who: George Weasley and Alicia Spinnet what: Running into each other where: The street, near the bungalows when: Thursday afternoon
Overall, it had been a good day. George left the grocery store and started on his walk home. Working in the grocery store was nothing when compared to his work in his own shop, but given that he worked with his twin brother, his younger sister and about half a dozen friendly people it wasn’t a bad job. He was smiling when he left, it had been an easy day spent goofing off and coming up with new, though albeit primitive, pranks to pull on the unsuspecting people of the island.
He had been strolling towards his own home when he spotted a familiar face. Alicia. It was hard to say how she would feel about him, they had been friends, but he had noticed yesterday that Angelina had rushed over there to tell her about life on the island. He could only assume it included the things he had done as well. Still, he raised his hand in greeting, a grin on his face.