Chrysanthemum

Is it broken?! I promise I'll pay for that...

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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Chryssie smiled a little. “Yes. Are you alright? You’ve gone very red. The mango drink will take the spice away if you drink a little bit. It’s sweet and creamy. Have you ever had mango?” Chryssie took another bite and sighed happily, waggling her eyebrows at him.

“So ask me more questions so I can weasel answers out of you. You’re rather mysterious, you know. All brooding and vague when you answer questions.” She smiled at Amycus, sipping on her drink with a grin. “Figure out why you’re so hot under the collar all the sudden.”

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“I don’t know if I’ve had mango?” He tasted the drink, raising his eyebrows in pleased surprise. “’s good.”

“I don’ kno’ wha’ to ask, though. Ye can ask me, I don’ mind, I’ll answer.” Amycus shrugged, taking another bite of the food - still good, still pretty hot. Chryssie was easy to talk to, not only cute but really beautiful, which he wasn’t going to tell her - he very carefully avoided the question about being hot under the collar.

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"Okay, why were you running like a madman through the alley. The day that we met and you bumped into me?" She took a bite of her food and leaned in a little, eyes all lit up with curiosity. "You looked like you were on the run from something."

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“Yeah… I’ve been purple for three hours and I’m not sure why? Also it won’t stop and I’ve been getting progressively itchier. I think something might be growing on my back? I was in just about every shop on the Alley today so it’ could be anything. Please help.”

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“Oh dear…” This certainly wasn’t good. “Uh, have a seat. I’m going to run a few routine tests. This won’t hurt a bit.” Andromeda waved her wand over the girl after saying a few spells. She then made a few notations. “Alright, I’m going to get you a potion to stop the itching first of all.”

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"Thank you so much, anything to stop the itching." She said, clutching the strap of her purse to keep from itching herself. "Do have any idea what this might be?"

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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“That sounds like more origination and general knowledge of how to do multiple things than I have the patience for.” She smiled at him. “It’s not horribly difficult. If you can only buy it on the alley then it’s magic and shouldn’t be used in public.” She grinned a little, putting food on his plate and then her own. “Like this.” She said, scooping some chicken onto a piece of naan alongside some rice to take a bite. “God that’s good.” She moaned a little then smiled at him.

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“I…” she was making noises, indecent noises that should not be made in public. He was sure he was blushing, the usual high red on his cheeks and his ears turning as red as Gryffindor’s red, both from the noises and her praise. 

To distract himself from her, he took a bite of the food, his eyes widening in surprise. “This’s good.” He gulped. “Strong, though.”

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Chryssie smiled a little. "Yes. Are you alright? You've gone very red. The mango drink will take the spice away if you drink a little bit. It's sweet and creamy. Have you ever had mango?" Chryssie took another bite and sighed happily, waggling her eyebrows at him.

"So ask me more questions so I can weasel answers out of you. You're rather mysterious, you know. All brooding and vague when you answer questions." She smiled at Amycus, sipping on her drink with a grin. "Figure out why you're so hot under the collar all the sudden."

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“Bravo!” Greg grinned. “I told you there was nothing to worry about, didn’t I?” It was moments like this, that was the driving force behind Gregs being in the business. there was not really anything that matched the feeling you got, when you successfully matched a wand with someone.

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“So... this is the one then.” She smiled brightly, looking up at him. “Could you tell me about it? Wood and core and properties? I know you went over it, but it’s interesting. I’ll pay while you explain.” Chryssie prompted, examining the wand more carefully now that she knew it was hers to keep.

“It’s so beautiful.” She praised, smiling up at him again.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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“It’s… Multiple things. I’m a voice teacher, so I give vocal lessons to people eleven and older. I’m also a music historian for both the muggle and wizard ing worlds. I’m employed by a muggle university as a researcher and archive specialist. Basically I study old music scores. And I do freelance work in the wizarding circle. Nothing terribly interesting really. I just mess about with old parchment.” She shrugged a little, grinning at him. “Your turn. What do you do?”

