Cedric Diggory (quietknight) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-08-22 14:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, character: juniper dorney, retired character: cedric diggory |
Who: Cedric Diggory and Sergei Melikov, then Juniper Dorney.
What: A first meeting.
Where: Outside Jun's house.
When: Monday 22nd August, mid-morning.
"Are you ready to come out and buy some bread?" Cedric asked his daughter as he leaned over to pick her up from her bouncy chair. "I forgot yesterday, so now you get to come with me and see Mrs Last down at the shop, and we can show her how big you've gotten again." He lifted Cathy, signing limited as he collected her into his arms. "And after that we can -" He stopped, glancing down at Cathy's foot where it bumped against his arm. Cathy's bare foot, which was odd as she had definitely been wearing both socks and shoes when Jun brought her over earlier that morning. Her other foot was still appropriately shod, and a quick survey of the ground she had been bouncing on revealed nothing. "Cathy," Cedric asked, very seriously. "Did you eat your shoe?" He wouldn't actually have been all that surprised - Cathy was putting everything into her mouth lately.
Several minutes later, after doing a search of the whole living room, Cedric had to admit himself defeated. There was no shoe, and no sock, anywhere in evidence. He had, of course, plenty of spare shoes and socks for Cathy in the house - but the mystery of where the shoe that she had very definitely been wearing could possibly have got to was more interesting. Maybe, just possibly, she had only been wearing the one shoe when she arrived. Cedric couldn't swear that she'd been wearing both, only that he'd noticed a shoe when Cathy kicked him rather painfully in the stomach. So, Cedric shifted Cathy in his arms, grabbed his wand and headed out the door.
Jun would definitely have dressed Cathy in two shoes. Logically, if the left shoe wasn't in Cedric's house, Cathy must have somehow kicked it off on her way over. Walking slowly, Cedric covered the ground between his house and Jun's. There wasn't much of it, and it was sadly lacking in discarded baby shoes. Just as he reached the door - wondering whether carry on his search inside or just go home and change Cathy into different shoes - it opened. "Cathy -" Cedric started, and then stopped. The person emerging from the door was not Jun. It wasn't, in fact, anything like Jun at all, being distinctly larger and more masculine. "I'm sorry," Cedric said automatically. "I don't think we've met." Cedric knew most of Jun's friends, he thought, but he didn't know all of them. It was a bit odd that someone should be in Jun's house when Jun was at work, but maybe it was a client and Jun was working from home, or had just taken a day off and not thought to mention it. "Cedric Diggory," he added. "You haven't seen a little yellow shoe?"