An old lady pushing a cart knocked on the door, then slid it open, "Anything from the trolley?"
Malcolm jumped up, "Yes please ma'am! Can I get some Bertie Bott's every flavored beans?" He turned to Celia, "You'll love these!"
The Trolley Witch smiled, "Of course dear, that's six sickles."
"Thank you!" Malcolm closed the door, "These are Bertie Bott's every flavored beans."
"Every?"
"Every."
Celia laughed, "That sounds terrifying."
"No! It's quite fun actually. I've gotten some amazing ones like root beer, but I've also gotten dirt. It's a game really," Malcolm opened the stripped box carefully, "Here, try one!"
She took out a red one, as she suspected it was cherry or strawberry, like it would've been in a regular batch of jellybeans. "Oh jeez," she plopped the bean in her mouth and began to chew, "Oh gross! It's ketchup!"
Malcolm laughed, "Alright, my turn." He picked a white one with blue splotches, and ate it, "Ugh! Blue cheese."
Celia giggled, "What's the point of eating these it just seems like torture!"
"I promise, sometimes they're good!" Malcolm put the box down, "Alright, your turn, show me some of your weird muggle things."
Celia pulled her bag onto her lap, and dug through it looking for her pencil case, "Are you ready for this? Because I don't think you're ready for this."
"Just show me already!"
Celia unzipped the case, "So you know how you use quills and ink for some convoluted reason? Well me found much better ways to do write. They're called, buuuuh buuuuh baaaaahhh, pens!" She whipped out a blue ink pen and clicked it.
"Whoa," Malcolm grabbed it carefully as if it would bite him, "So you write with this? That's crazy.."
She smiled, as he pressed the tip of the pen against his skin and it left a blue line.
"I don't want to overwhelm you or anything but, they actually come in every color you can think of. You got every flavor beans? We have ever colored pens. We also have things called pencils but I think I'll show you that later..?" She laughed as he kept writing on his hand, until it was a large inky blob.
"It's like it never runs out of ink. You don't have to carry around ink wells do you? That's amazing!"
Celia rolled her eyes. Wizards were so weird.
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Hogwarts Once Again
FanfictionHogwarts after the war is very different than before. New ghosts, new people, and most of all new stories to be told. Follow Celia Grey on her journey as a humble witch. Born to muggles, doomed to only use spiral notebooks, and the most uncoordinate...
