obtaining pranks [open]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;][style=text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; color:#222; padding-bottom:5px; border-bottom:20px solid #454545;]Yolande Xandra Van Alen, the tomboy and practical disgrace of the Van Alens, she had surpassed her squib of a brother by far. She had eloped with a muggle, and bore three ‘bastard’ offspring, or so she had heard her parents use to describe them. It sickened her, if she loved anything above her muggle husband, it was her kids. Her kids were… were her everything really. They were probably the reason why Yolande did the night shifts as a dancer, to make sure that they had food on the table. Sure, once upon a time she wanted to become a Muggle Studies Professor, but those days were long gone, they had died a long time ago. But she was happy, more than happy, she loved her life and wouldn’t change a single bit of it. She didn’t care that her parents shunned her or some of her siblings, no, she cared about how Matthew and her children smiled every time she walked through her apartment door or how Gizmo barked happily when he heard her pulling up. She patted the Great Dane, and tied him up to a fence post outside the joke shop. It had been a long time since she had pranked anyone, and she was determined to at least get a scare out of her kids, or better yet, Matthew. Now, Yolande was convinced, convinced by all means that she only liked girls until she met her boyfriend. She didn’t bother to look for Muggle friendly pranks either, her boyfriend had been around magic long enough not to get a heart attack from it, right? Oh Gods at least she hoped so. But more than that, she hoped she didn’t bump into anyone. She took a big risk coming to here, she might even run into Eros, or Devin, she was completely aware that they were people she just didn't want to bump into. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;][/style][style=text-align:left; font-family:Verdana; font-size:11px; color:#000;]WORDS: 313 TAGS: open NOTES: dick mypanus[/style][/style][style=text-align:right; color:#fff; text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #333; font-family:ms gothic; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-15px; font-size:12px;]we need the excitement in our lives.[/style]

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Tomas ran a hand through his dark hair as he sighed and walked through Hogsmeade. It wasn't crowded since it didn't seem to be a Hogsmeade weekend for the school, which was good. He had been there on business. Not ministry business though. Just his own personal business, which was just a cup of tea with an old professor. It had been pleasant and he hadn't minded going out near the school for it at all.

The reason he was sighing as on note with the conversation he had been having with his old professor. It seemed like she had been trying to convince him rather subtly to come back to the school and become her assistant again. He would have wanted nothing more than to actually do just that but he couldn't take up the offer. The ministry job paid more and he didn't want to just be assistant anymore. No, he'd only return to Hogwarts if it was official Ministry business to do so or to become the professor in her place.

That was why he had stopped being her assistant even if she was a wonderful professor and a lovely person to be around. He knew that she loved to teach and that she'd be around for a very long time before he'd actually get a chance to teach and she wasn't even all that much older than him honestly. Although from her words it sounded as though if there were any reason that she needed to take time off, she had picked him to be her substitute. Well that was nice he guessed but it would probably be a while before that'd happen. Though he had been invited and had attended her wedding during the summer so maybe that was why she had been thinking and talking about future substituting; starting a family would require her to have time off eventually.

Well with having a cup of tea with her out of the way, he found himself wondering around Hogsmeade. He didn't want to go home just yet especially not when he didn't have anything to do. His sister was busy with her own job and her boyfriend...that thought just no, and he didn't want to go home home. He wasn't lame after all and he was a full grown man. He wouldn't be spending time with his parents unless he had to for holidays.

His red eyes scanned the people in Hogsmeade and noticed a pink haired person. Something about the way the person carried themselves made him almost instantly recognize them or rather her. He'd sent her owls but hadn't actually managed to match up his schedule with hers to actually meet up with her for a while. If there had been any doubts in his mind, they were quickly resolved with the place that she was walking into and a grin came to his face as he went in after her. He walked up behind her as she gazed at the things for sell in Zonko's and tugged on her now rather long pink hair the same grin still on his face.

