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The time was about 2 o'clock when they had left the robes shop and headed towards the pet-store. They entered, and looking around they were bombarded with the smell of fur and animal excrement. The two girls looked around in awe, in a glass case to the back of the store on the counter, kittens were playing hopscotch, next to that, rats and mice were jumping rope using there tails. All around the store common household animals, usually classified as un-intelligent, were doing something amazing. Something had caught Miranda's eye, moving swiftly and silently to a glass case at the back of the store. She pressed her face up against it, "Bats" she whispered. "Oh god," Jess replied rolling her eyes, ever since they had visited the nocturnal house at the zoo, Miranda had been fussing about not having a bat and how she wanted a bat, and Bat Batty McBat. She moved to join her friend whose face was now flat up against the glass.
"Ok Miranda we can get you a . . ferrets!" she said bolting across the tiny shop, to a glass case containing brown, blonde, black and white ferrets.
"DEAR GOD they are gorgeous, Miranda come over here and look at the pretty ferrets,"
"Can't, busy,"
"Oh yeah, I can feel the enthusiasm, all the way from here."
Jess was waving and saying hello to all of the ferrets and completely squishing her face up against the class.
"Can I help you?" came a voice from behind. Jess screamed, the woman had frighten them half to death, Miranda hand her hand on her chest and was breathing heavily.
"Don't DO that," Miranda said trying to catch her breathe.
"Sorry, I noticed that you were looking at the bats, beautiful creatures, they are however an aquired taste," she said looking into the bats cage. Jess had returned to squishing her face up against the glass and stroking it lovingly.
"Yes, I love them,"
*
20 minuets later, Jess and Miranda exited the pet shop, bringing with them 1 small cage covered in a black cloth, another larger cage covered in an even bigger black cloth, and an empty little cage.
"Jess!" Miranda said pointing at the empty cage, "your rats gone!"
"Ferret, you dumb bastard, it's a bloody ferret," Miranda started to giggle, she had always taken pleasure in irritating Jess, "and it's right here," she said patting her wriggling pocket.
"Oooohhhh, lets take a look then," she said reaching into Jess's pocket and pulling out a black ferret, "Jess, what's up with the colour?"
"Oh shut up Miranda, I like it in black,"
"It's not black, you complete idiot"
"What?" Jess said spinning around, and sure enough, in Miranda's palm a little curled up, black quivering thing.
"Yes, it's black Miranda see," Jess said and with that the ferret awoke, and looked straight a her, it's eyes were a deep red set against a . . . . . .a WHITE face!?!? The oddly coloured ferret looked at her once, blinked and jumped from Miranda's hand to land lightly on Jess's shoulder.
She held out her hand to the ferret, "Come on, on ya get," she said to it, and thus it obeyed. She observed this multi-coloured ferret. The bottom half of it was a deep night black, and the rest of it was albino, including its red eyes.
"My three favourite colours," she said eying it off, "alright then back in the pocket," the ferret obeyed, however sticking it's head out every so often to look at where they were going, curious little thing.
*
The two girls entered Olivanders, the room was dark and dusty, ridiculously dusty, *Emma wouldn't like this,* Miranda thought to her amusement.
"Emma would hate this, aye," Jess whispered to Miranda.
She looked around; the walls were lined with shelves, upon shelves of long cardboard boxes. The shop was empty apart from one tall desk in the middle of the room. A tall skinny man, came bustling out from the back rows of shelves, he stopped when he caught sight of the girls, his eyes widened.
"Ahhhh, I was wondering when I'd be seeing YOU,' he said pointing at them.
Both girls started to giggle at this.
"Do you always say that line?" jess said in-between giggles, "Because we just heard you say that to someone eles, you really need to get a new opening line." He looked hurt, he had been using that line for the past 25 years, and no-one had complained; now he had better make up a new one.
"It's not that it is bad, it's just I think you might need a change," Miranda said looking at his sad face and patting him on the back.
He felt happy that it wasn't a bad line, it was a good fuckin line, ok?
"Ok then," he said hanging his head in shame, "both of you hold out you wand arms." Instinctively they both held up there writing arms, Miranda left, Jess right.
"Curious, a lefty, haven't had one of them in a while, a hard customer," he tried to say in a mysterious voice, resulting in the girls giggling again. Agitatedly he moved to the back, from which the girls could hear rustling, mumbling, climbing, a yell and the sound of many wand boxes falling on a skinny agitated old man, a noise that there have heard SO often. The girls started to giggle, as they ran to the back of the store to help Olivander, they arrived on the scene finding only a pile of small boxes, that appeared to be moving. *
"This one is willow, nice and swishy," he said handing Miranda a wand, "go on, give it a wave," she did, she waved it right at jess, whom went flying across the room.
