[Summer: DA] Silver Arrow

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco stared at the galleons in his hand, a bored expression on his face. Buying things was starting to lose it's excitement, as he could basically get anything he wanted whenever he wanted. With a careless shrug, he stuffed them back in his pocket and walked along the streets, snarling at obvious muggles.

A gathering crowd caught his attention, and he frowned, pushing his way through numerous people. Offended yells and annoyed screeches reached his ears and he smirked offhandedly, finally reaching the front of the crowd.

"...Fastest Broom to be created all year... Remake of the ever popular silver arrow broomstick..." Draco raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest haughtily. A man, standing on a makeshift stage waved his arms around, just in front of Qaulity Quidditch Supplies. Draco knew that particular man was employed at the Quidditch shop, so grugingly deemed him trustworthy.

Just beside him there was a broom. Sleek, narrow and polished to the point where it shone brightly in the summer sun. It was clipped perfectly, and hovered smoothly above the ground. In silver writing over the dark wood, the words Silver Arrow 5000 gleamed in professional cursive. Draco's eyes instantly glittered wistfully, and glared at the man. "How much?"

The man faltered in his enthusiastic description and shifted nervously, "Er... 200 galleons."

That created an uproar. Many people left the crowd, muttering about impossible prices, and Draco's smirk grew. Though, he knew he definitely didn't have 200 galleons.

He decided to plead for his father to buy him one. His silvery gaze narrowed. He was going to make the team next term, and he was definitely going to do it using that broomstick.

[Carrie McEwan]

It was early afternoon of Carrie's third day staying at the cosy, if not slightly shabby inn, The Leaky Cauldron, when she found herself once again exploring the many shops of the street. Already she had wasted far too much money on some admittedly quite pointless items, and had to keep reminding herself that she still needed to get the excuse for the long visit - her school supplies.

She had just come out of the Scribbulus Everchanging Inks, and unwillingly became swamped in the small crowd that had gathered around the quidditch shop next door. Adults and children alike, were talking excitedly amongst themselves as a charismatic man upfront listed the apparently "endless qualities" of their latest broom up for sale.

Carrie peered over the the few domineering heads of the crowd, attempting to see what all the fuss was about. The Silver Arrow 5000 she read on the broom's handle.. an impressed look forming on her face. She had to admit that it certainly looked like a good flyer, though she could also tell it was certainly way out of her price range.

She went to walk away from the crowd knowing that there was no point dwelling on something she could quite obviously not afford, when a familar voice piped up to ask about the price, stopping her in her tracks.
Draco Malfoy was standing prominently at the front, eyeing the broom with obvious interest. Carrie hadn't spoken to him for quite a while before the break up of school, and hadn't counted on seeing him until the new term had started. Walking ahead to stand next to him, she glanced his way with a smile. 'I think you are about the only person here still happy after hearing that price tag.' She commented amusedly, returning her gaze to the broom in front.