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Felicia was looking for something fun to do that day. Buying chocolate-covered popcorn at Honeydukes was fun, but she needed something else in addition to snack-age. So it was off to Zonko's. She walked in, still tossing the popcorn and catching it in her mouth, the activity she had been partaking in since she had left the candy shop. She finally stopped when she looked about the merchandise. She really wasn't sure what she wanted to buy. She wasn't really a prankster. She just wanted something fun to play with. There were some goofy hats and sunglasses, but she already had way too many of those.

Then she found something interesting. A small, magical device that took your own voice and repeated whatever you said in the voice of whatever name you put in prior. She gave it a try.

"Professor Zerod Grimp..." she said. "Ahem... today I will teach you how to defend your nose against the smelliest of farts." She then let the object repeat what she said in Grimp's voice. Felicia laughed, even snorting a little. "Oh sweet Merlin, I have to get this!"

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Such a splendid, splendid weather to frolic around under; he thumbed his hair thoughtfully, a dreamy look etched on his face as he stared on straight down the winding walks.

His two squirming balls of pricks, M. McSmiterton and Slippy, riding proudly on his shoulders; he swaggered through Hogsmeade with his trademark flair. "Five Flitterby moth wings... Three leaves of Shrivelfig, two seeds of Lovage. Hmp." Rick had been experimenting with potions ingredients since two months past, right after he chanced upon Ancient Medicines: Care for Magical Consciousness  that greatly piqued his interest. Except that he fine-tuned the lists just a little, and this time the cure for a Dementor's attack had taken a swift, sweet ricochet. His eyes rolled down the list.

"Think it'd be easy, Slip?" Turning his head sideways, he talked to his monochromic critter. "But shall we get our precious cauldron first, munchkins?" He caught the pudgy, white, wide-eyed hedgehog just in time before she slid down his back and hit the solid ground. While he looked at them, Rick tumbled a little step, though still with unparalleled whiz-like sophistication, Rick nearly cursed as he stopped himself from falling face down on the pavement. When he looked up, the red-and-yellow of Zonko's exhibits flicked his mischief switch on.

Grinning boyishly, he toyed with a pennywhistle that always, always managed to finish whatever sentences hewn at it, only in the most nonsensical of fashions. Rick said, "I got an idea."

"To wit, fine-feathered pigeon, I say, grow a vegetable garden, twig and berries, long as hairs and high as walls," it retorted without skipping a beat. But instantly, he heard the familiar husky drone of his least favourite professor, "...smellies of farts." What?

Rick could not help but chuckle. Turning to face the source, he saw that he had been a she, and a pretty little Fifth Year at that. He stepped towards her, still chuckling without stopping, and greeted her warmly, and carried on, "Never in my life I thought I'd say this, but wrinkly, old Grimp just made my day, skylark." He teased her a little. They had met on a few occasions, during her late-night parties, mostly; and they were absolutely bombshells. Rarely had they talked, however, because the most adorable girl in the room was usually chatting away around her girlfriends. But he always had the impression that she was fun; and he liked her a good deal.

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Felicia looked over when the guy reacted to her playing with the device. She raised an eyebrow.

Oooooh... hottie! she thought. But Felicia knew how to play it cool, even in the presence of a fine Seventh Year.

"I know, right?" she said. "This is the new greatest thing ever. Wait... wait... let me try this one. Draco Malfoy." She then cleared her throat. "As Minister of Magic, I now declare the third Tuesday of every month to be 'Pinch a Goblin Bum Day'. Anyone who does not pinch a goblin's bum on this day will be forever thrown into Azkaban! So says the Minister of Magic." She then let it repeat in Malfoy's voice and cracked up. "I will cherish this forever." He then looked at the two creatures that accompanied the boy. "Ooooh... they're little cuties!" She then looked back at the boy. "Oh... yeah... intros and stuff. I'm Felicia Z. I say that because Zandersmit is a really lame last name to possess."

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Eyeing the light-hearted, loud-mouthed box spryly, he was too mesmerised to notice her eyebrow raised up in playfulness. Rick did agree that she was the most adorable girl he had ever noticed, yet at the moment he thought of nothing more than friends. After all, most friends last longer than anything more; he knew of this firsthand. Tens of courtships, all disregarded and nearly forgotten. Besides, his head was spinning now, dizzy from the fun they could both conjure up around the school with the eccentric little case.

