Sweet Tooth [Anria, Open]

[gryffindor]

A boy who looked to be twelve years old stood rather hesitantly in the middle of Honeydukes. It was a gorgeous day outside and he wasn't even mea to be in the small wizarding village of Hogsmeade. He wasn't even meant to be off school grounds yet as he was still 'too young'. Who cared about the rules anyways? Rules were meant to be broken and he was there to break a couple of them.

"Can I help you sir?"

He looked at the shopkeeper that with no doubt had been employed simply to help out the customers to find the products and to persuade them into buying products they actuqlly didn't really want or need. There was no doubt that Honeydukes thrived on Hogwarts students' trips to the village aswell as any little children that visited the small viliage.

[Anria Spirwa]

[white]Anria snuck out of Hogwarts to buy candy. She felt irresponsible. She felt nervous. She felt good. It was an exhilaration she had never felt before. She walked to Honeydukes with a skip to her step. She felt excited to get out of Hogwarts without permission from her superiors. Doing things like this reminded her why the sorting hat placed her in gryffindor instead of ravenclaw. She would have never broken school rules for her own personal enjoyment, however. She had a purpose. Her older brothers, the twins, were turning 20 in a week or so. She knew her mother would never give them any candy for their birthdays. Anria would. Out of her 7 brothers, the twins were the least annoying ones out of the group. They weren't the oldest. They weren't the youngest. But, instead of treating her like a fragile little girl, like everyone else in the family, they treated her like an adult. Albeit, not very nicely, but still. She was going to get them their favorite candies. For Josh it was pumpkin pasties. For Joel it was cauldron cakes.

As she neared the store, she took out her sickles and knuts and counted how much money she brought with her person. She hoped it would be enough. She entered the store and was so immersed in counting correctly in her mind that she ran into someone. Anria stumbled back, dropping her coins, and uttered an 'umph'.

She crouched to the floor and started picking up her coins. She stopped and looked up to see what she had hit. Who was more like it. He seemed to be from the same year as her. He was obviously a gryffndor like herself. He had a blonde head of hair and, like everyone else in the planet, was taller than her. She kept picking up her sickles and such and said to him, [/white][red]"I'm sorry. I wasn't looking ahead."[/red]

[gryffindor]

Tor was about to tell the shop keeper that he was fine when suddenly he was knocked over. He pulled himself up into a sitting position when he realised that it was a girl around his age that had knocked him over. He began picking up the coins that he guessed had been dropped by the young woman who had knocked him over.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't looking ahead.”

“Don’t worry about it. Are these coins yours?”

He looked into the girl’s eyes as he spoke, a total look of innocence on his twelve year old face. He stood up then and held a hand out to the girl. In the hand sat the money he had asked if she dropped. His head turned to the shopkeeper.

“No thanks I’m good.”

[Anria Spirwa]

[white]Anria picked up the leftover coins that had fallen near her. The boy was helping her pick them up. She stuffed them into her cloak pocket and stood up. She smiled at the boy and took the rest of her money from him. [red]"Yeah, they're mine. Thanks."[/red] she replied to him. She sighed, looked around, and turned back to the boy in front of him. [red] 'So fellow gryffindor, what's your name? And, how come I've never seen you around before now?"[/red] Anria wasn't exactly expecting an answer to her second question. She was honestly curious as to the why though. They seemed to be in the same year and they were in the same house. Either Anria was way out of the loop (which wouldn't surprise anyone back home) or this boy transferred from some other magical school.[/white]

[gryffindor]

His heart seemed to pound faster as he waited for an answer to his question. As he knew of no Aurors being in the area he decided that he'd donate the money to a non-profit fund that were dedicated to helping others in the magical community, that is if the money wasn't her's as he didn't trust the shopkeeper to find the owner of the money.

"Yeah, they're mine. Thanks. So fellow Gryffindor, what's your name? And, how come I've never seen you around before now?"

He was rather curious about how she knew that he has a Gryffindor as he didn't wear one bit of clothing that identified what house he was in. Based on the fact that she said that he was a fellow Gryffindor he guessed that she too was a Gryffindor the only question that really remained was what year was she in.

"My name's Tormund Sayo and you probably haven't seen me because whatever time I'm not training for the upcoming Quidditch match I'm spending studying up in my Common Room. What's your name and what year are you in?"

[Anria Spirwa]

[white]"My name's Tormund Sayo and you probably haven't seen me because whatever time i'm not training for the upcoming Quidditch match I'm spending studying up in my Common Room. What's your name and what year are you in?"

Anria was not surprised that he played Quidditch. He seemed like he enjoyed playing sports. She knew she had seen him at their table in the Great Hall so she assumed he was part of her house, and she was right. So his name is Tormund, Anria thought. She rather liked his name. It was unique.

[red]"I'm Anria Spirwa. A second year."[/red] She answered both his questions, and added some of her own. [red]"What year are you in? Quidditch huh? What position do you play?"[/red] She was curious what he played. She loved Quidditch but was never able to join because her uncoordinated ways playing any sport made everyone else around her injured if she tried. She was fine when it came to walking or running. But, make her catch or throw a ball and at least one person got injured. They didn't even have to be playing to get hurt.[/white]