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“Tha’ sounds re’lly int’restin’. Wha’s it like, working with muggles? Isn’t it hard to hide magic? But ye’re a bit like a journalist, too, then?” He leant back from the table when the server arrived with their food, leveling a suspicious look at the plates heaping full of food. “I… don’ work. I manage the fam’ly estate an’ the Wizengamot seat.” He shrugged, not knowing what else to say.

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"That sounds like more origination and general knowledge of how to do multiple things than I have the patience for." She smiled at him. "It's not horribly difficult. If you can only buy it on the alley then it's magic and shouldn't be used in public." She grinned a little, putting food on his plate and then her own. "Like this." She said, scooping some chicken onto a piece of naan alongside some rice to take a bite. "God that's good." She moaned a little then smiled at him.

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“Welcome to St. Mungo’s. You’re in need of a healer?”

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“Yeah... I’ve been purple for three hours and I’m not sure why? Also it won’t stop and I’ve been getting progressively itchier. I think something might be growing on my back? I was in just about every shop on the Alley today so it’ could be anything. Please help.”

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This is incredibly overpriced.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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“It’s good. Lots of really bold flavors and the chicken is shredded here, so no bones. Lots of sauce on top.” She simplified, placing the order and smiling reassuringly. “So. Ask me a question and I’ll answer, but you have to answer the question too.” Chryssie began, wanting to transition to more interesting conversation. “You’ve had me ramble on about my job and explaining muggle things, but you won’t answer questions so this way we both end up figuring something out.”

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Amycus fiddled with the napkin - paper, feeling so very flimsy compared to the linen he was used to - he’d folded in his lap while looking around the restaurant. He’d been kind of studiously not looking at the woman across from him, but now he did, consciously straightening his posture into something more socially acceptable than a slouch.

“Well, tha’ sounds fair, I guess. I don’ think ye ev’r explained what’s it ye do, though? If ye don’ mind me askin’, of course.” He looked at her attentively, interested despite himself.

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"It's... Multiple things. I'm a voice teacher, so I give vocal lessons to people eleven and older. I'm also a music historian for both the muggle and wizard ing worlds. I'm employed by a muggle university as a researcher and archive specialist. Basically I study old music scores. And I do freelance work in the wizarding circle. Nothing terribly interesting really. I just mess about with old parchment." She shrugged a little, grinning at him. "Your turn. What do you do?"

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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“I know what I like. And I can help you order, but I need to know if there are any veggies to steer clear of, or allergies.” She smiled up at him as they were seated. “Everything on the menu is meant to be shared, so it’s large portions. Enough for three people. We’ll order two things and divide the leftovers evenly. I like the butter chicken and the chicken masala. Neither are too spicy and both are delicious. We’ll order extra naan with that. It’s fluffy soft buttery flat bread. You’ll see. And it comes with a generous portion of that yellow colored rice that is the best. And this yummy mango drink. It’s like mango and yogurt and heaven mixed together.” She explained quickly, smiling at him.

[amycuscarrowofcarrow-blog]

She had said a lot of words very quickly, and Amycus had to take a few seconds to interpret just what she actually had said. He frowned a little, looking down at the surface of the table, thinking it through a couple of times. “…I don’ think there’s anythin’ I’m ‘lergic to, an’ I’ll eat whatev’r ye’re havin’, I guess…” He was absolutely certain he’d never been this confused in his life.

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"It's good. Lots of really bold flavors and the chicken is shredded here, so no bones. Lots of sauce on top." She simplified, placing the order and smiling reassuringly. "So. Ask me a question and I'll answer, but you have to answer the question too." Chryssie began, wanting to transition to more interesting conversation. "You've had me ramble on about my job and explaining muggle things, but you won't answer questions so this way we both end up figuring something out."

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Chryssie nodded, sighing a little. “That is about what I anticipated and definitely less than a broom. I’ll come in tomorrow then. Thank you so much.” She gave him a warm smile. “Do I need to pay anything upfront or just when it’s done?”

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“Hm? Oh, no, that’s absolutely not necessary!” Shimmy absentmindedly waved his hand, mentally already half-way through repairing the broom. “As I said, I’m not entirely sure of how much it’ll cost, so it’s really no need to pay anything now.”

