Armstrong Unspeakable.

Dahlia Armstrong, Hogwarts and Slytherin Alumni, