Who : Three Ministry Aurors & all of the players. (OBLIGATED) When : Monday, August 20th - starting from 10AM Where : Wizard Watch glass house Rating : TBA Summary : Checking of the trunks.
At ten till ten, George took one last look around his shop. Everything was more or less in order. He threatened Lee a little more before shaking his hand, and giving a little mock salute, which his friend returned with a grin. Portkey in hand, he grabbed onto his trunk before feeling that certain pull at his navel and disappearing all together.
George rather liked portkeys. The whole experience of traveling with them was thrilling, much like traveling by floo, though not as dirty. Apparation was quick, good for surprising people when they are least expecting it, but overall, less rewarding. Portkeys were just fun. The best part was landing, which he did with a laugh. His trunk, ripped from his grip somewhere along the trip, landed with a crash beside him, but seemed no worse for wear. He steadied himself, enjoying the dizzy rush of giddiness from the fall, before picking the trunk up and walking up to the Aurors.
Only three? he thought with a grin, stopping in front of them. "Good day," he said pleasantly, setting his trunk down in
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One of the Aurors stepped up to him and looked at him with a stern expression on his face.
"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice. "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules. We are familiar with your quirks, Mr. Weasley, we will decide whether your trunk is in order or not."
"Of course you will," he said, neither condescending or cruel; just compliant. After their first year at Hogwarts, the teachers knew all of his and Fred's tricks. It seemed that now the wizarding world did as well. George didn't mind being predictable. That just made the times he could pull the wool over everyone's eyes even better.
He opened his trunk, properly sized, and took out every item, though most things were hidden in-between the folds of a robe or magically stuck to the inside of his underwear. The Aurors would no doubt do a thorough search, and find a good bit of the contraband. He didn't mind, even after all the hard work of packing. It was all in good fun. Still, he hoped they wouldn't find everything, and had tried to make a few items more obvious than others.
Daphne made a somewhat graceful landing. Effing portkeys, what on earth was wrong with apparition? Tsh. Travelling with portkey ALWAYS ruined her hair and made her slightly sick. She levitated the trunk and walked towards the aurors, and whom she guessed to be the players. Oh, there was Pansy! Lovely! And Draco. Hrm. Ugh, and there appeared to be quite a lot of Gryffindors playing. Oh Merlin. She took a deep breath, pulled her jumper as far down as possible, giving a generous view of her cleavage, and levitated her trunk in front of the aurors, where it landed with a loud "thump". "Here you are." she said with a sugary sweet smile.
One of the Aurors stepped up to her and looked at her with a stern expression on his face.
"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice. "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules."
Daphne flicked her wand, causing the trunk to open smoothly. Another flick, and tons and tons of clothes levitated up in the air, stacked neatly and sorted after matching colours. Next came various bottles of perfume and hairproducts, along with a rather large supply of make-up. Lastly, a pair of handcuff joined the levitating mass of Daphne's belongings. She silently congratulated herself on having so orderly houseelves, being able to fit it all into the trunk without having to resize anything. She looked at the aurors with one eyebrow raised. "So" she said delicately "am I breaking any rules?"
The Auror didn't reply as he was too busy checking her trunk and possessions. Also, with this participant everything seemed to be in order. He gave her a small nod and handed her a journal. "Welcome to Wizard Watch, Miss Greengrass."
A small whirlwind accompanied the arrival of the Montague heir, clad in one of his more (for him) casual suits, wearing his brown trilby with the Bleu Cadet Rooster feather fluttering in the wind.
Kevin was followed by his butler Joseph and the appearance of a huge trunk of rather hilarious proportions, standing as tall and as wide as himself. It was a sort of walk in closet turned traveling trunk for the African exhibition that his grandaunt Iris embarked on. Kevin nodded towards his butler and waited for one of the aurors to approach him.
One of the Aurors stepped up to him and looked at him with a stern expression on his face.
"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice, adding a strange look at the hilariously large trunk, "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules."
"Nowhere in the contract does it say that the trunk needs to be of standard size." Kevin stated cooly, nodding towards Joseph. The butler opened the trunk with a flick of his wand and levitated its contents out of it. It was an assortment of plastic, tightly seal, packages, containing what seemed to be clothes and various fabrics of vast amounts. The packages where knobby and seemed to be completely solid.
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George rather liked portkeys. The whole experience of traveling with them was thrilling, much like traveling by floo, though not as dirty. Apparation was quick, good for surprising people when they are least expecting it, but overall, less rewarding. Portkeys were just fun. The best part was landing, which he did with a laugh. His trunk, ripped from his grip somewhere along the trip, landed with a crash beside him, but seemed no worse for wear. He steadied himself, enjoying the dizzy rush of giddiness from the fall, before picking the trunk up and walking up to the Aurors.
Only three? he thought with a grin, stopping in front of them. "Good day," he said pleasantly, setting his trunk down in ( ... )
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"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice. "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules. We are familiar with your quirks, Mr. Weasley, we will decide whether your trunk is in order or not."
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He opened his trunk, properly sized, and took out every item, though most things were hidden in-between the folds of a robe or magically stuck to the inside of his underwear. The Aurors would no doubt do a thorough search, and find a good bit of the contraband. He didn't mind, even after all the hard work of packing. It was all in good fun. Still, he hoped they wouldn't find everything, and had tried to make a few items more obvious than others.
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She levitated the trunk and walked towards the aurors, and whom she guessed to be the players. Oh, there was Pansy! Lovely! And Draco. Hrm. Ugh, and there appeared to be quite a lot of Gryffindors playing. Oh Merlin.
She took a deep breath, pulled her jumper as far down as possible, giving a generous view of her cleavage, and levitated her trunk in front of the aurors, where it landed with a loud "thump".
"Here you are." she said with a sugary sweet smile.
Reply
"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice. "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules."
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She looked at the aurors with one eyebrow raised.
"So" she said delicately "am I breaking any rules?"
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Kevin was followed by his butler Joseph and the appearance of a huge trunk of rather hilarious proportions, standing as tall and as wide as himself. It was a sort of walk in closet turned traveling trunk for the African exhibition that his grandaunt Iris embarked on. Kevin nodded towards his butler and waited for one of the aurors to approach him.
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"If your trunk is larger than the standard trunk, please resize it. Everything that has been shrunken to fit in it must be returned to its original size." The Auror spoke in a bored voice, adding a strange look at the hilariously large trunk, "Please remove all of your possessions so we may inspect your trunk to make sure it accomodates the Wizard Watch rules."
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