Since When was Hogsmeade a chore?((Finn))

[Zeak Nitesh G2]

“Hey Zeak! Wait up!” Zeak grinned and turned around; he didn’t need any of his usual tricks to recognize that voice. He waited patiently and listened to the running footsteps as Angel quickly weaved in and out of the other students to reach him. He didn’t have to wait long, when Angel decided to get somewhere in a hurry, she made it. Zeak heard the final running step plan in front of him and felt the slight breeze that her momentum had caused, playfully licking across his hair. Zeak arched an eyebrow and once again waited while Angel caught her breath. “I thought you weren’t going to Hogsmeade this weekend?” He asked her; usually the two were inseparable, though they did have their moments of separatism. “I’m not.” She answered and Zeak felt her hand on his arm and allowed her to lift it. He felt a small piece of parchment being slipped into his hand; he obliged and took a hold of it. “I need you to pick up these things for me. You will right? Thanks.” Zeak sputtered in surprise but as always Angel managed to move past the subject before Zeak was able to voice his opinion. He felt the quick kiss on the chick, the small sting as her hair whipped his face as she quickly spun and took off back toward the castle.

Zeak regarded the note in his hands and couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. It wasn’t the first time that something like this happened; the situation went both ways since Zeak always asked Angel to fulfill favors also. A chuckle from the side was the only warning Zeak received as a arm snaked around his shoulders and gently but firmly turned him around to face Hogsmeade again and began to lead him down the road. Once again Zeak didn’t require any of his tricks to identify the culprit. The burly arms of a Quidditch Beater are hard to miss, and only one was friendly enough with Zeak to so casually throw his arm around him. “You know Zeak, doing errands for the woman is how it starts. I give it two years before your whipped enough to finally propose.” Came Troy’s thick voice. Zeak couldn’t help but laugh at the thought, though he couldn’t quite dispute it. He and Angel had been growing quite close, much closer than their bonds of friendship could contain. “Troy, the day I find a woman to marry me is the day that I transfigure your Beater bat into a bouquet of flowers and turn your Quidditch robes purple.” He responded with a grin.

The burly 7th year roared with laughter, and since Zeak was still tucked closely to the boy’s side he was shook quite furiously. Like a slight alarm, some sub conscious force dinged in Zeak’s mind telling him that they had just reached the Hogsmeade village boundary. Troy’s laughter finally died away. “Ok Zeak we-“ “Are here.” Zeak quickly interrupted with a grin. Troy removed his arm, “You always amaze me kid, how do you do that?” Zeak couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Easy, I don’t let Bludgers constantly knock knowledge out of my head.” He stuck out his tongue in a childish mocking manner, ripping another laugh out of Troy. “I guess that makes sense. Hey I’m heading over to the three broomsticks, wanna get a Butterbeer with me?” Zeak thought about it for a second and then shook his head. “Not at the moment, I got a few things to do first. If your still around I’ll catch up later.” The two said their farewells and then split up. Zeak once again turned his attention to Angel’s note. Hooking his cane into his elbow he unfolded the note and traced his fingers over the raised lettering.

Zeak couldn’t help but grin in amusement as a fast amount of the list was dedicated to sweets from Zonko’s. “Well, at least your tastes run along the same line as mine.” Honeydukes was one of the destinations on Zeak’s current errand path. His own stores of candies and sweets was running low. He sighed and quickly ran through everything mentally. Honeydukes for treats, a few new ink bottles and quills, and then a quick stop by the animal emporium for some owl treats. A quick check of his mental map and Zeak new the direct path to take. He sometimes laughed at this talent, he always pictured one of those maps you find in the mall that has a bright yellow dot and a sign saying “You Are Here” Only this time the yellow dot moved depending on where Zeak traveled. A quick walk brought him to the doors of Honeydukes.

The bell tinkled as Zeak stepped in, though the sound was drowned in the clamor that was Honeydukes. Honeydukes was always full of students diving for sweets and talking excitedly. This was an added benefit to Zeak since sometimes the candies were moved around depending on popularity and Zeak only had to tune into the conversation around him to find out what type of candy he was standing next to. With a slight grin Zeak grabbed two bags and began to navigate the shop filling up the bags. One for him and one for Angel.

[Finn Miles H7]

No grape. It was a disgrace. How was Finn supposed to get Raina a birthday gift if they didn't even have her favourite flavour of Poddle's Parchment Powder? Ever since he could remember, Raina had always had a bottle of the flavoured powder that, when wet, could also be used to write on parchment. Apparently it was perfect for those people who loved to chew on their quills out of habit. But, with strawberry, blue raspberry, and sour apple starring him in the face, Finn was beyond knowing what to do without any of the grape variety. He could hardly believe that Raina would manage with a new flavour. If it weren't for the grape, her tongue wouldn't be its usual purple. That just wasn't going to work.

