Penelope Clearwater (![]() ![]() @ 2010-05-23 00:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | !1998: 05, donaghan tremlett, penelope clearwater |
Who: Penelope Clearwater, Donaghan Tremlett
What: Chance encounters in Diagon Alley.
Where: Diagon Alley
When: May 23rd, late afternoon.
Warnings: None.
Penny weaved in and out of the crowds of Diagon. It was a gloriously warm day and Penny pushed the sleeves of her blouse up further up her arms as she dawdled along the bustling street. Her head was filled with Arithmantic equations and the tempting idea of running away for a day to sit in the park with Advanced Quadratic Equations and no owls.
Add in a tall glass of something ice cold and with a brightly coloured umbrella and it had the makings of a perfect day.
Her attention was caught by a new selection of silver nibs and peacock feather quills in the window of 'Flourish and Blotts' and she pressed closer to the window to get a better look.
That, Penny decided, would look very impressive on her desk. The price tag had her hiking her eyebrows into her hairline and focusing on a much more pragmatic option. There was a nagging notion that she had to pick up milk for the flat - half the time she thought it would be a more practical idea to invest in a cow; she couldn't do without her nightly cup of cocoa and Oliver - well, she had no idea what he did with milk.
Possibly bathing in it was involved.
Moving through the crowds once more, she spotted a display of Weird Sisters paraphernalia. It was incredibly bizarre seeing Orsino's face on the cover of Witch Weekly, though she did have to admit he did the sulky, brooding look very well.
Fifteen pictures of her boyfriend stared back at her and Penny eyed the display with bemusement and bafflement before she spotted that there was more than Orsino on the cover. Donaghan Tremlett flicked his hair and waggled his eyebrows at the passing witches - it was enough to have Penny smirking before he turned to her and blew her a kiss.
Oh for goodness' sake.
Had anyone been passing at that precise moment, they'd have seen the rather unusual image of a curly haired witch laughing at a display of 'Witch Weekly' magazines.