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Fleur (sacre_fleur) wrote in strugglewithin,
@ 2008-12-16 15:37:00

Entry tags:

*complete, fleur weasley, percy weasley, september 1997

RP: Dark Streets
Characters: Fleur Weasley, Open
Place: Diagon Alley, Madam Malkins to start.
When: Tuesday afternoon 16 September.
What: Fleur is a bit perturbed by the new "precautions" in Diagon Alley.
Status: Public/Complete (Ping on people with wherever your character is in the alley, I can do multiple threads and Fleur is running errands.)

Fleur did not yet have her papers and had been stopped once exiting Gringotts after her half day was over and once again while just walking down the street. She had explained, barely keeping the ire from her voice, that her last name began with a W and hence she had not received hers yet, but when pressed she had produced her apparition license, which had given her some leeway. The wizards checking identifications were heavily cloaked and carried large sticks in addition to their wands, and she actually saw them chase someone down towards Knockturn at one point when that person could not produce any identification.

It was horrifying and she felt the disgust at it building. After her experience at the Ministry last week she knew even more clearly what they were facing. Just ahead was another checkpoint as she approached Flourish and Blotts, so she ducked into Madam Malkins, simply because she hoped he would be distracted by someone else later on. The shop was mostly empty, save a few people, and she went to a display of robes aimlessly, looking through them as if she had meant to come into the shop. She did not want to attract attention, particularly after the incident with Remus a few weeks back.

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pompous_percy
2008-12-17 08:03 am UTC (link)

It wasn't every day that Percy went shopping for robes. In fact, he rarely did, but the day's circumstances led him to reconsidering his usual 'no spending money on unnecessary frivolities' rule. Someone at the Ministry had decided it might be fun to turn one of the traveling toilets into an actual working toilet, and when he'd stepped in, his shoes, socks, and hem of his robes (a rather smart set of robes, too) had been soaked through.

It was disgusting, to say the least, and Percy had hardly been able to sit through the remainder of the day without inspecting his lower half. He was sure that the marks of his unfortunate accident were still visible, and had to wonder if someone had charmed the toilet so that it wouldn't disappear. It was with great scrutiny that he eyed his fellow Ministry employees' robes, hoping to see the tell-tale signs that would let him know that he wasn't the only one.

He hadn't seen any.

When one of Madam Umbridge's file clerks had asked him if the window in his office was leaking, he finally decided to call it an early day (and he'd make up the hours soon, no doubt) and go find himself a new pair of robes. At the very least, perhaps he'd buy some decent shoes. The drying charms he'd used on his had done something very strange to their leather sheen. He lamented the loss of them.

He entered Madam Malkins quickly, and without a Probity Probing, which was a small blessing, since they were becoming more and more common. The racks were filled with robes, but Percy swept past this seasons line, heading to the back, where the sale racks were. He didn't have a lot of money to spare and had made the decision to keep a decent amount of money in his vault savings, should there be an emergency later. Only after he caught some movement out of the corner of his eye did he notice Fleur, and he immediately became doubly interested in the set of robes in his hands, which happened to be a horrible burnt orange color. He rather hoped that if he pretended not to see her, she'd do the same.

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sacre_fleur
2008-12-17 06:53 pm UTC (link)

Fleur heard the door open and stiffened, hoping it wasn't one of the Ministry men. After a moment, when the man entered the shop and began to rifle through the robes, she relaxed.

Until she looked over and saw who it was. Her eyes lit on him and narrowed, for a moment, before she turned back to the displays, staring at a set of Lavender robes she normally would have really liked almost unseeing.

She picked them up aimlessly and moved closer.

"Looking for robes for a special occasion?" she asked, eyebrow going up as she looked at the sales rack with him.

	sacre_fleur 2008-12-21 09:45 pm UTC (link)
	Fleur smiled back at him and nodded. "I have one as well," she said. "They will come in handy, I think, and I will be certain to check mine every day. Just in case." When he spoke of Penny, she gave him a curious look. "This Penny is a friend of yours?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sacre_fleur 2008-12-22 07:48 pm UTC (link)
	That Penny. She thought she remembered Molly saying something about her. "Ah. The kind you still write notes in journals with." She smiled at him and hung the lavender robe up on a hook to leave it in the shop. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)