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hinkypvnk:

“Listen, I don’t want your stupid ice cream, fucking merlin!” she finally snapped, unable to understand why they’d keep pushing when she’d said no twice already. Flustered now she continued to speak despite it, knowing it could end badly. “Well the school has a fund for students who can’t afford stuff so tell them to shove it or whatever.” She wanted to storm off and calm down, she hated getting upset in public.

Francis chuckled at Laurel’s little outburst. “Woah,” they said. “And I thought people were telling me to chill out a lot. And I don’t need to use the fund because I can work for the money I need. And I have enough respect to not tell my parents to shove it.”

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hinkypvnk:

The smirk sparked her temper but she kept it in check. “You can’t remove the sugar though.” She let it be at that, arguing about ice cream was actually quite idiotic. “Sounds mundane, how do you stand it?” I couldn’t, but then, I don’t have to.” she wasn’t trying to brag but she was quite happy she had no necessity to work at such a young age.

“We have some savory ice cream flavors,” Francis pointed out. “And I stand it because I need money to buy schoolbooks in a couple weeks.” Unlike most of the people Francis knew, they had to work for their money.

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hinkypvnk:

It took her a second longer to recognize them but she headed over when she realized. “Oh Francis, I don’t eat ice cream, too much dairy.” She rarely frequented the establishment, in fact she rarely ate sweets at all but she lacked the sweet tooth of her father anyway. Stealing his minor triumph however brought her quite a bit of pleasure. “How goes the summer job life?”

“I don’t eat dairy either,” Francis said. “That’s why we have vegan ice cream.” They smirked at Laurel in their minor victory. “Eh, y’know, same old, same old. Customers never know what they want, always changing their minds, trying to claim they got the wrong change... honestly, how hard is it to remember that there are 29 knuts in a sickle?”

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hinkypvnk:

Wandering through the shops now she was done getting supplies was Laurel’s favorite part, the idea of being a bit aimless satisfied something inside of her and she let her feet carry her without plan. As she neared Fortescue’s she spotted a face she sort of recognized, likely from school and smiled, she wasn’t terribly thrilled by the idea of conversing with a near total stranger so she waved and tried to keep moving but she did laugh a little at the uniform they were wearing, she couldn’t help it. “Looking good!” she called.

Francis recognized Laurel from the Lightning Insurgency and some classes. Francis had never really understood the girl - she was in Slytherin so Francis had a bit of hesitancy toward her to begin with. She was also really big into astrology and tarot card kinds of things, which Francis just didn’t understand. But they didn’t dislike Laurel. Francis rolled their eyes at her comment. “Yeah, yeah, make fun of the one who serves you ice cream. Guess who’s getting a small scoop next time she comes into the shop?”

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phantombones:

“Ugh, Da, I don’t know,” Vic pouted at him for a moment, “how about this? I’ll pick three and out of those three you’ll pick one?” The eternal ice cream struggle for Vic was – most of them tasted excellent. There didn’t seem to be a flavor that wasn’t fantastic. “When I was in Italy, and they had an expresso flavor that was cold but gradually warmed up in your mouth. Better than coffee.”

“Or you can get all three, so long as you don’t tell your maman,” Bill said. “I wish I could’ve joined you on that Italy trip. Alas, I was stuck in Egypt doing my job,” he said dramatically. “We’ll have to go to Italy together sometime. Sometime when we actually have free time, that is. Who knows when that next will be?”

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juxtaposc:

“Pink is the color of empowerment, Bill,” Gabby commented sagely before confessing her ultimate reason for her preferences, “Plus it also is the sweetest color.” Licking at her cone diligently, she cranked up her head to regard Bill. “I know how busy you and Fleur often are, so don’t even worry about it. The family’s been good. The kids are at that age where they are mostly doing their own thing and Henri has been working his tail off. I swear, it’s near impossible to get that man to slow down and smell the roses. What about you lot?”

“Maybe I should wear more pink, then,” Bill joked. He started eating his butterbeer ice cream. “We’re all good. Well, as good as we can be in these times. Fleur and I worry about the kids a lot. They shouldn’t have to go through a war. Too many of us have had to be kids in wars.”

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Francis wasn’t too happy about having to work at their dad’s shop during the summer. It wasn’t the work itself that got to them, it was mostly the uniform. A baby-blue and white candy-striped apron and a paper hat. It was embarrassing. That, and having to serve people with a smile, no matter what Francis thought of them. But Francis knew their parents needed the help during the summer, when the shop was busiest, so they sucked it up and hoped nobody they knew came in. Today was no different. Francis had been working for a while, though, so they called out to their dad that they were taking their break and headed out front to the tables out on the main street of Diagon Alley. They took off their paper hat and sat down at an empty table, watching all of the people going past. The Alley was packed this time of year - it was back-to-school shopping time, so Francis was sure they’d end up spotting some students they knew.

#ghostsstarter #{ interactions }#i just want someone to make fun of francis's cute apron and hat lol

elixiriisms:

Iosef grunted and rolled his eyes, “You are in over head, kid.” he replied, before swiftly walking past Francis not wanting to speak anymore about the order or give out anything that should have been kept private.

