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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 16, 2009 23:03:51 GMT
*Sways precariously on the bench, the bottle of firewhiskey cradled in his arms*
*Hiccups*
*Takes another long swig, staring off into the distance*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 16, 2009 23:07:34 GMT
*Giggles drunkenly to himself as he staggers through Hogsmeade carrying a bottle of single malt whiskey.*
Katiebell! Oh where is meh Katiebell?
*Greyson is so drunk he yells out his girlfriend's name even though she lives no where near Hogsmeade. He's drunk, and missing her terribly.*
*Snickers to himself, and starts to sing happily.*
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 16, 2009 23:11:29 GMT
*Looks around hearing Katie's name, hoping she was nearby*
Where's Katie Bell?
*Looks around confused, peering behind the man incase she'd hiding*
*Pouts when he realises she's not there*
*Takes another long gulp of whiskey*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 16, 2009 23:16:33 GMT
*Spins around, hearing someone say Katie's name, and wobbles in place as he spots the nearest person to him.*
Katie Bell? You know 'er?
*Gives the young lad a sloppy smile, taking a deep pull from his bottle.*
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 16, 2009 23:22:31 GMT
*Grins lopsidedly*
Yea, she used to play Qu...Qu.. Quiddidge with me...
*Nods proudly*
I was the best tho...
*Frowns slightly*
I gave her my scarf the other day. Do you know where my scarf is?
*looks around, but forgets what he's looking for*
*Glances back at the man*
'Oo're you?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 16, 2009 23:29:51 GMT
*Brightens up even more at the mention of Quidditch.*
Ya play Quidd-Quddidge? I loves meh sum Quddidge!
*Staggers over toward the wizard, blinking to keep his focus.*
Dunno nuttin' 'bout no scarf.
*Looks to his feet as if the mentioned scarf might be there. Shakes his head, and laughs when he sees nothing but his boots.*
*Takes another drag of whiskey.*
I'm-m-m, wait 'oo am I, oh!
*Snaps his fingers as he remembers.*
Right, I'm Greyzzzon Ollivender. 'N you?
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 16, 2009 23:40:26 GMT
*Puffs his chest out*
I'm a zeeker!
*Grins*
*looks around at Greyson's question*
*Whispers loudly*
I'm Harry Potter... SHhhhhhhh!
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 16, 2009 23:46:49 GMT
*Jumps back a little in surprise when the young wizard shares his name.*
You're Har-
*Flinches at his booming voice, not realizing how loud he was speaking.*
*Creeps forward, and whispers.*
Harry Potter?
*Eyes flick to the boy's forehead, confirming what he had said.*
've heard lots about ya, from meh uncle.
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 16, 2009 23:49:13 GMT
*Frowns looking confused*
Your ungle?
*Takes another long gulp of the amber liquid*
*Mirrors his whisper*
Yea... I'm Harry Potter... didn't I just say that?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 16, 2009 23:53:14 GMT
*Nods, stagging over to the bench, and dropping himself upon it. His whiskey sloshes around in the bottle.*
Yeah meh ungle, meh ungle the wand meker.
*Jerks his thumb over his shoulder as if the wand shop was behind them.*
He owens tha wand shop.
*Frowns, eyes growing dark.*
Least he did, I's owens it now.
*Nods so hard he almost falls over onto Harry.*
Yeah ya said tha', didnchya?
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 17, 2009 0:13:55 GMT
Oooooh.... Ollivander!
*Grins*
I know him! You have the same name as him!
*Is drinking as Greyson nearly falls onto him, he eyes closed*
*Smacks his lips together*
What are you doing her? Londin isn't 'ere!
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 17, 2009 0:17:53 GMT
*Smiles drunkenly, nodding, making himself dizzy. He blinks a few times to try and stop everything from spinning.*
Yep, dats meh.
*Holds up his half empty bottle of whiskey, shaking it.*
Zirsty... Dis curez that lil' problum.
'Nd yoo? Whaddaya doin' 'ere?
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 17, 2009 0:22:59 GMT
*Holds up his bottle of firewhiskey*
Girl trouble...
*Shuffled over on the bench to make room for him, drawing his legs up under him*
I should go home though. I'm not allowed out really...
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 17, 2009 0:28:15 GMT
Ahh... I see... Gurlz.
*Shakes his head.*
They'll be th' def of us, I swear.
*Takes another drink.*
Why 'ren't ya allowed out?
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 17, 2009 0:42:20 GMT
*Sighs*
I know. My old girlfrend ran away... But I did get her pushed off a cliff, so I get it... but then she shouldn't have had have had sex with me again, if she didn't like me any more because I nearly killed her. So there....
*Looks down at the ground, pouting*
Because everyone wants to kill me...
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