With a frustrated sigh, Finn turned the corner, almost running into another of Honeyduke's patrons. Finn stopped just in time though, taking note of the boy who was carry two bags and a cane. Right away, Finn knew who this was, as many people knew of Zeak, the blind Gryffindor kid. Though that's mainly what Zeak was known for, Finn felt bad that the boy's most popular trait was his handicap. At least he seemed to fare alright though. Finn had watched once or twice and noticed that Zeak seemed to get along almost as though he weren't blind at all.

"Whoah!" he said as he stepped to the side. Despite learning to navigate, it couldn't be expected for Zeak to be able to avoid the carelessness of others. Unfortunately for him, there were people like Finn who seemed to have a knack for clumsiness. "Sorry mate, wasn't watching where I was going." Finn nodded, his eyes catching the unmistakable purple foil that was wrapped around a container of grape Poddle's. "Hey, where'd you get that?" he asked, pointing to the bottle. Quickly he realized that Zeak couldn't possibly know what he was pointing at, and so Finn clarified for him. "The parchment powder, I mean. It's my sister's favourite, and all I could find were the other three flavours."

((Sooooo sorry for the delay. I kind of forgot about this post. ))

[Zeak Nitesh G2]

Honeydukes was always one of the hardest shops for Zeak to navigate, but at least he always did a passable job at it. Today was particular difficult since he was forced to balance two bags in his hands, making it hard for him to scout for obstructions with his cane. Still Zeak managed to do a good job as he lightly danced around his fellow students, paused to discern which display he was standing before, loaded another item into his bags, and moved on. Zeak paused at one display and listened to the group of girls next to him and easily managed to pick apart his location. Poddle's Parchment Powder, a quick check of Angel’s list confirmed it to Zeak that this display was a must. His fingers quickly traced over the plaques showing the four flavors; Grape, Strawberry, Blue Raspberry, and Sour Apple. He frowned though when he noticed that the grape was only down to two bottles, Zeak quickly grabbed them knowing that Angel would definitely kill him if he didn’t get her favorite flavor of the stuff, the other bottle was for Zeak to try, he’d never tried the grape flavor before.

With the most important piece of candy secured Zeak quickly left that section of Honeydukes. There was only a few more pieces left to get and Zeak probably would have already left the store if the store didn’t keep moving its merchandise around making each visit like a treasure hunt for the blind kid. “I really need a dog or something to lead me through this store, probably save a lot of time.” Zeak mumbled with a slight grin on his face. He quickly finished his shopping and checked his bags to make sure he had got everything that he needed and everything that Angel had requested. If Angel didn’t get what she wanted Zeak wouldn’t have a moment of peace until the next Hogsmeade visit, where she would make Zeak come out alone to rectify his mistake. Zeak paused for a moment as he got his bearings, since Honeydukes changes day to day it was hard for Zeak to remember exactly where the check out counter was located. As Zeak silently retraced his steps to the door he felt a slight shove from behind as someone moved past him. Zeak frowned, he knew he wasn’t in the way so whoever had pushed him had done it out of spite.

“Jerk..” Zeak mumbled toward the retreating offender and turned to his left, knowing that was where the counter was located. In his frustration Zeak nearly ran into a fellow shopper. Zeak managed to sense the presence in front of him a second before impact and stopped his advance, luckily the other shopper also noticed Zeak and managed to sidestep, avoiding a nasty collision. “Sorry abo-“ Zeak began but the other boy beat him to the apology. Zeak couldn’t help but grin at the expression “I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He always found it amusing how sighted people used that as an excuse, Zeak rarely ever looked where he was going. Zeak cocked his head curiously as the boy seemed to notice something on him and inquired as to where he got it. Zeak grinned as the boy quickly clarified that he was talking about the parchment powder, saving Zeak the scene of having to explain that he was blind. “Oh this?” Zeak juggled his bags for a second, finally simply just sticking Angel’s between his teeth and reaching into his own bag to retrieve the Grape Powder. “I took the last two out of the display.” He stated holding out the bottle and speaking around the bag in his mouth.

“You can have this one, I was planning on trying this particular flavor myself, but I can’t in good conscience deprive your sister of her favorite tasty treat. Though I must say that was a good strategy bringing your sisters distress into the negotiations.” Zeak grinned, which merely resulted in his lips curling even further away from his exposed teeth. “But I can’t give you this one.” Zeak added motioning to the other Parchment Powder inside Angel’s bag. “If you want this one too I’ll have to fight you for it, and be warned.” Zeak held up his cane, “I’m trained to use this in lethal combat.”