JOHNSON, angelina hestia

ANGELINA HESTIA JOHNSON

ANG , SEVENTEEN , GRYFFINDOR , KATERINA GRAHAM
STUBBORN , COMPETITIVE , UNSURE , BRAVE , LONELY

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NAME- des
TIME ZONE- eastern
OTHER CHARACTERS- none currently
ANYTHING ELSE?- nope
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she didn't think she had ever been so greatful for a break in her life.

angelina was the type of person who preferred working her way to the championship game, stressing about flying patterns and strategy that could be used in order to win the upcoming match at whatever cost, but now that she was not the one in charge again, everything seemed to hurt that little bit more. it was almost as if her entire body was bruised on the inside without a single mark on her skin to confirm the feeling. the sensation was one that she should have been familiar with by this point, after all she had been out of school and training for how many months now? and yet her body still seemed to be going through the adjustment period and hardening of the new career she had chosen. this was certainly not normal for her, not at all, but angelina simply had to shrug it off. there was no point in complaining about it after all. the feeling would pass eventually.

and then she'd look bloody amazing.

still, as she wandered through diagon alley on that busy afternoon, angelina's dark eyes couldn't help but take notice of the things around her, most specifically the children who were eagerly getting ready to go shopping and collect their things for hogwarts. the sight brought a smile to her lips as she recalled her own experiences of heading into the various shops to collect her school supplies, knowing that she always had a list with her of what she would require for the new year. there was always at least one new textbook she was required to pick up for her classes, and her growth spirts made it almost impossible for her to make it through an entire year with the robes she would buy at the end of august with her father. those were things that she remembered with a tenderness that could never be replaced in her mind, knowing that her own excitement was much like what she saw in many of the bright, youthful faces of those preparing for their very first year.

it was almost hard to imagine that seven years had passed her by, angelina thought quietly as she continued on down the cobblestone street. everything was just so familiar, like an echo from the past that she simply couldn't shake. ollivander's was where she had picked up her wand all those years ago. madame malkin's was the place that she had been fit for her robes for her very first day at a school where she would be surrounded by other people who were as different as she was...but there was one place in diagon alley that had not been there right away, something that had developed only in the past year by a pair of friends who had been rather well known for their scheming and pranking ways. the idea still brought a smile to her lips, taunting them with a laugh as she approached their store front and saw the animatronic red-head lifting his hat up and down as he seemed to laugh as well.

oh, to go inside and see if they were operating the store that day or not? the question taunted her brain a little as she slowed her steps and glanced at the merchandise prominently displayed in the front window, wondering how much of it they had worked on only recently. it seemed that their business was doing incredibly well, as angelina had heard that they had purchased a space in hogsmeade to sell their products as well. a little competition for zonkos, she had thought with a grin. but the hogwarts students were sure to love the pranking material the way the professors were sure to hate it, but there was nothing they could do. it was no longer banned after all of the trouble it had caused umbridge the year before, and rightfully so, she thought to herself. still....perhaps just a moment or two...

before she could change her mind, angelina turned on her heel and headed for the door, turning the knob and pushing it aside just in time to avoid nearly being run over by a couple of younger kids who dashed out of the store with a bagful of new purchases. all she could do was shake her dark head before she headed inside, closing the door carefully behind her as she marvelled at the number of things whizzing around her head. it was pure and utter chaos in here, the perfect atmosphere for people like fred and george weasley. her feet carried her further, into the heart of the madness itself where she was confronted by a couple of butterflies that hovered just around her head. and before she had time to guess at what they did, they exploded in an array of sparkles and lights, almost like they were mini fireworks...and angelina couldn't help but giggle softly in appreciation. "fred? george? are you here?" she called, her eyes focused on the glitter that showered her body in such a brilliant manner. "guys? it's ang..."