Looking ( Steve )

[demi09]

Rose walked into the Quality Quidditch Supplies and looked at the brooms. She grabbed the bag of Galleons in her pocket and looked at the Firebolts. She counted her money and she had enough for two, but why would she need two? Who knows. She looked around and saw new Quidditch robes. She needed new ones for seeker. She grabbed a pair of robes and some new gloves. She looked back at the Firebolts and picked one up and put it on the counter. She paid for the stuff and then just looked around the store for more stuff. She had some money left over still. Her new Firebolt was so beautiful it shined in the light. She looked at her new gear and her broom. " Wow. " She whispered as she smiled at her new stuff. She was glad that she had this stuff and still had money left over. What was she gonna do with the extra money she had?

[steve]

“Mother, do you need anything at Diagon Alley?” Steve asked Penelope who stood in front of him ordering the house elf around the manor. “No darling. Why?” Furrowing his eyebrows, the wizard looked at his mother as confusion swept over his features. “Because I’m being a good son and helping with the chores, that’s why.” Rolling his eyes, he waved his hand in the air before throwing his cloak over his broad shoulders. “Women these days. They have no idea what they’re bloody saying.” He mumbled under his breath lightly and yet his mother still managed to hear. “What was that?” The dark haired witch called out sternly, “None of your business.” He shouted at his mother before apparrating to Diagon Alley.

Inhaling the fresh air, Steve closed his eyes momentarily. How long had it been since he’d last found himself standing on the cobbled street of Diagon Alley. For all he knew it had been too long. Only two years ago he was a frequent visitor of the town despite the fact he lived ages away from here, it was his favourite place to be on days like these. Opening his eyes, his bright blue eyes took in his familiar surroundings. Many people pushed past one another busily and hurriedly preparing themselves for September when most people will disappear to school or head back to work, everyone needed to be prepared.

Digging his cold hands into his jean pockets, Steve strided down the rather unsafe street of Diagon Alley there could either be a chance of him being pushed over (and if he was, he’d curse the person who was responsible!) or him falling because of how bad the structure of the street had been laid out. Sighing as he pushed his way threw the crowds of people, barking at most and telling them to move out of his bloody way, Steven finally made it to his destination; Quality Quidditch Supplies, literally his favourite shop in the whole of Hogsmeade.

Entering the shop, a smirk crept upon Steven’s lips. This was where he belonged, this is where he’s needed to be all summer. Walking over to the counter, the wizard nodded to the man behind the counter. “I want all of your newest things.” He needed to look good on the pitch, like he did every other year and hopefully this year he’d be named captain the position he’s been fighting for since 4th year. Pulling out the money bag from his cloak, he still maintained his trademark smirk. The look on his friends faces would be bloody hilarious in his opinion, they always seemed to be gob smacked that he constantly had the latest things when it came to qudditch.

Looking at the bags in disbelief, he shook his head unhappily. “Hey I’m not carrying all these bags around. I’ll throw in a few more galleons if you’d be able to drop all this off at the Flint manor. Thanks.” Turning his back without waiting on a response, Steve smacked straight into someone who was rather close beside him. “What the hell…Weasley? Isn’t this shop a bit too high for your standards?” He asked laughing lightly under his breath and his hands returned to his pockets.

[demi09]

" Bloody hell dont you ever shut up? " Rose said turning around with her bags on her arms and the Galleons in her hand. She rolled her eyes and flipped the extra strand of hair in front of her face. She set her stuff down and put her hands in her jeans knowing that probably there would be a fight. " Why are you here? You should run along now. " Rose said showing a signal to go. She looked at him with her hands in her skinny jeans and wearing her tank top. She looked at her necklace then to Steve. " What do you really want? To admire me well thanks, but no thanks. " Rose said smirking. Most people admired her beauty a lot and she loved being popular it was always so fun to be popular. Everyone liked her and everyone wanted to most likely be her friend." Was I flirting? God! Wait till mom hears. " Rose thought in her head. She turned around to the supplies.

[steve]

“Yeah.” The answer was simple as he twitched an eyebrow looking at the younger Weasley. …She was a Weasley, could she afford anything in this shop? Looking rather irritated Steve looked anywhere but to the girl who was beginning to get on his nerves, “I’m here because I can afford to be here? Unlike yourself.” Smirking at the dark haired girl as she mentioned for him to ‘run along’ “Yeah, whatever kid.” Moving past her Steve rolled his light blue eyes and decided that he’d be hitting the nearest bar. Somewhere he could be and she couldn’t or so he hoped.

Weasley’s they where so annoying, it must be family genes. “Oh and admire you? I don’t know who would. You kind of remind me of shit on the side walk, I try to avoid it at all costs, I guess the initial plan isn’t working so I guess I’d better ‘run along’” Giving a small nod to the man behind the counter, “I’d like those delivered this afternoon, if that would be possible?” He needed a good session of qudditch, hopefully Marc would come over and visit and they could have a game or he’d have to stick to his regular brothers who where really no good on the field. “Yes that is possible Mr Flint.”

With those words, Steve dug his hands into his jeans and made his way out of the shop.

ooc; sorry it's short, no muse -_-'