RP: It had to be Date: February 24th, Year Two Characters: Scorpius and Al Location: Queen's Avenue Warnings: None Public/Private: Public Summary: Uh...what? Status: Complete
Scorpius was still adjusting to life in the village. It was an odd place, filled with odd people as far as he could tell. He spent the first few days in his home, curious about his new surroundings. There were clothes in his room that seemed to be his. The material was certainly up to Malfoy standards and the size was impeccable. He looked out from his window for the most part, venturing out only to go as far as the end of his walkway until Friday came. Friday he found he needed grocery supplies so he stepped out of his home for the first time since arriving at Putus.
He headed down the street, toward the center of the small town. He was dressed in his typical attire, black robes, slacks and a button down shirt beneath them. Scorpius looked every bit like the Malfoy he was and perhaps even quite a bit like his father. He wasn't searching for anything in particular, but he hoped he would come across someone he knew. A familiar face could hardly be too much to ask for, could it?