"NO!," Miranda yelled holding out her free handing, and squeezing her eyes shut tight thinking that it would stop her. It didn't. As jess went flying through the air, the wall that she was supposed to hit, exploded, and bits of timber rained down on jess as she lay helpless of the floor of broken timber.
"OW, YOU BITCH!" Jess got up, and holding onto her tenderized arse, stormed over to Miranda, whose face had contorted in fear. She held up her hand and gave Miranda's back a huge SMACK.
"God, jess why did you have to do THAT for!"
"Well Miranda, you dumb bastard, in case you hadn't realized, you just shot me across the room!"
"God, it was an accident, there was no ne- . ." Both girls stopped, and turned there heads to look at Olivander, and followed his look of horror to the rubble that lay once were the wooden wall had. The people in the shop next door, were poking there heads in and looking around trying to find the source, that had caused this lack of wall.
"Not to worry, you must've swished your wand again," he said looking for a reason as to why, the wall had exploded so gallantly.
"Oh, yeah," Miranda said looking down at her own hand, "I must've."
A look of amazement and shock all mingle into one was now on her face. He pulled out his own wand, "Basis repairo," he said, and the bits of wood, flew back up and formed a perfect wall once again, 'now back to the wands,' and with that he disappeared only to return with at least 20 boxes in arm.
*
It was getting dark, and they were still on Olivanders, choosing wands, or the wands choosing them.
"Try this," Mr Olivander said in a dull voice. These girls were tricky customers, so far he had to shoo away at least 10 others, because he was still on these ones. His vase of flowers had just exploded, and bits of flowers and glass fell into his hair, he didn't care, boredom had taken over him.
"Try this," he said handing Miranda ANOTHER wand, "Rowan, 8 inches, hair of an animagus dog, nice and swishy." That was the one. The air all around Miranda began to blow violently, a wind that cam from nowhere, she started to feel at though all the hair on her arm was standing on end, and a white sort of electricity was creeping along her skin.
"Wooha, talk about a head rush," she said trying to steady herself, against the dusty chair Jess was sitting on. Jess shifted to the other side of the chair, she was still angry at Miranda for making her fly across the room.
"Good for you," she said coldly, as she got up and walk over the bored looking Olivander.
"Come on man, make with the wands, I want to get out of here before I turn 70," she said snapping her fingers at Olivander. He quickly walked to the back of the room, and returned with handfuls of boxes, now she had a chance to ruin even more of his store.
15 wands in, she found her match, Willow, 8 inch, with two drops of blood in it, one from a unicorn and the other from a phoenix. Interesting, she thought, as the red electricity that had danced along her skin had faded and the air that blew was gone.
*
They left the shop, much to the relief of Olivander, who was getting very annoyed by these two giggling pixies. They made there way up to the cool move-y brick-y thing-y as it had been re-named by Jess. They did the little, tap, tap, tap on the bricks and then returned to the dusty, dark leaky cauldron. Jess had noticed a lot of things we dark, and dusty. They entered said hello to the bar keep and walked up stairs to get changed for dinner.
* "So Miranda," Jess said breaking the cold silence that had filed the room "What are you going to name your bat?" Jess said cooly. "Spike," she said in response, with no emotion. The two girls's eyes met, they had both accepted that neither one was going to say sorry, so that they best just forget it.
"Spike? You've got to be kidding me!" Jess said, knowing full well about Miranda's buffy the vampire slayer obsession, her having one aswell.
"Shut up! You like him too. What's the rats name?" she said slipping a dress over her head. Miranda said rat purposely to agitate Jess.
"For the last time!" Jess screamed "it's a fucking ferret. And it's name is Draco,"
"Draco?" Miranda said giggling
"Yes Draco, like from dragon heart?" she said slipping on her crazy pants.
*
Miranda and Jess walked down the stairs slowly, giggling about something or other, as they always do. Walking past the bar, they waved and smiled to the bar tender and sat in a table. Jess looked around, looking over all of the strangely dressed people, she fit in so well with these people. Her eyes were caught by something very ridiculously blonde, turning her head and squinting her eyes she saw him. The boner-boy was sitting at the table across and to the left of them. He looked up from his menu and there eyes met, *I wonder if I can make him go red again* Jess thought evilly, and winked at him. It had worked and the boy went bright red, got up and left.