"Long time no see, Yolie~" Tomas said as he greeted his long time bro from Hogwarts; yes a girl bro.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;][style=text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; color:#222; padding-bottom:5px; border-bottom:20px solid #454545;]Yolande stopped dead in her tracks when she heard someone call out her name, even stopping in mid-motion as she took a prank off the shelf. It took her a moment to recognize the voice, the voice of her old Hogwarts bro, Tomas. She used to drag this poor guy around with her the whole time they were at Hogwarts together. The thought of the time that he was convinced that she was a man until she stopped wrapping her chest, well that reaction still brought her a shit load of laughter. When she said a shit load, she meant it. Those laughing fits lasted until the pink haired woman was out of breath whenever she recalled the situation. The burlesque dancer turned the voice, her smile warm and inviting, she waved to the younger man. He was only younger than her by a year, and only a year. ”Hey bro, what’s up, man? Seriously, long time no fucking see.” Tomas didn’t know that Yolande had a muggle boyfriend, let alone a boyfriend. She was sure that Tomas wouldn’t mind or judge her for that, seeing as one of his parents was a muggle. Tomas certainly didn’t know that Yolande was a mother, and let alone a mother of three. The former Gryffindor never ever cursed in front of her children, she didn’t want them to pick up the habit no matter how young they were. Though, Yolande was strictly taught not to curse – it wasn’t lady like. Did it look like Yolande gave a flying shit, honestly? About being lady like? She walked over to Tomas, quickly and rather roughly punching the man in the arm. She didn’t hold back, even though Tomas was her friend, still is her friend. Honestly, Tomas was one of her closest friends that she ever had. She would do anything for the nosebleeder, and she knew that he would do the same. It was unspoken pact that the two shared, purely based on childhood friendship. ”So, what’s up with you?” She repeated. ”Those letters didn’t really do much in telling me how you’re doing, or how the years have been.” Did Tomas know that she didn’t marry Eros? He wasn’t invited to her wedding considering his blood status, and she hated that as well. Her fucking best friends of all best friends wasn’t invited to her fucking wedding? Because he was, dare she say it, a half-blood? She was reprimanded for even letting it slip that she was friends with a half-blood, or rather more than one half-blood, even muggleborns. Oh the shame! Bloody. Fucking. Bullshit. ”So, I didn’t end up marrying Eros after all.” She said, just in case Tomas hadn’t heard. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;][/style][style=text-align:left; font-family:Verdana; font-size:11px; color:#000;]WORDS: 450 TAGS: tomas, open NOTES: dick mypanus[/style][/style][style=text-align:right; color:#fff; text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #333; font-family:ms gothic; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-15px; font-size:12px;]we need the excitement in our lives.[/style]

[style=font-family:arial; font-size:9px;]made by RIVER! of CTL and OTE[/style]

Tomas watched as she stopped what she was doing when she heard someone call out her name. It seemed that it took her moment or two to recognize his voice. It wasn't like he could actually blame her for that though. He hadn't actually talked to her for a while and so it was bound to happen eventually as sad as it was. They should fix that then so they were never once forget for a second or two who they were.

He was greeted with a smile when she finally turned towards him and he returned it back. It was only fair after all. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen his best bro's smile and actually been in her presence. Too fucking long that was for sure. She greeted him like she usually did back when they were still in school and then repeated his long time no see comment. They really should get around to making sure they didn't have to say that to each other anymore.

Tomas was pretty sure they had plenty to catch up on since they hadn't seen each other in ages. It seemed liked he barely learned anything about how she was fairing in her letters and he knew he never felt like he had enough time to respond to hers. He really felt bad that he never had all the much time to really sit down and respond to her letters but he was busy. He worked for the ministry as an auror after all and that took up a lot of his time after all. His eyes drifted down to what she was holding in her hands letting out a small chuckle.

The brunette was distracted from observing what prank was in her hand though when she had walked over to him. He was a bit surprised when she punched him in the shoulder but let out a much more noticeable laugh at this. Just like old times seriously. He snickered a bit when she asked him again what was up with him but continued on to say that his letters barely told much on how he was doing. He nodded his head in response to that because he knew they didn't explain much on how he was doing at all; he knew.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry about that, Yolie. I'm a ministry man and I always seem to be busy." Tomas responded as he ran a hand through his brown hair. "I've been fine though. Fairing decently. Although when it comes to relationships though my sister is certainly fairing a lot better than me." He said with a half grin.

He didn't much care about how he was fairing though. He wanted to know how Yolande had been doing since she last talked to him. He had heard a little something about her not getting married to Eros like she was supposed to. He wanted to hear about that since he hadn't been allowed to be invited to the wedding. He wanted the details on that and what she had been doing since that. He kind of laughed when she told him that she hadn't ended up marrying Eros after all; boy were they on the same wave length.

"I heard about that. What happened?" Tomas asked her while tilting his head slightly to the side.