Welcome to the grounds of Hogsmeade!
If you came to Hogsmeade to take a walk, you can do it here! The grounds include the area around the Shrieking Shack, pathways, and more!
She had been busy, what under the watch of a nanny easily for the past few hours, being kept entertained in a quiet corner of the grounds. At the moment, Quinn was bundled up in warm blankets, complete with a heating charm, eyes half-closing as she got ready to nap at this point. She whined faintly, wanting someone other than the nanny who was keeping a sharp eye on the girl. After all, the princess getting sick two weeks before her great-cousin's wedding wouldn't be well for anyone.
She had decided that she should spend some time with Quinn, and knew exactly where to find her. It wasn't too hard to know where the members of the royal family were, and Elenore easily spotted Quinn and the nanny. She walked over to them, lightly tapping the nanny on the shoulder and speaking to her for a moment before kneeling down in front of Quinn. "Hi there," She said with a small smile.
She let out a squeal of excitement, extracting her arms from the burrow of the blankets, and immediately making contact with her older cousin. Her fingers sunk into Elenore’s sweater as she nestled into the older one’s warmth. Her blanket burrow stayed with her the entire time, happy as can be now. “Ely... where have you been?” Quinn asked, gazing up at Elenore with wide blue eyes.
She just chuckled a little at that and hugged Quinn closely, "I was busy doing princess things, I'm sorry for not being here sooner," Elenore said, glancing at the nanny and letting her know that she could go. She then turned her attention back to Quinn, "Have you been having fun here in Hogsmeade?" She asked with a small smile.
“Well your nanny would be right, we wouldn’t want you to get sick and end up missing the wedding now would we?” She said with a small pout. “Princesses need to always take care of themselves,”
She pouted, gaining a quick scolding from her Nanny at her behaviors. "Quinn Alexandra... Behave yourself." Quinn humphed, nestling back into Elenore happily. "Sorry Nanny." The girl was full of energy making the older woman chuckle. "I was trying to get her down for a nap, but she's been refusing to go down. Could you possibly get her down?"
"I could try my best," Elenore told the nanny, not too sure Quinn would go down for a nap. "How would you like to play tag?" Elenore asked Quinn with a small smile, knowing that she needed to tire the child out first before trying to put her down to sleep.
She pouted a little at seeing her shiver, and took off her own sweater to put on Quinn. Elenore could handle the cold, but knew it would be worse for a little child. "We don't want you to get sick, that's why I'm bundling you up." She told Quinn, making sure the sweater was nice and snug on her but still allowed her to move.
Elenore just chuckled a little at that, waiting a few moments so Quinn could get some distance before running after her. It took maybe 30 seconds for Elenore to catch up to the child, but on purpose she missed her when she went to tag her. "Quinnie! You're too fast for me!" She commented.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 23:55, May 20, 2018 (UTC)
He hadn't seen Faith since the news of Dakota's disappearance, and he felt badly about that. He'd left the shop a bit early for Mark to close up, and he came down to Hogsmeade to visit his sister.
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 23:57, May 20, 2018 (UTC)
He was in a small hole between two little shops at the corner of the grounds, hugging his knees tightly, little face buried into them. His sobs are audible, and he does little to hide them, even though he doesn't want to draw in attention.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 23:59, May 20, 2018 (UTC)
He stopped when he heard crying-- it's just a natural reflex with a baby at home these days. He follows the sound to the best of his abilities when he comes across a young boy. He squatted down to be at eye level. "Hey, what's the matter?"
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 00:04, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
While his sobs don't stop, Thomas will probably notice how quickly Nick tries to reduce them. Meekly, he lifts his head, shaking it at him, in his own little way of saying he's fine. He's not, though - his eyes are bloodshot and his cheeks are puffy. He's been crying for some time now.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 00:06, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
"Is there anything I can do?" he asked. "Anyone I can call for you?" He briefly wondered if the boy should be at Lil Bundles.
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 00:09, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
Again, he shakes his head. Trying to hold his breath long enough to stop a sob from erupting, he says, "N - no," His face contorts, and tears well up in his eyes again.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 00:11, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
His heart is breaking for the boy. "Can I at least... get your name?"
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 00:17, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
He hesitates, his father's advice clear in his mind: Never talk to strangers. The thought makes a new batch of tears fall down his face. "Ni- Nicholas," he says, his chest heaving as he struggled to compose himself.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 00:19, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
He nodded. The name Nicholas sort of... pinged on a radar he couldn't determine. He shook that feeling away. "Okay, Nicholas. My name is Thomas Bagman." He figured something about him being a stranger probably wasn't helpful.
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 00:22, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
Somewhere in his clouded mind, the name Bagman rings a bell - he once heard his papa say it. Taking deep breaths, it seems like he's beginning to control his tears. "Th - Thomas?"
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 00:23, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
He nodded. "My name is Thomas. I run the Apothecary in Diagon Alley with my brother, Mark."
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 01:11, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
Slowly, as he begins to calm himself, his mind begins to clear enough for his eyes to bug open in realization, and scamper back, pressing further against the brick wall. "Bagman... Bagman... like - like Melinda..."
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 01:13, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
He held up his hands defensively. "Yes. How do you know my sister?"
Nicholas Bagman- Future Student ✧ Child
-"Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice." Message Me – 17:40, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
Nicholas' face is one of distress. "My - my papa... he - he said she was - she was evil," he hiccups.
Thomas BagmanOwner/Potioneer at The Apothecary -"Think for yourself and question authority." – 18:35, May 22, 2018 (UTC)
He looked a bit surprised by that, and surprise slowly turned to shock. This boy was... "What was your father's name again?"
Hale and Em
Emmeline Elessedil- Hufflepuff Fifth Year • Clairsentient
-“I'm unaware of just how we got into this mess, got so aggressive,” Message Me – 22:27, May 18, 2018 (UTC)
"Try hard," Em sighs, weary. "Because I'm tired of coming in second for my father."
"If I'm trying then you have to try as well, this can't be a one way street." He told her, not threatening her but simply stating a fact. "If I see that you're not putting forth any effort to make this relationship work, then I'll stop trying."
-Hello World are Ya Listening Message Me – 04:37, May 17, 2018 (UTC)
"Oh, uh.." He coughs, somewhat embarrassedly. "Thank you. Pretty dumb of me to hang out in Hogsmeade without a jacket." He laughs as if that was the issue at hand. "Do you have any more food? I haven't eaten in three hours." Despite the buffet in Hogwarts, Gavyn was still a hungry boy, and he was half hoping she had more cinnabons. Glorious muggle food.
"Just remember to wear one next time, wouldn't want you getting a cold." She ruffled his hair, lowkey dying inside because who the hell ruffles people's hair out of nowhere what but still maintaining a pleasant though concerned expression. "As a matter of fact, I do," Bri holds up the box of cinnamon rolls. "I was just about to go find a place to eat these. There's enough for the two of us."
-Hello World are Ya Listening Message Me – 03:24, May 21, 2018 (UTC)
Gavyn really doesn't mind her ruffling his hair, to be honest, after all, she's feeding him. His eyes go round. "They smell so gooooood..." his stomach rumbles in anticipation. He wraps his arms around himself in an embrace, slowly rocking from side to side. "W-where should we sit to eat?" He has no shame.
