direction.
"It's a Halloween Ball." Brian muttered to himself. "They aren't going to need those." There was a rap on the display window and he spun to find a girl with her face smashed against the glass. "A laughing smile spread across his face as the girl pulled back, grinning like a mad woman. He knew he'd seen her before. One of Alyx's friends? //Maybe, but that girl doesn't have very many female friends.// He caught a glimpse of the tee-shirt she was wearing before a group of boys across the street waved her over. It was small and white with shaky black letters picking out the words: I'm not twisted . . . I'm just a little screwed up. She flashed him another brilliant smile before dashing away. //Yeah, defiantly one of Alyx's mates.//
---
"Brooke?" James Weasley waved his hand in front of Brooke Schultz's face. "Earth to Brooke, come in Brooke."
"Huh?" She turned her head back to the two boys before her. "What?"
"Who were you looking at?" Paul Pryce smirked, following her gaze top the quintet passing Florean Fortescue's on their way to W.W.W.
"No-one." She flushed furiously, jamming her spoon back into the giant Sunday the three were sharing.
"Odd, I could have sworn it was Alex."
"Shudd-up."
"Ewww, that's gross." James muttered.
"He is cute though." Brooke mused, still gazing at the spot where Alex and his entourage had stood only moments before.
"Doesn't he have a girlfriend?" Paul asked.
"Not a _girlfriend _, per se."
"What?" Brooke said, completely perplexed.
"Well, it's more like he dates every single girl he comes across."
"Oh?"
"His age."
"Oh."
---
¸..· ´¨¨)) -:¦:-
¸.·´ ·´¨¨))
((¸¸.·´ ..·´ -:¦:- tbc -:¦:-
-:¦:- ((¸¸.·´*