Zacharias Smith (puffheir) wrote in wished, @ 2010-08-27 12:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | !2003: 08, !complete, merlin toke, zacharias smith |
Who: Zacharias Smith and Merlin Toke.
When: August 27th. Afternoon.
Where: Diagon Alley - outside Quality Quidditch supplies.
What: Shopping!
Rating: Low.
Status: Complete/Closed.
With the final match contenders decided upon, Zacharias was keenly looking forward to the World Cup finals on Monday. England vs. Scotland was sure to be a brilliant match, in many ways - keen playing, and even keener rivalry and what not. He had wagered some money on the game, of course, and all that thinking about Quidditch had made him... well, think about Quidditch. Matches would start up soon enough once the World Cup was over and done with, and Zacharias was ready and raring to go. Practice was fun, but games - games were amazing.
The Puddlemere Chaser had decided, earlier that afternoon, about while he was eating lunch, that he needed to get some new gear. Precisely some new gloves, as he went through them like wildfire, with all the handling of the Quaffle and what not. And some new arm guards as well.
So it was off to Quality Quidditch Supplies. For while he could have ordered by owl post, he did so like to see the gear for himself, to feel the quality of the material, the give and sturdiness.
And that was what found him in the Quidditch shop, which smelled of leather and that almost indescribable smell of Quidditch - the balls and the bat and the uniforms and the broomstick oil and everything else. He wandered among the store before selecting two new pairs of gloves, and a new pair of arm guards, all made of the finest materials. He purchased a new bottle of broomstick oil as well. Paying the clerk, he headed out of the shop with his bag in tow, stepping into the sunlight of the afternoon.