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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2015 6:01:46 GMT
”I WOULD BRING GODRIC GRYFFINDOR TO HIS KNEES…” She had loved this shop the first time she stepped into it when she was a small child her mother being the one who was into potions and alchemy. She had always wanted Aaliyah to open her up her potions shop instead she never did, nor did she become a Professor like her father had hoped if not do the shop idea. Instead she become a Potioneer one who focused on fine tuning her potions and made her money by selling them to people on the streets or those she knew. Plus she had her parents inheritance as well but soon it would be out, her life was going nowhere except being a great fellow Death Eater.
She picked out a few ingredients from the different aisles and placed them in the basket she held, trying to push the thoughts about her future out of her head. Future is set, focus on present and have fun was the thought she kept running in her head as she made her way to the back of the store picking out a few new beakers and vials. Everything she picked out was on course of making the Draught of Living Death. ”Let me guess you won’t have any re’em blood around?” asked Aailyah with a little sarcastic tone as the store clerk shook their head as in no. Rolling her eyes she focused on the cauldrons barely paying attention to the newest entree to the store.
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