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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 29, 2006 12:32:49 GMT
Boggleworth strolled into the Three Broomsticks whistling cheerfully as usual. He judged the time was right for the second meeting and he planned for it be a major improvement on the first. This time he wouldn't be distracted, he hoped. He put his poster up on the front door and settled down to wait. He had again sent cards of invite around to everybody and prayed more people would turn up this time.
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Jul 29, 2006 17:08:50 GMT
Lisa entered the doors to The Three Broomsticks and looked around quickly. Spotting Boggleworth, she smiled and walked over, offering him a small wave. "Hey, Henry." She said cheerfully, shrugging off her bag and placing it gently on the floor next to an empty seat - she seemed to have been the first to arrive.
Just about to sit down, she paused and looked at Boggleworth calculatingly, a small smirk on her lips. Remembering her pink fingertips when he had last mentioned the guild, she made sure to be extra careful this time. After checking the chair, the table and everything sitting atop the table, she grinned and took a seat, leaning forward in her chair.
"This meeting will be longer, I hope." She said to Boggleworth with raised eyebrows, having felt extremely unsatisfied after the last.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 29, 2006 17:13:36 GMT
Girty ran into the three broomsticks with a laugh. She closed the door and slid down laughing. After a few deep breaths to regain her composure she stood up brushed the dust off and walked towards the other two people.
"Good day. And how are you all today?"
She pulled up a chair and sat down with a smile.
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Jul 29, 2006 17:51:13 GMT
Lisa smiled as Girty walked toward their table, wondering how many others would be joining them. "I'm great, thanks." She said smiling. "And yourself?"
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jul 29, 2006 17:55:15 GMT
"Hey guys glad you could come!" grinned Boggleworth. "And yes Lisa I do plan to have have it longer this time, and even with more people if my luck is in!" he chuckled noticing that Lisa had looked around carefully before she had taken her seat.
"So what would you like to do for the Guild then, mischief making I presume?" Laughed Boggleworth as he handed each of them a butterbeer.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jul 30, 2006 14:25:11 GMT
Girty took the butter beer and after a sip answered Lisa's question.
"Yeah I'm good thanks." she smiled then looked at Bog.
"well depends what type of mischief do not want to do anything too get us into to much trouble, but enough to have a great laugh i suppose at other peoples expense."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 1, 2006 16:07:43 GMT
Grace walked into the Three Broomsticks with a frown on her face. She closed the door, distractedly, then looked up from the floor and scanned the room. Bog, Lisa and Girty were already there. She frowned even more and walked to their table. "Hi, guys," she said, pulling out a chair and sitting down.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 1, 2006 16:21:39 GMT
Boggleworth slid a drink along the table towards Grace amazingly spilling very little of it.
"Bonjour tous les monde!" he greeted in French "ok down to business, now the summer is fast approaching so over the summer we need to keep in contact! Via Owls I'm presuming now I'm also organising an event and a good one at that, we're going to see a quidditch match!" he said joyfully waiting for a reaction.
this is going to confuse them he thought.
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Aug 1, 2006 16:44:17 GMT
Lisa played with her butterbeer bottle, distractedly offering Grace a smile, before hearing Bog's comment. Blinking stupidly for a moment, she stared at him. Then, she grinned broadly, and leaned forward.
"A QUIDDITCH match? A real one?" She seemed to have forgotten the point of the guild entirely. "With real Quidditch stars, and a huge stadium!" Her eyes shone with excitement.
Then, after realising her outburst, she sat on her seat dumbfounded. "Wait, aren't we supposed to be sabotaging the Ministry?"
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 1, 2006 16:46:57 GMT
Boggleworth grinned at Lisa's enthusiasm
"I'm afraid that will have to wait mainly for next year! Though if you've any ideas or plotting don't hesitate to send me an owl. I'll tell you the dates nearer the time, but let me assure you, it's a real quidditch match and we'll have prime seats!" he laughed enjoying himself.
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Aug 1, 2006 16:55:35 GMT
Lisa looked a bit put out at the fact that there would be no sabotaging nosy ministry officials, but she did adore Quidditch and a match did sound just as fun, if not better.
Then, her eyes sparkled with an idea. "You know... I'm sure many Ministry officials watch quidditch matches themselves..." Her voice trailed off as she fingered her butterbeer thoughtfully. "We could always find a way to wreck havoc at the quidditch match." She smirked cheekily, "but that would be for personal fun, mostly."
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Aug 1, 2006 17:01:52 GMT
Boggleworth grinned a twinkle in his eye. "Now that's a grand idea there, though we'll obviously watch the match first but afterwards..." he chuckled.
Yes they're starting to get into this!
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Aug 1, 2006 17:04:38 GMT
Grace took the drink and sipped it slowly, thinking ... always thinking... "Well, how ya ganna organize it?"
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Post by Lisa Lycott on Aug 1, 2006 17:17:01 GMT
Lisa made a face. Ideas and mischief she could do... Organisation? Not so much. Brushing some hair from her soft purple eyes, she shrugged, a helpless look on her face. "I'm sure doing it after the match won't be so fun," she said smiling lopsidedly. "During any intermission, maybe. Or we could just sabotage the match entirely and have the Ministry plus Quidditch teams against us." She let out a laugh.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Aug 1, 2006 17:33:14 GMT
Girty had been sitting silently listening carefully to the ideas.
"OK we go to this match..minstrey people are there....we try and cause some trouble." she took a sip of her drink while thinking. She had made a sum up of the talk yes but could not get any father then it came to her.
"We could send an impostor into the match. They fly out and catch the snitch and the game is a waste." She laughed lightly to herself.
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