𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. fred weasley

𝚡𝚟𝚒𝚒𝚒. 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

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Hogsmeade is a wondrous place and Cress is so in love with the quaint little village. The shops with faded wood and painted brick covering the exterior in what seems to be an eerie sort of way -- only to reveal a beautiful, cozy little area on the inside, feel her with so much joy and happiness. 

The crisp winds that bites at her nose, harsh enough to make her wear a scarf and get an extra cup of that delectable butterbeer almost make her swoon. Leaves, turning different shades of butterscotch yellow and sunset orange, blow in the wind, trailing behind a distinct smell of autumn as they disappear into the atmosphere. (Cress always wonders where they go to.)

Cress bundles herself closer to Axel and Mallory as they head towards the hair salon. Axel had wanted to get his hair cut -- "It's getting way too long! I don't even have to worry about my mother seeing this; if Peyton caught a glimpse of this, I would never live to see another day!" -- so they had decided to hit that first and then make their way through the village leisurely, hopefully meeting up with Cedric and Hamlin on the way.

She isn't expecting, however, for the both of them to be in the salon when her, Axel, and Mallory arrived. Her shock is heightened when she spots not Cedric -- but Hamlin in the salon chair. Cedric is standing beside him and he looks like he might faint. Cress wants to walk out.

"Oi," Axel says, walking further into the room, "what're you two doing here?"

Cedric turns away, mouth opening as he cuts his sentence off. He replies, "Hamlin is breaking my heart."

"What?" Cress asks, snorting. "Did he tell you your eyes weren't the right shade of grey for him?"

"Har, har," Cedric grumbles, rolling his eyes. "You're just mocking me, you oaf."

Cress points her finger at him with a smirk. "That is true, my brother. But seriously, what are you doing here?"

Hamlin gestures to his general head vicinity and then levels Cress with a glare. She continues to smirk because she knows what's going on here and she does not care -- but it's fun to mess with Cedric. Always a laugh, that is.

"What does it look like, you prick?" Hamlin asks (snaps) with a raised eyebrow. Cress is a little offended that Cedric doesn't say anything. If anything, the arsehole just laughs into his head discreetly whilst she narrows her eyes in suspicion because hello?! A big brother is supposed to take up for you, not laugh when you get clowned. (It all comes back to the corruption of Cedric Diggory. Cress is going to have to, regrettably, send her mum another owl about this. Oh, Helga, help us all.)

 "So, you're getting a haircut," Axel states, plopping down right next to him. Cress stands by the doorway with Mallory, arms intertwined. She doesn't move from her spot because Taro is awfully picky about who steps over his invisible line, and she doesn't need to hear his lip today. (Cedric always gets a free pass, though, but that's because he's Cedric and everyone loves him. Even multi-colored haired Taro who hates anyone with dead ends.)