Francis quickly followed Iosef, catching up to him just outside the tent. “Um...” they said after catching Iosef’s arm. “You aren’t... you’re not gonna tell any of them about this... conversation, right?” By ‘them’ they meant the Order, and by ‘conversation’ they meant Francis calling Iosef a Death Eater in public.

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elixiriisms:

“Listen, for your safety I would suggest not going around and ask about order.” he advised, sternly looking at the person. “You could get serious trouble.”

“I wasn’t asking about that to begin with!” Francis said in their defense. “I was trying to figure out which side you were on.” They noticed someone looking in their direction. “But... now that I know you’re also rooting for the Harpies, everything’s cool, right?” They were quite proud of their lie.

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elixiriisms:

“…You are not even in, you should not be talking about such things so publicly.” he glared at the person.

“Just because they won’t let me in it doesn’t mean that I don’t have a stake in what they’re doing,” Francis said. “It’s their mistake for not letting me in, anyway,” they added petulantly.

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juxtaposc:

“I can use my head. Not sure about my brain.” Seungri could be more than brawn, but his instinct had got him this far and he tended to trust it more than anything else. “How do we know that it’s not charmed to make us walk in endless circles or something? Even if there is a pattern, how are we supposed to know when we can’t look at the whole thing at once?”

“Nah, they wouldn’t do that,” Francis said. “This maze is meant to be solvable.” Francis paced a little bit as they considered. “Specialis Revelio,” they tried, waving their wand. Nothing happened. They turned to Seungri. “How good are you at hover charms? If you could lift me up, I could get a view of where we’re supposed to be going.”

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elixiriisms:

“I do not think we should be talk about this here.” his eyes wavered around. “…Are you even member?” he questioned, realizing they looked pretty young .

“Well...” Francis said, looking abashed. “I will be! As soon as I graduate! They... they won’t let me join until then.”

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juxtaposc:

“No way in hell would you get me to try and solve stupid riddles even without drinking. I’d’ve sucked as a Ravenclaw.” Seungri elbowed them back with a snort. “How could this possibly be fun? All we’re doing is walking without any idea on where we’re actually going or how we’re going to get out.”

“We’re going to get out by using our brains,” Francis said, leading Seungri down the new path. “There has to be a pattern here somewhere...” They came to another crossroads. “Okay, so the exit is that way-” He pointed in the direction of the exit. “Now most mazes you can solve if you follow the left wall... I don’t know how that would work with a changing maze, though...”

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elixiriisms:

Iosef sighed, “I am much sober for this.” before downing his vodka fast and leaving the empty glass at the counter. “You are not understand my point. I am order member.” he said quietly but in a very angry tone. “Do not assume. Just because of name I am not bad guy.”

“You’re- what?” Francis asked, confused. How could they let someone like this guy into the Order and not let Francis in? At least they knew Francis was on the good side. “And how are we supposed to trust you? You could be a double agent for all we know.” He couldn’t trust someone who was raised by Death Eaters.

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elixiriisms:

“They do not.” Iosef replied, a glare on his face. “Is this why you come to talk to me? You think I am death eater?” he asked mainly in disbelief. He hadn’t ever been interrogated by anyone besides the auror office on his intentions in the program and now some child who thinks it’s their right to know his business was coming in and interrogating him too. “You want to be in Order? I think you do. Here is word of advice, do not go around thinking you can ask everyone’s business. It will get you in much trouble.” he whispered the order part, not wanting to give away his alliance in case of listening ears.

“Wait,” Francis said. They lowered their voice to a whisper. “How do you know about the Order?” Crap, if Death Eaters knew the Order was forming again, that could be very bad. “And just so you know,” Francis continued, raising their voice back to a normal level, “it is my business to ask someone’s business if that someone believes in killing Muggleborns.”

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Lucy sauntered over to the line to the Tunnel of Love, arms crossed, an expression that reeked of blasé plain on her face. The bushy-haired girl had always been erred on the side of pragmatism and had very little tolerance for romantic and fanciful attractions such as this. And then suddenly – an indistinguishable scent in the air. “What in Merlin’s asscrack is that smell? – wait, Amortentia? Who fucking sanctioned this? Were they on pixie dust?” She gestured at the ride operator. “Hey you! Amortentia is a very dangerous love potion that shouldn’t be used like this. Hell, this – this should be illegal!”

francisfortescue

“Look, lady, I don’t make the rides, I just operate ‘em,” the ride operator said, uninterested in Lucy’s complaint.

Francis had been walking by when they heard the argument and decided to head over. “Whew, they sure went strong on that Amorentia, didn’t they?” they asked, waving a hand in front of their nose. “Can smell it from a mile away. But it shouldn’t really be a problem so long as nobody licks the walls where they sprayed it. Though I’ll agree, it still doesn’t seem like a very good idea. Someone could still inhale particles of it, and that could lead to consent problems down the road should anything happen.”

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