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I find it funny that you're the only
One I never looked for
There is something in your loving
That tears down my walls
Olyvia had heard the commotion of candy falling and had assumed Sawyer or the other boy who had been in the shop had accidentally knocked something over. She was on her way out when she heard the sound of apparation and sped up. She was too late though. Her shop was a mess of candy and sweets on the floor, and her niece and the other boy were gone. Just gone.
She gulped, shaking her head. Without even really realizing it,
a screech had spilled from her lips as she realized two children had just been abducted from her shop.
As soon as the shock factor wore off even a little she whistled for the shop owl, and immediately began writing out a letter with shaky fingers.
She didn't know who the boy belonged too, but she could give a pretty good description, and she knew Ver had a brother in law in the Aurors.
Her letter was short and too the point and she wrote two quick copies,
one was sent to Ver, one to Ken, and one to the Auror head quarters addressed to the other Holt boy. The letter only said 'Sawyer and another boy have been kidnapped from my store. Please help.' She was too freaked out to come up with something better to write.
The sweetest devotion
Hitting me like an explosion
All of my life, I've been frozen
The sweetest devotion I've known
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2017 7:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 10:14 am
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xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Sugarplums
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Candy Shopping
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Kinda cool running into him here
Lena had spent the morning shopping with her mum to get all but her new school clothes. Her new books weighed her down a bit, but she was excited nonetheless. She had done some deep thinking over the summer, and had decided to drop quidditch. It was great fun, sure, but she really needed to focus on classes, especially now that NEWTs were only around the corner. Honestly, she was just afraid that her teammates would be upset, especially since two of the players graduated the year prior. It was guilt weighing her down, but she hoped her teammates would be understanding.
Deciding to drown her sorrows in a big bar of chocolate, Lena walked into the sweets shop. Her gaze wandered over to the chocolates before noticing there was another person in the store. A very familiar person. "Hey there, Jeremy. Didn't expect to run into you here!" She was thankful she was wearing a cute outfit today, as she'd originally wanted to just go in some shorts and a tank top. Instead, she had a swishy knee-length black skirt paired with a cute top and a swing vest. She even wore cute heels! Yes, praise that she was looking good. She'd even gotten pretty good at doing makeup. It took a moment to realize how vain her thoughts sounded even to her, and she quickly flushed. "Are you excited about this year? You'll get to take your OWLs! They were fun." There, a good distraction for her thoughts.
Lᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪʟᴇs
ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Cᴏᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ
ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ꜰᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʙʏ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Aɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Eᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ |
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2018 9:12 am
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xx⤑ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Sugarplums
xxx⤑ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jeremy
xxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Candy Shopping
xxxxx⤑ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Kinda cool running into him here
Lena chuckled when Jeremy dismissed the OWLs, saying he studied all the time anyway. It was a good answer, but she'd still make sure he studied extra for the OWLs. She had, and it had paid off handsomely. He told her to look what he had, and she gasped happily when she saw the Slytherin Prefect badge in his hand. "Jeremy, that's so cool! Congrats! I knew they'd pick you!" She grinned, pulling the younger boy into a hug. He really deserved the title, and she was quite proud he'd gotten chosen by the teachers. "Guess what I got, though. On my OWLs, that is. All O's! I studied so hard, but I did it! I'm gonna have to study extra for the NEWTs, too. You know, no time to slack on that!" She grinned, still amazed by how well her hard work had paid off. He said he'd gotten some extra money, and asked about her summer, which caused the girl to grin. "My summer's been going great. I've been helping mum with her work, so I've got a little extra money too. I'm gonna spoil myself and buy nice books, I think... well, and some candy." She laughed, gesturing around to the massive amount of sweets in their vicinity.
Lᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs, ꜰᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs
ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍɪʟᴇs
ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏ ᴘᴀssɪɴɢ ʙʏ
Cᴏᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ
ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏs ꜰᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʙʏ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Aɴᴅ ɪᴛ's sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Eᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs
sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ |
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 10:41 pm
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a x t h o u s a n d x a n d x o n e x n i g h t sx w i t h x y o u x i s x n o t x e n o u g h x t o x s p e n d- - -
s a l e m x a l u m n u s ✖
d i a g o n x a l l e y x s t r e e t s ✖
a t l a s ✖
w h a t x n o w ✖
n e u t r a l ✖
s i n g l e ✖
Ambrose fanned both himself and the small child strapped to his chest. It was warm outside, but Atlas still managed to fall asleep against Ambrose's body, despite the sweat beginning to seep through his clothing. He stepped inside the candy shop, mostly for refuge from the heat, but also to satisfy his growing sweet tooth. As the scent of sweets and freshly baked pastries washed over the pair of them, the curly headed toddler raised his head slightly, evidently the scent of candy was enough to shake the child from his slumber. "Oh, so now you wake up," Ambrose looked down at his child, who's big brown eyes peered up at him before asking, "Candy?"
"Yes, we'll get you some candy," he told Atlas, who grinned back at him. Ambrose ruffled the curls on Atlas's head before stepping further into the shop. He inspected the shelves carefully, trying to decide what he wanted, but more importantly, what Atlas would want. Pumpkin juice sounded good to him, but he probably needed to find more than that to appease the young boy and his own grumbling stomach.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2019 11:27 am
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Location : Diagon Alley ~ Sugarplum's Sweet Shop (2044 Summer)
Emma had been dealing with the fact that she was no longer getting married and very much still living with her uncle. Not that he minded and not that she was complaining. Her situation was very much her own. She broke it off, she walked away. Maybe she had commitment issues or maybe it was something else. Either way she was single, and it still didn’t feel quite right at least not yet.
