Daphne Greengrass (thatdaphnegirl) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-10-02 15:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 october, daphne greengrass, eleanor branstone |
Who: Daphne and Open
What: Shopping!
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Diagon Alley
Daphne couldn't stand being in the manor anymore. She couldn't stand being around her husband or his family, all acting as if nothing was off or strange. After loosing several hours the other night, Daphne was confused and questioning everything. Not out loud, of course. She didn't want to bring Stephen's wrath upon her.
Getting out of the manor was the best thing she could do for everyone right now. And she needed a whole new wardrobe of winter clothing to cover up the mark Stephen had forced on her, and so that she could look her best in her new position of Junior Undersecretary to the Minister.
Upon her arrival in Diagon Alley, the first thing she did was get herself a rather large cup of tea in a to-go container and then made her way to the bank to get some money from her own account. Thankfully, there was still enough in there that she could take care of herself. She liked that, liked knowing it, just in case she ever did get the courage to run away again.
With the money, she headed, slowly down the street to Madam Malkins to have a new set of robes and dresses made that would accommodate what she wanted. For now, the mark on her arm was covered with a bandage, a cover story brewing in the back of her head to explain why it was there.