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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I think the magic works when you eat them, so we'd both have to eat 'em, but I don't know how we've never tried that before. After presents?" he he said, deeply curious about the possible results. Dean had been taken with the sweets ever since he got his hands on them as a third year in the wonders of Honeydukes and although he didn't buy them often they were often fun to eat just for the floating effect, never mind the flavour.

Dean examined the flat and rather floppy package with bemusement, unsure what the heck Seamus would get him that would look and feel like that. He shot his eyes towards Seamus and shrugged, tearing open the paper in a flurry of crinkles and rips, managing to shake open the apron in the process. He snorted with laughter and elbowed Seamus in the side. "Prat," he said. "My family will eat pretty much anything, from pizza to vindaloo, stop stressing about the sisters, they're just looking forward to free food out of the house." He knew what Seamus was like, he could tell where his thoughts had likely headed. "And your sparkling company, of course."