Who: Lyra Moon and Fergus O'Rourke When: Tuesday late afternoon Where: Diagon Alley What: Last minute shopping Rating: TBD Open/Closed: Open to Fergus!
They were books, not magical by any means nor were they particularly important to her but they were books which were important in general, in her opinion, and did not warrant the sort of treatment snotty first years were giving them. She was trying to explain this to a witch who was working at Flourish and Blotts.
"It's gotten ridiculous how much spell-o-tape we have to go through and here I am having to buy more, on my own time, because we can't keep up with the damage Peeves is causing too... how much? Oh. Here."
Lyra fished out a few sickles to pay for it and gathered up her stack of books and dropped the tape into her purse. She was in a hurry to get back to the castle so when she stepped outside the shop and in a rush she didn't see the person she ran right into. Her books went flying and she stumbled forward, balance lost completely. Lyra pitched forward and fell onto her knees with a painful thud.