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"Alright! I'll be back then. Thank you." She smiled, heading out of the shop merrily.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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Chryssie grinned over at him and squeezed his hand. “It could be, trust me.” She smiled up at him and winked a little. “And I’m not unhappy with the current seating arrangement.” She pulled him out of his seat once the train stopped, and chattered at him as they made their way down the street to the small Indian place. “We made it. And look! You’re all in one piece.” She teased, straightening his shirt a little. Chryssie beamed as she smelled the curry cooking inside, eyes bright. “Is there anything you don’t like to eat in particular?” She asked as they made their way inside.

[amycuscarrowofcarrow-blog]

He was certain he was still blushing from her comment as they came to a stop inside the door of the muggle restaurant. He wasn’t quite sure what to think of it; it smelled like nothing he’d ever smelled before, and he’d never seen anything like it, either.

“…I dunno, I ain’t ever been to sumthin’ like this.” It was hard to admit it, having been taught to never show weakness, but he doubted she’d be able to use something like this against him. “Wha’d’ye think is good?”

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"I know what I like. And I can help you order, but I need to know if there are any veggies to steer clear of, or allergies." She smiled up at him as they were seated. "Everything on the menu is meant to be shared, so it's large portions. Enough for three people. We'll order two things and divide the leftovers evenly. I like the butter chicken and the chicken masala. Neither are too spicy and both are delicious. We'll order extra naan with that. It's fluffy soft buttery flat bread. You'll see. And it comes with a generous portion of that yellow colored rice that is the best. And this yummy mango drink. It's like mango and yogurt and heaven mixed together." She explained quickly, smiling at him.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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“It’s a large slide that muggles use instead of aparating.” She teased, pulling him a little closer as they pushed through the crowd. “An underground train. It’s gonna take us to a stop closer to the place we’re eating.” Chryssie led him through the crowds and down the stairs to the underground, swiping her card to get them in. She continued to guide him along through cross of people till they were waiting at the right place and squeezing them both into adjacent seats once there. It was a tight fit and she wound up pressed snug against his side. “Could be worse.” She informed him, grinning.

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He flicked his eyes over the absolutely packed round thing she’d pulled him into. She claimed it was a train, but it certainly looked like no train he’d ever seen… 

“I’m not certain ‘ow it’d possibly be worse, but if ye say so.” Of course, she was sitting basically in his lap, and that was one thing he wouldn’t be complaining about.

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Chryssie grinned over at him and squeezed his hand. "It could be, trust me." She smiled up at him and winked a little. "And I'm not unhappy with the current seating arrangement." She pulled him out of his seat once the train stopped, and chattered at him as they made their way down the street to the small Indian place. "We made it. And look! You're all in one piece." She teased, straightening his shirt a little. Chryssie beamed as she smelled the curry cooking inside, eyes bright. "Is there anything you don't like to eat in particular?" She asked as they made their way inside.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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Chryssie grinned as he walked out and took in his appearance. She spluttered for a moment before nodding, face red. “Very nice. You look great.” She managed, taking his arm. “Alright. This way then. We’re going to need to take the tubes. So stick close. Have you ever traveled around Muggle London.” She asked, smiling up at him.

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“The tubes? What d’ye mean with the tubes?” He was a bit worried, but didn’t have time to stop and reconsider this whole idea, since she was dragging him along with the hold she had on his arm. “I don’t want te go in a muggle tube!”

He knew that if he dug his heels in, she’d probably not be able to drag him along, but on the one hand, he was a bit curious what a muggle’s tubes had to do with anything, and on the other hand, he… rather liked Chryssie, really.

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“It’s a large slide that muggles use instead of aparating.” She teased, pulling him a little closer as they pushed through the crowd. “An underground train. It’s gonna take us to a stop closer to the place we’re eating.” Chryssie led him through the crowds and down the stairs to the underground, swiping her card to get them in. She continued to guide him along through cross of people till they were waiting at the right place and squeezing them both into adjacent seats once there. It was a tight fit and she wound up pressed snug against his side. “Could be worse.” She informed him, grinning.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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Chryssie came up behind amycus once she spotted him. “Mike? Hey you. I forgot to tell you to bring muggle clothe, but here. Put these on. I brought them just in case. We’re going to muggle London.” She told him, smiling brightly. “There’s a great Indian place I want to visit again.” She explained, smiling up at Amycus.