Faux clearing his throat as he leaned closer to it, Rick began to speak in the gravest of manners. "In lieu of the recent terrors, the growing threats," his voice then flowed freely into melodious accents, his smirk broke into a wide grin, "and what thingamabob, it should also be known that every mornings should be greeted by a tweet, a flutter and a whistle! Prior to sleep, chirp as a harp and jump with your bum! Especially on Pinch-a-Goblin-Bum Day!" He stood up, as straight as straight could be; and brought his two hedgehogs down from his shoulder.

As monochromic as they appear, they were the strangest, most fascinating couple of pets he ever had; with their uprose bristles and black dewdrop eyes, twitching snouts and peculiar manners. "Meet Slippy," he managed to say before the white ball scurried down his arm onto the ground, off to merry in his own adventure in Zonko's, "He's a little prick, but he's just a dork." Rick smiled as he offered his black hedgehog to her, a curled up sphere of gray, with its small hands and feet hanging limply up its front. "And MM. She's a charmer."

Wondering briefly if he should admit to having known her name beforehand, Rick finally decided to play along and do his part. "Pleasure's all mine. I'm Alaric, but call me Rick. Let's see," he tousled his hair a little, "I'm a Vaisey, a seventh year Ravenclaw, and they may hardly admit it, but I'm quite a whiz at parties and pranks. And that thing you're holding, is wicked gold!"

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Felicia cracked up when the boy gave the device a try. He was quite clever as well as handsome.

"That was wicked," she said. "There's a few left. You should buy one as well."

She then listened as the boy introduced is hedgehogs. She beamed at the named and his descriptions.

"Well, they're both positively adorable," she said, smiling at them. "Is there a such thing as negatively adorable? I think that describes me."

Felicia nodded as the boy introduced himself.

"Oh, we're using nicknames already?" she said. "Well, you can call me Fel or Licia if you want... Rick." She then chuckled at him. "Hehe, you said whiz. Well, I'm a Slytherin so... beware!" She flickered her tongue like a snake. "Hehe, just kidding, I'm cool. And yes, I agree. This device is a true treasure." She then formed a wicked grin. "Want to purchase these and have some fun at the castle?"

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"Oh, that I shall," answered Rick with a grin, referring to her suggesting him to get one of the chatterboxes. When he had, he would play with it for a moment; and after awhile, he would disconnect and disentangle its charms and if successful, create an even better one – perhaps one that should spontaneously reply in said target's voice, or perhaps one that could do its stuff without having someone speak the entire sentences out loud. A penchant for playful things he had, but he always managed to take them quite seriously somehow.

Rick looked at her, still beaming at his two pets, and gestured once more for her to hold, or at least touch, MM. "Here," he said, lifting his outstretched hand a little higher, eyes twinkling with playfulness as he continued, "she hasn't bitten people so far. In fact, she loves snuggling with their hands." Negatively adorable? Rick had never heard the phrase before, but he supposed that just like the notion of wrong; there could be 'a little wrong' and 'very wrong'. He could not get his head wrapped around it. She just looked so much fun and adorable, that the affirmative or disaffirmative bothered him the least. Still, he had to ask her, "What's negatively adorable?" 

"Everyone I know goes by Rick, because I ask them to," said the dark-haired boy good-naturedly, "and because I think 'Alaric' is a little... different, queer even. But sure, nicknames are the beginning of good things, anyway." He smiled at her. The reason was indeed so, but the problem had been while he was a little boy, he was always too quick and too eccentric, becoming too difficult and too naughty for his friends to see him behind those veils of rowdiness. Through the years, he had slowly, painfully learned to suit and even please the crowd; though the little child in him persisted to this day. In the end, Rick had simply wanted to feel normal and less lonely, less different.

"Felicia suits you well! But I'm gonna go with Fel." He laughed heartily as she boisterously made fun of her House, and realised that he was not the only queer one among the magic folks. "Who said Claws' got no whiz?" Rick grinned, pretending to fly; leaping on his feet and landing with equal grace, his arms stretched out like two black wings. "I'd love to! Not returning to the castle soon, though, I'm afraid. Came to get a new cauldron for my new Potion research, and I need that by today. So... Perhaps you'd wanna come with, Fel?" A smile etched on his face, he whistled for Slippy to come with him.

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Felicia grinned when Rick agreed to buy the device as well.

"Wicked," she said. She then beamed as she held MM and pet her. "Dawwww, thanks. I have a black lab at home named Master Blaster because his bark is so loud. I call him MB for short." Fel then shrugged about negatively adorable. "I don't know. I think I'm the first to use the phrase. But it suits me... I think. Maybe you as well. You're cute, but you seem to possess a wild side. I like that."

Felicia nodded when he agreed to call her Fel.

