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[Caius Reppert]

::careless tone:

That'd be fine. I'll take it. As well as both racing ones. And all the accessories they come with.

:gets cheerfuller::

Do happen to sell antique brooms. I'm starting a new collection.

[Katie Bell]

*Mentally shakes her head at the wizard's sudden mood changes. She pads over to the brooms, calling over her shoulder as she plucks the right ones from the shelves.*

I do, actually. At the moment I've got-

*Eyes quickly scan the display, double checking the right brooms were still available*

-the Firebolt, first design, and the Oakshaft 90.

*Heads back to the register with two brooms tucked under one arm and the other propped against her shoulder. She stops mid-step, just now understanding his last comment, before the question about the older brooms.*

You're wanting all of the accessories? Do you even know what all they come with now?

*Eyebrows shoot up at the estimated price of his bill with everything, seconds before remembering who he is and what he does for a living.*

[Caius Reppert]

::annoyed::

No I don't. I suspect you are giddy to tell me? I'll also take those older brooms as well.

[Katie Bell]

*Mutters under her breath as she rolls her eyes at his response.*

_{Giddy to tell you to get over yourself, absolutely.}

*Reaches the register a few seconds later. She props the brooms against the counter as she silently goes through the list of needed accessories. Holding out one hand, she calls out*

Accio Firebolt!

*Watching the broom fly from the display, she distantly hopes the wizard would be in its way, or at least close enough to be spooked by it.*

[Caius Reppert]

::eyes the girl as he hears her mutter something under her breath::

What did you say? ::curious tone::

::watches as the girl summons broom:: ::hears it whooshing and backs up slowly:: ::broom just brushes his head, but he's use to it since he deals with bludgers all the time::

[Katie Bell]

*Has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from poking her tongue out at the wizard as he just takes one step back, not even blinking. She drawls, insincerely.*

Oh, my bad.

*Catches the Firebolt in her hands, using the impact of the wood against her palms to cover her next whispered statement.*

_{I missed.}

*Leans the Firebolt next to the other brooms, once again calling out.*

Accio Oakshaft 90!

*Watches as the broom flies over, this time not even bothering to wish it'd thump against his head instead. She blinks and wonders why she's suddenly so eager to picture him in some sort of pain. Hopes he doesn't notice she's completely ignored his question.*

[Caius Reppert]

:: thinks to himself that this girl is actually... pretty:: ::gets lost in his thoughts and stares at her eyes::

::realizes what he's doing:: ::turns a little pink and shivers::

What did you same your name was?

::watches as she summons lots of stuff::

[Katie Bell]

*Looks at him with a quizzical expression, wanting to know what's just ruffled his feathers right then.*

I didn't.

*Looks back to the broom a heartbeat before it would've wacked her own head, catching it only by pure instinct. She sets the Oakshaft 90 next to the others and immediately begins walking over to the aisle she pointed out earlier, with all the extra accessories. She replies, once again over her shoulder as she slides past him.*

I'm Katie Bell, anyways.

*Knows she doesn't have to ask for his name- for Merlin's sake, it's Caius Reppert! She scoffs, smirking at how many witches would kill to be alone in a shop with the Quidditch player.*

[Caius Reppert]

::Scoffs:: Oh... Gryffindor...

::follows her down the aisle where all the accessories are. Realizes she's wayyy to pretty to be a Gryffindor::

You were that girl ... that um... got hurt right? :: tried not be too sensitive at the situation::

[Katie Bell]

*Stops right in the middle of the aisle without warning.*

I'm in Gryffindor?

*Shakes her head, turning to look up at him.*

I mean, I might be in Gryffindor, I might not. What were you?

*Bites her lip, racking her brain for any sign of recognition for the wizard before her, other than knowing he's a famous Chaser.*

Got hurt when? Depends on what you're talking about, sir.

[Caius Reppert]

::Gets really nervous and realizes that he probably shouldn't have said anything::

You were in Gryffindor weren't you. A Quidditch captain too. I was in Slytherin. Head captain.

::Ears get red::
Don't worry about it. I probably shouldn't have brought it up. Maybe I'm thinking of someone different.

[Katie Bell]

*Shakes her head, grinning. How could she have forgotten Caius Reppert was a Slytherin?*

No, I wasn't Captain, actually. That was Angelina Johnson-

*Pauses, sure he would've remembered if Harry was Captain in his year.*

-or Oliver Wood. I was one of the Gryffindor Chasers though, one you lot constantly tried to knock off her broom.

*Bites her lip to keep from snickering as thinking of Oliver reminds her of Puddlemere, which reminds her of what happened to Reppert and why he shouldn't be flying. She turns and looks away from him, his blush triggering hers as she wonders what caused this all.*

So, would you like an accelerating charm? It'll make you a bit faster, which means you probably won't be hit by Bludgers so easily.

*Cheekily changes the subject.*

[Caius Reppert]

::mentally laughs at her mentioning the Slytherins sending bludgers toward the Gryffindor chasers::

I suppose thats where we know each other. That final game against Gryffindor, well my final game against Gryffindor, will go down in Slytherin history. To think that the game went on for hours and we STILL managed to beat Gryffindor. Potter was sick or broken or doing something disdainful.

::Scoffs:: Gryffindor is full of hot headed people who think that just because they are in Gryffindor they think they are amazing at Quidditch.

::looks back at her:: I'll take the accelerating charms...

::cold when she talks about being hit by bludgers. It brings back images that he never wants to think about again. ::

... so I won't be hit by bludgers.

::Looks a bit sad now. Knows that this could actually be the end of his career. He really hopes that he will get better soon.::

:

[Katie Bell]

*She's eerily silent for a few moments, mentally convincing herself that beating him with a beater's bat- it was so close too, just one aisle over- wouldn't be such a brilliant idea later as it sounded now. Not commenting on his little snipe towards Harry and possibly one of the worst Gryffindor -v- Slytherin games she's ever played, she narrows her eyes and replies in a mockingly sweet voice.*

You're right! The only bloody reason I own a Quidditch shop is because I was in Gryffindor and think I can play.

*Pauses, not even wanting to look at the wizard.*

It's curious though, that such an amazing Quidditch star like yourself, Reppert, is taking advice from this obviously dull witch. Doesn't say much about your talent, I'm sure.

[Caius Reppert]

:: He seriously was about to find something or someone to come get this girl if she didn't shut up. Typical Gryffindor getting caught up in the moment. But somehow he was attracted to her when she got angry. It was hot::

::chuckles at her attempt to insult him::

Because I'm gentleman, I'll keep to myself what I wanted to say to you a while ago. Though I must admit, you're rather attractive when you get angry and defensive.

::puts his arm on one of the aisle racks to where he was leaning against it. Smirks::