Hey, would anyone be especially devestated if I possibly...dropped Emmeline ( Read more... )

( Private )

( Owl to Lewis )

( Owl to Lewis )

Emmeline was worried.

Something is definitely going on, She thought with a furrowed brow as she helped a Quidditch enthusiast pick out a racing broom for under thirty Galleons. Staci hadn't returned, nor had she answered Emmeline's owl. She still didn't know where her friend was, and it was worrying her ( Read more... )

Bianca: When were you planning on going shopping? I'm running the store on my own now, so I can close it whenever you'd like to go.

Tonks: Fancy meeting sometime soon? I haven't seen you in a while.

Lewis: Can I talk to you?

( Private )

After the twelve-year-old boy with the broom tail trimmer questions had left, Emmeline stepped outside of the Quidditch store, locked it, and pulled out her wand. She waved it around and gold letters appeared on the door, forming curly script.

"Out to Lunch...Back in Thirty"Satisfied with her work, Emma walked over to the Leaky Cauldron to meet ( Read more... )

I guess it's time that I updated this, isn't it?

Staci: The last decent conversation I had with you was about broom polish. We need to meet sometime outside of work.

Lewis: You still exist, right?

Bianca and Charlie: How're the wedding plans going?

Tonks: How're you? What color is your hair today? I rather liked that pink you had last ( Read more... )

( Owl to Tonks )