To get out of the flat and to give her uncle some space, Emma headed to Diagon Alley. Only problem was it was a rather warm day not hot or anything just warm. She’d dressed appropriately for the weather, but it just wasn’t the ice cream kind of hot in her opinion. So, she opted for the candy shop instead. Nowhere did it say Quidditch players could enjoy their fill of candy in moderation.
Walking into the sweet shop, Emma noticed a guy with a young toddler. She would have pegged him as the hot enough for ice cream type given his perspiration. Then again, she’d probably be sweating too if she had a toddler attached to her chest. “Aren’t you a cutie. I bet you love candy, don’t you?” What kid didn’t love candy? “Sure, are a lot of choices. I’m an edible shoelaces type myself. How about you, any preferences?”
Status : Getting out of the heat
Company : Ambrose and little Atlas
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2019 12:56 pm
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a x t h o u s a n d x a n d x o n e x n i g h t sx w i t h x y o u x i s x n o t x e n o u g h x t o x s p e n d- - -
s a l e m x a l u m n u s ✖
m e d i w i z a r d ✖
s u g a r p l u m ' s x s w e e t x s h o p ✖
a t l a s x a n d x e m m a ✖
s w e a t y ✖
s i n g l e ✖
Ambrose looked up at the sound of someone addressing Atlas, who was now peering around at the brightly decorated shop filled with different shapes and sizes of candies. "Did you hear that, bud?" Ambrose gently asked, brushing his cheek to redirect his attention to the woman with white hair. Atlas smiled widely at the woman, a few teeth poking through his gums. "He has quite the sweet tooth, that's for sure," Ambrose answered for him, also with a grin.
"He'll probably want fruit chews...or maybe a lollipop if he's feeling particularly messy. I prefer sugar quills though," Ambrose informed the woman, his American accent poking through ever so slightly."I'm Ambrose Bradbury and this little guy is Atlas," he stuck his hand out to shake her hand, "We've just moved here. Anything location specific we should try out?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2019 8:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2019 9:27 pm
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a x t h o u s a n d x a n d x o n e x n i g h t sx w i t h x y o u x i s x n o t x e n o u g h x t o x s p e n d- - -
s a l e m x a l u m n u s ✖
m e d i w i z a r d ✖
s u g a r p l u m ' s x s w e e t x s h o p ✖
a t l a s x a n d x e m m a ✖
s w e a t y ✖
s i n g l e ✖
Ambrose gave a charming grin as she told him her name. It sounded vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Maybe it was just a common name? At the mention of ice cream, Ambrose almost facepalmed. He assumed there must be one around, but was getting too impatient to keep looking. "We might have to check out some ice cream later, huh, buddy?" He gently bounced and Atlas giggled happily. "Ooh, a zoo or a museum could be pretty cool. We had a lot of those back home, museums at least," Ambrose said the first bit to Atlas and pointed the second half toward Emma.
"We're from Massachusetts, just outside of Salem. My family attended the Witches Institute there," he explained, "Where are you from?" Ambrose asked, though he was sure he wouldn't know where she was talking about, anything to hold a conversation with an actual adult. Not all forms of communication could be with a two year old. Speaking of the two year old, Atlas began reaching toward Emma, drawn to the light reflecting off of her shiny hair. "Hey buddy, this is Miss Emma, can you say hi? You know, before you latch yourself onto her?" He said the last bit a little embarrassed, worried that Atlas might overwhelm the woman. Atlas, however, was unbothered and continued to grasp at her hair, pausing only to say "Hi!" to appease his father.██████████████████ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖- - - - - - - - - - - - s o x l e t ' s x m a k e x o u r s x a x s t o r y x w i t h x n o x e n d ✖ ✖ ✖ ███████████████████████████ |
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2019 11:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2019 9:20 am
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a x t h o u s a n d x a n d x o n e x n i g h t sx w i t h x y o u x i s x n o t x e n o u g h x t o x s p e n d- - -
s a l e m x a l u m n u s ✖
m e d i w i z a r d ✖
s u g a r p l u m ' s x s w e e t x s h o p ✖
a t l a s x a n d x e m m a ✖
s w e a t y ✖
s i n g l e ✖
Ambrose nodded gently, he had been to a few quidditch games. It wasn't as popular in his household as it might have been in others, but that was alright."I always liked the art museum or the pirate museum at home. My sister, oddly enough, really liked all the witch paraphernalia and museums," Ambrose explained, he hadn't really gotten a chance to take Atlas anywhere when they were in America, what with all of the family drama going on around them. His father assumed they wouldn't be safe until they had gotten out of the country, so weekend trips were scarce.
"Do you play quidditch then?" Ambrose asked, that sounded pretty cool. He knew professional athletes made pretty good money. If he were any more athletically inclined, maybe he would have taken up sports. "I'm a mediwizard myself. I like to help people who are in a bit of a jam," he grinned again. He was very excited by the prospect of his new job. He was glad to have found something he enjoyed, just as much as Arwen enjoyed cursebreaking. Or as much as Atlas enjoyed throwing blocks across the room after Ambrose had just picked them up for him.
Atlas giggled gleefully at Emma, "Pretty hair! I like it!" he told her. Ambrose chuckled softly, he too had found her hair interesting, but wouldn't say it aloud.
"Thanks, I made him myself," Ambrose joked, "Tell him that too many times and it might get to his head," Atlas was a little charmer, just like he was. Or, had been. Not so much anymore, but there was still time for him to get back into his old swing. Eventually.██████████████████ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖- - - - - - - - - - - - s o x l e t ' s x m a k e x o u r s x a x s t o r y x w i t h x n o x e n d ✖ ✖ ✖ ███████████████████████████ |
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