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Amycus took the bundle of clothes without thinking about it, too busy appreciating her smile to bother complaining about muggle clothes - and the muggle world. Looking around he spotted a restroom. “…I’ll just pop in and change, yeah?” Said and done, when he was finished he called for one of his house elves, requesting they take the discarded clothes back to the house. The shirt she’d given him was a little bit too small - not uncomfortable, but tighter than he was accustomed to. He didn’t bother re-sizing it.

He paused for a second when coming out, struck speechless by how pretty she was in the sun, but he gathered himself and went up to her. “Well, how do I look?”

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Chryssie grinned as he walked out and took in his appearance. She spluttered for a moment before nodding, face red. "Very nice. You look great." She managed, taking his arm. "Alright. This way then. We're going to need to take the tubes. So stick close. Have you ever traveled around Muggle London." She asked, smiling up at him.

[chryssieg-darp-blog]

“Oh, well that is significantly better than I thought it would be. I was worried I would have to buy a new one, or that it could only be minimally repaired.” She smiled brightly. “How long and how much?” She asked, turning her smile towards him.

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“I’d say, about five galleons? Maybe a bit less, maybe a bit more, it depends a litte on how many of the other charms I need to dismantle before I can fix it…” He thought for a second, turning to scan the calendar hanging on the wall beside the counter, before running the metal rod along the broom again. “Hm, come by tomorrow afternoon, if you can. Should be done by then.”

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Chryssie nodded, sighing a little. "That is about what I anticipated and definitely less than a broom. I'll come in tomorrow then. Thank you so much." She gave him a warm smile. "Do I need to pay anything upfront or just when it's done?"

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

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Chryssie was in the middle of a lesson when the owl came through her window, and she quickly explained about her boyfriend’s strange pet as she scribbled a not in reply.

“I’ll meet you there but I have something more interesting in mind for lunch. Nothing expensive. It will be fun. I hope you like spicy food. -Chryssie”

When she arrived outside the Leaky Cauldron at just before noon she was in muggle clothes, a spare of men’s clothing hidden away inside her bag as she waited.

[amycuscarrowofcarrow-blog]

Amycus shrugged into a dark green robe, still mulling over the return message he had gotten from the young witch. It had sounded a bit more than slightly ominous, and he had no idea what to expect, really. 

He’d instructed the house elves to alert any unannounced visitors that he was out for the day - business meeting, so they’d not disturb him - and it was with a vague sort of relief he flooed out of the house.

Smoothly stepping out of the gate in the pub, moving away from it and scanning the room at the same time, he rather quickly concluded she wasn’t there. Turning on his heel, he left the murky pub and emerged through the brick wall into the sun-drenched Alley. He could still not see her, but th eAlley was far more crowded than the pub had been.

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Chryssie came up behind amycus once she spotted him. "Mike? Hey you. I forgot to tell you to bring muggle clothe, but here. Put these on. I brought them just in case. We're going to muggle London." She told him, smiling brightly. "There's a great Indian place I want to visit again." She explained, smiling up at Amycus.

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Lunch || Amycus & Chryssie

Amycus wasn’t entirely sure what, exactly, he was doing - rather, he knew what he was doing, but he couldn’t quite understand why. The witch he’d run into yesterday, while beautiful, wasn’t someone proper for him, and he certainly didn’t owe her anything. He hadn’t even given her his proper name, for Merlin’s sake!

Nonetheless, here he was, writing a short message on a scrap of parchment.

How about that lunch I said I’d buy? Tomorrow, noon, at the Leaky? ~Mike

As he watched the owl - newly bought, since his acquaintances couldn’t keep their curses in check - wing its way across the afternoon sky, he couldn’t help but feel he’d done something very stupid.

[chryssieg-darp-blog]

Chryssie was in the middle of a lesson when the owl came through her window, and she quickly explained about her boyfriend's strange pet as she scribbled a not in reply.

"I'll meet you there but I have something more interesting in mind for lunch. Nothing expensive. It will be fun. I hope you like spicy food. -Chryssie"

When she arrived outside the Leaky Cauldron at just before noon she was in muggle clothes, a spare of men's clothing hidden away inside her bag as she waited.