Who: Ron Weasley & Amycus Carrow What: Scene lottery! Running into familiar faces. Where: Knockturn Alley When: Thursday morning Rating/Warnings: TBA/Violence, maybe?
Ron wasn't in quite as bad a mood as he normally was when he was required to get up before the sun. Today there were four days of vacation waiting for him when five o'clock rolled around - starting today he would finally, finally have more than a hurried, late-night take-away and crash with Hermione. He was questioning his decision to spend the time somewhere mostly known for hiking and other outdoor entertainment, because he wasn't sure he wanted to do anything but lounge around in the hotel room. But no one would make him go hiking. Probably.
In any case, it had to be better than sitting around the office and spending the weekend on the couch catching up on sleep. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, now, to make the day pass as quickly as he wanted it to do - but he'd started off by starting early. No sense lying around at home and waiting. He was eager to start, and start now.
He was never too hurried to pass up his usual dash through Diagon and its environs, however. He didn't put much stock in rituals, but he told himself that this wasn't that. It was calming, it was familiar. And part of it was energizing - making a pass through Knockturn felt good sometimes. There was a triumph there that it was easy to forget when he was pushing paper. The shadowy figure he was about to pass on the sidewalk was probably simply minding his own business, but Ron didn't make room for anyone on the street here anymore. If it didn't move aside, it was going to get shoved into.