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The time was about 2 o'clock when they had left the robes shop and headed towards the pet-store. They entered, and looking around they were bombarded with the smell of fur and animal excrement. The two girls looked around in awe, in a glass case to the back of the store on the counter, kittens were playing hopscotch, next to that, rats and mice were jumping rope using there tails. All around the store common household animals, usually classified as un-intelligent, were doing something amazing. Something had caught Miranda's eye, moving swiftly and silently to a glass case at the back of the store. She pressed her face up against it, "Bats" she whispered. "Oh god," Jess replied rolling her eyes, ever since they had visited the nocturnal house at the zoo, Miranda had been fussing about not having a bat and how she wanted a bat, and Bat Batty McBat. She moved to join her friend whose face was now flat up against the glass.
"Ok Miranda we can get you a . . ferrets!" she said bolting across the tiny shop, to a glass case containing brown, blonde, black and white ferrets.
"DEAR GOD they are gorgeous, Miranda come over here and look at the pretty ferrets,"
"Can't, busy,"
"Oh yeah, I can feel the enthusiasm, all the way from here."
Jess was waving and saying hello to all of the ferrets and completely squishing her face up against the class.
"Can I help you?" came a voice from behind. Jess screamed, the woman had frighten them half to death, Miranda hand her hand on her chest and was breathing heavily.
"Don't DO that," Miranda said trying to catch her breathe.
"Sorry, I noticed that you were looking at the bats, beautiful creatures, they are however an aquired taste," she said looking into the bats cage. Jess had returned to squishing her face up against the glass and stroking it lovingly.
"Yes, I love them,"
*
20 minuets later, Jess and Miranda exited the pet shop, bringing with them 1 small cage covered in a black cloth, another larger cage covered in an even bigger black cloth, and an empty little cage.
"Jess!" Miranda said pointing at the empty cage, "your rats gone!"
"Ferret, you dumb bastard, it's a bloody ferret," Miranda started to giggle, she had always taken pleasure in irritating Jess, "and it's right here," she said patting her wriggling pocket.
"Oooohhhh, lets take a look then," she said reaching into Jess's pocket and pulling out a black ferret, "Jess, what's up with the colour?"
"Oh shut up Miranda, I like it in black,"
"It's not black, you complete idiot"
"What?" Jess said spinning around, and sure enough, in Miranda's palm a little curled up, black quivering thing.
"Yes, it's black Miranda see," Jess said and with that the ferret awoke, and looked straight a her, it's eyes were a deep red set against a . . . . . .a WHITE face!?!? The oddly coloured ferret looked at her once, blinked and jumped from Miranda's hand to land lightly on Jess's shoulder.
She held out her hand to the ferret, "Come on, on ya get," she said to it, and thus it obeyed. She observed this multi-coloured ferret. The bottom half of it was a deep night black, and the rest of it was albino, including its red eyes.
"My three favourite colours," she said eying it off, "alright then back in the pocket," the ferret obeyed, however sticking it's head out every so often to look at where they were going, curious little thing.
*
The two girls entered Olivanders, the room was dark and dusty, ridiculously dusty, *Emma wouldn't like this,* Miranda thought to her amusement.
"Emma would hate this, aye," Jess whispered to Miranda.
She looked around; the walls were lined with shelves, upon shelves of long cardboard boxes. The shop was empty apart from one tall desk in the middle of the room. A tall skinny man, came bustling out from the back rows of shelves, he stopped when he caught sight of the girls, his eyes widened.
"Ahhhh, I was wondering when I'd be seeing YOU,' he said pointing at them.
Both girls started to giggle at this.
"Do you always say that line?" jess said in-between giggles, "Because we just heard you say that to someone eles, you really need to get a new opening line." He looked hurt, he had been using that line for the past 25 years, and no-one had complained; now he had better make up a new one.
"It's not that it is bad, it's just I think you might need a change," Miranda said looking at his sad face and patting him on the back.
He felt happy that it wasn't a bad line, it was a good fuckin line, ok?
"Ok then," he said hanging his head in shame, "both of you hold out you wand arms." Instinctively they both held up there writing arms, Miranda left, Jess right.
"Curious, a lefty, haven't had one of them in a while, a hard customer," he tried to say in a mysterious voice, resulting in the girls giggling again. Agitatedly he moved to the back, from which the girls could hear rustling, mumbling, climbing, a yell and the sound of many wand boxes falling on a skinny agitated old man, a noise that there have heard SO often. The girls started to giggle, as they ran to the back of the store to help Olivander, they arrived on the scene finding only a pile of small boxes, that appeared to be moving. *
"This one is willow, nice and swishy," he said handing Miranda a wand, "go on, give it a wave," she did, she waved it right at jess, whom went flying across the room.
