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[Emmanuelle Armand]

Em whipped her head around at the sound of Alexander's voice. She considered chucking a licorice wand at him, but decided against it and set it back on the display. Instead, she turned and looked directly at the boy. She was only going to say this once.

"Alexander, you 'ave now ruined two of my attempts to apologize to you," she said, trying to speak as calmly as she could so no one would overhear. "First of all, 'ow eez it zat you are perfectly fine with Meghan when she said ze exact same thing as I did? I know zat I am less pleasant zen 'er, but we both said we were 'done' with you zat day. You cannot be zat contradictory just because she eez nicer than me. Second, I did not use you or pretend to like you; ze fact zat Meghan liked you too was just a plus. Now, 'ave a nice day. And learn to control your eavesdropping, since you apparently didn't stop at 'oneyduke's. "

With all that said, Em sauntered past Alexander and toward the exit. Plus sensibles au petit garçon, she thought grimly. Et une mauvaise excuse pour un Serpentard. She wasn't sure where all this energy was coming from all the sudden, but it felt great finally getting all the baggage out in the open.

According to Emmanuelle's parents, she wasn't the one who chased after people; people sought after her. It was the Armand way.Why waste time on someone who she could obviously never be friends with?

"Adelaine, je vais le Chaudron Baveur," she waved to her cousin and walked out the door, the bell ringing loudly behind her. Hopefully, being a Ravenclaw, Adele would be clever enough to get the hint and follow her out.

Edited by Emmanuelle Armand, 02 December 2011 - 09:44 PM.

[Alexander Sowerby]

"Alexander, you 'ave now ruined two of my attempts to apologize to you," he stood transfixed eyeing the girl as she said this. She continued as he did not interrupt her. "First of all, 'ow eez it zat you are perfectly fine with Meghan when she said ze exact same thing as I did? I know zat I am less pleasant zen 'er, but we both said we were 'done' with you zat day. You cannot be zat contradictory just because she eez nicer than me. Second, I did not use you or pretend to like you; ze fact zat Meghan liked you too was just a plus. Now, 'ave a nice day. And learn to control your eavesdropping, since you apparently didn't stop at 'oneyduke's.

"Don't try to assume things about me," he wanted to call her a rude name but he stopped himself. His face contorted in irritation. He watched as she walked away from him. "Why would you want to apologize for anyway, you'd be rude to me in a few hours anyway."

"Sauter dans un lac" he muttered loud enough for her to hear before she reached the door.

"Walk away than, you can't seem to face your problems head on can you!"

Turning around he didn't bother to look at Meghan or Adelaine. Picking up a bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans, he put change on the counter and took the bag back slowly walking to where Elisabet was standing. Opening the bag he thought savagely. She should go back to France, she doesn't belong here at all; her and her annoying cousin. However the girl had struck a note of discontent, why had he forgiven Meghan when he seemed to be annoyed with Emmanuelle? Well, it was down to her rudeness and her overall apprehensive manner. She seemed to be very haughty, which ironically he was too; but insulted everyone for no good reason and was incredibly arrogant; which he wasn't entirely. Her overall demeanour seemed to look down on everyone because they were not French. Odd, considering her parents had felt that moving to Britain was going to be a better idea, safer undoubtedly because of the trouble happening over there. He didn't really care what she thought, he had wanted to apologize to her for having been a bit of a prat for he had been genuinely sorry but she was impossible. Alexander had half the mind to run after her and give her a good couple of jinxes. Yet, he knew that would be no good, besides she had her snivelling cousin in this shop as well.

He cleared his mind as he reached Elisabet. "Do you like these?" he said without a note of irritation or any hint on his face of what was going through his head.

Edited by Alexander Sowerby, 03 December 2011 - 03:23 AM.

[Adelaine Beaumont]

Adelaine cocked an eyebrow as she tried to understand what the girl had said. Was she accusing her of holding a grudge against Alexander? Her temper was seconds from flaring up. How would Meghan know if she held a grudge against anyone? Adele had never spoken ill of the Slytherin, aside from that morning in the Great Hall. But then she had perfectly good reason to.  

"Er..I'm not quite sure what you mean," she began cautiously.

At that moment, something else caught her eye. She looked back toward Em and Alexander; Emmy seemed to be talking quite a bit. Perhaps they were working things out? Adele blinked and suddenly Em was storming away with a smug, grim look on her face. Oh dear. And did Alexander just tell her to jump in a lake?

"Je serai là dans un instant!" she responded, a bit more stressfully that she meant to. "Meghan, I have to go to the Leaky Cauldron now, I expect my parents will be on their way soon."

With a quick wave and a smile to the Gryffindor, Adele followed Em out the door and prepared to hear what she had to say.



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Edited by Adelaine Beaumont, 04 December 2011 - 10:20 PM.

[Meghan Morris]

Meghan sighed as she watched Adelaine and Emmy leave. Now Adelaine was angry at her, and Meghan wasn't even sure what she did. Why did she have to mess everything up? Meghan was in desperate need of a spell that would keep her from acting so idiotic in public. If only such thing was possible...


Not feeling up for conversation Meghan decided it was best to leave. No doubt her mother would once again lecture her about going out on her own, but it was better than this drama. Purchasing her items Meghan quickly hurried out the door with a wave of farewell to Alexander and Elisabet. Perhaps she could find somewhere else to pass the time...