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un_cho_sen (un_cho_sen) wrote in pandorarpg,

Cho wasn't sure what she was actually doing in Diagon Alley. She just knew if felt odd to sit at home when it seemed that there was work to be done. She had paced from one end of the street to the other and was on her way back to her starting point when she decided to take a bit of time to visit what used to be her favorite shop in Diagon Alley.

Before the killings began to pick up during her seventh year, Cho had actually considered auditioning for the Tornadoes. The fall of the Ministry quickly chased any ideas of Quidditch from her mind and she instead found herself simply working to make it day by day. It was the flying she missed more than anything. True enough, she did get to fly occasionally on the job, but foot patrols were more often the norm. She rarely had any time free to enjoy a leisurely flight.

As she approached the store, Cho recognized the frame of a fellow DMLE employee standing before the window. She walked up beside him and her eyes too took in the latest broom to be held in high esteem by the Quidditch community. "It's a beauty," she commented not necessarily to Warrington.