"NO!," Miranda yelled holding out her free handing, and squeezing her eyes shut tight thinking that it would stop her. It didn't. As jess went flying through the air, the wall that she was supposed to hit, exploded, and bits of timber rained down on jess as she lay helpless of the floor of broken timber.
"OW, YOU BITCH!" Jess got up, and holding onto her tenderized arse, stormed over to Miranda, whose face had contorted in fear. She held up her hand and gave Miranda's back a huge SMACK.
"God, jess why did you have to do THAT for!"
"Well Miranda, you dumb bastard, in case you hadn't realized, you just shot me across the room!"
"God, it was an accident, there was no ne- . ." Both girls stopped, and turned there heads to look at Olivander, and followed his look of horror to the rubble that lay once were the wooden wall had. The people in the shop next door, were poking there heads in and looking around trying to find the source, that had caused this lack of wall.
"Not to worry, you must've swished your wand again," he said looking for a reason as to why, the wall had exploded so gallantly.
"Oh, yeah," Miranda said looking down at her own hand, "I must've."
A look of amazement and shock all mingle into one was now on her face. He pulled out his own wand, "Basis repairo," he said, and the bits of wood, flew back up and formed a perfect wall once again, 'now back to the wands,' and with that he disappeared only to return with at least 20 boxes in arm.
*
It was getting dark, and they were still on Olivanders, choosing wands, or the wands choosing them.
"Try this," Mr Olivander said in a dull voice. These girls were tricky customers, so far he had to shoo away at least 10 others, because he was still on these ones. His vase of flowers had just exploded, and bits of flowers and glass fell into his hair, he didn't care, boredom had taken over him.
"Try this," he said handing Miranda ANOTHER wand, "Rowan, 8 inches, hair of an animagus dog, nice and swishy." That was the one. The air all around Miranda began to blow violently, a wind that cam from nowhere, she started to feel at though all the hair on her arm was standing on end, and a white sort of electricity was creeping along her skin.
"Wooha, talk about a head rush," she said trying to steady herself, against the dusty chair Jess was sitting on. Jess shifted to the other side of the chair, she was still angry at Miranda for making her fly across the room.
"Good for you," she said coldly, as she got up and walk over the bored looking Olivander.
"Come on man, make with the wands, I want to get out of here before I turn 70," she said snapping her fingers at Olivander. He quickly walked to the back of the room, and returned with handfuls of boxes, now she had a chance to ruin even more of his store.
15 wands in, she found her match, Willow, 8 inch, with two drops of blood in it, one from a unicorn and the other from a phoenix. Interesting, she thought, as the red electricity that had danced along her skin had faded and the air that blew was gone.
*
They left the shop, much to the relief of Olivander, who was getting very annoyed by these two giggling pixies. They made there way up to the cool move-y brick-y thing-y as it had been re-named by Jess. They did the little, tap, tap, tap on the bricks and then returned to the dusty, dark leaky cauldron. Jess had noticed a lot of things we dark, and dusty. They entered said hello to the bar keep and walked up stairs to get changed for dinner.
* "So Miranda," Jess said breaking the cold silence that had filed the room "What are you going to name your bat?" Jess said cooly. "Spike," she said in response, with no emotion. The two girls's eyes met, they had both accepted that neither one was going to say sorry, so that they best just forget it.
"Spike? You've got to be kidding me!" Jess said, knowing full well about Miranda's buffy the vampire slayer obsession, her having one aswell.
"Shut up! You like him too. What's the rats name?" she said slipping a dress over her head. Miranda said rat purposely to agitate Jess.
"For the last time!" Jess screamed "it's a fucking ferret. And it's name is Draco,"
"Draco?" Miranda said giggling
"Yes Draco, like from dragon heart?" she said slipping on her crazy pants.
*
Miranda and Jess walked down the stairs slowly, giggling about something or other, as they always do. Walking past the bar, they waved and smiled to the bar tender and sat in a table. Jess looked around, looking over all of the strangely dressed people, she fit in so well with these people. Her eyes were caught by something very ridiculously blonde, turning her head and squinting her eyes she saw him. The boner-boy was sitting at the table across and to the left of them. He looked up from his menu and there eyes met, *I wonder if I can make him go red again* Jess thought evilly, and winked at him. It had worked and the boy went bright red, got up and left.