"Cool," she said. "I like that better than Licia. This creepy Hufflepuff used to call me that. He was all trying to date me but couldn't tell me, so he just followed me around ALL the time. Then he hooked up with some girl from his own House. Meh, worked for me."

Felicia laughed again when Rick said the line about whiz.

"Hehe... whiz is a funny word," she said. "It's what I call pee."

Rick agreed to some fun and Felicia beamed.

"Wiiiiiiiiiicked!" she said. "We're officially mates!"

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"I'd love to meet him! He always bark that loud? No telling, really, but I've heard that with dogs, being apart from their owners frustrates them, especially with such long periods!" His eyebrows arched briefly in curiosity, narrow eyes widening as big as they could. Rick fiddled casually with the toy, opening and twisting and opening it again.

Suddenly, his ears twitched at the phrase 'wild side'. "Ohh, young lady, life of the party, at your service," smiled Rick as he bent slightly forward, posing suave and playing gentleman; his left foot braided behind right, right arm brought to a right angle. Those who had known would hardly think of him in that light; with their casual, but still dreadful, claim of 'flings' and 'player'; yet what they had not understood was the intolerable attitudes those girls seemed to have, and what incredulous stories they had to tell. They were rowdy little things who loved taking boys in their arms, parading subtly around like top-notch actresses.

Yet he could not help being attracted to them, his non-committal, fancy-free self cared too little to be bothered with these trivial things, Rick would say, they would soon be forgotten.

Carrying on, he spoke in a lowered tone, "In fact, when I'm done studying or not sleeping, my feelers spy for little parties in the dungeon." A telling smile swept across his face, half-knowing she would love the theme he had brought up. 

 

They were walking out of Zonko's, and Rick knew what he needed next. Weaving in his thoughts was the mental image of a size-½ silver cauldron, ivory burnished, with an oval— pee? He had to giggle at this disruption of his train of thought, not having realised the wordplay behind his chosen words earlier. "Well, aren't you a peach?" he asked, words caught in the spaces amidst his light laughter. Referring to her earlier answer, he answered back, chuckling heartily, "I think you're just adorable, you know? Can't blame that Puff enough, knowing it might not be his fault." He winked at her. It was his way of showing his friendliness, and he wanted to be her friend; to go crazy around the castle with her at any day. Her eagerness was as rambunctious as they were infectious, and she was already beginning to grow on him. They were quite alike; his quaintness and her quirkiness, altogether a fascinating palette of personalities.

His countenances showed no sign of wanting to take MM back, instead, he wondered with a smile as she scurried up and down Fel's shoulder; still glad that she thought them adorable. "She likes you," he pointed at the energetic runner. Slippy was warmly rocking in his coat pocket; leaving a round, beady-eyed bulge; a curious snout and a pair of little paws hanging over the seams. Walking, looking at the cauldrons with both hands in his pockets, the chatterbox drifted dreamily before him, and he began to tell her about the Potion he was improvising.

A doubly-eccentric eagle and a frolicking songbird, wandering in Potage's Cauldron.

Rick beamed and took small strides as he spotted the one he needed, unhooking it by magic and floating it gently down, its sides shaking a little playfully. As they walked towards the counter for payment, a mischievous grin lighted his entire face. "You know, I signed for the school's play that's gonna be huge. Production team. You up for some fun, Fel? Wanna see what we can do together?" he mused, wondering what she would say to his prank proposition.

His thoughts were of harmless intentions, yet while he was sure that Selwyn prefect-slash-producer would manage no mindless mischief, Rick was simply being Rick.

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Fel pouted a little about MB.

"Yeah, I have to console him when I go home," she said. "Like a good two hours of snuggling right when I get there and before I leave. And lots of playtime in the middle. He's muh baby."

Fel was growing quite fond of MM as well. She seemed so sweet and friendly. She continued to pet her as Rick spoke of being the life of the party and chuckled about that and the parties in the dungeon.

"I'm all about the party, yo!" she said. "I plan to party for the rest of my life... well as often as possible."

Fel blushed just a tad when Rick complimented her, and said it couldn't have entirely been the Puff's fault.

"Of course it wasn't all his fault. Dude, I'm HAWT!!!" she said, sticking her tongue. "My Butterbeer beings all the wizard to the yard!" She chuckled at that.

Felicia also giggled about MM running about her. She didn't want to give her back to Rick either.

"Well I like her too... and you're not so bad yourself," she said, winking at Rick.

Fel raised an eyebrow at Rick's idea concerning the play.

"Sure!" she said. "Lead the way, mate!"

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