WHO: Lavender Brown and OTA (someone who doesn't have amnesia maybe?) WHERE: The Magic Shop WHEN: During this WHAT: Lav is one confused werewolf, and she starts looking through her magic supplies for answers. RATING: TBA STATUS: Incomplete
First no one had showed up at The Magic Shop (not even customers), and now Jack was saying he had no idea who she was? And judging from the boards it looked like Jack wasn't the only one who was acting strange.
"Not good," Lavender muttered to herself, scrolling through the posts on the boards on her laptop. "This is not good."
She ran a hand through her hair and glanced around the shop, almost worried for a second. Maybe she should go to the Hyperion or something, and find out what was going on? Or maybe - she glanced at the shelf of books behind her. She hadn't read any of them, she'd just ordered them with a vague idea of what was inside each one. She knew the Hyperion had a much more extensive library but it couldn't hurt to look right?
She grabbed the thickest volumn which looked like it was from the middle ages and slammed it down on the counter then opened it.
"Come on you bloody book, you better have some sort of answer," she paused realizing she didn't even know what to be looking for.
She cursed under her breath and slammed the book shut again, causing dust to jump at her face and make her cough.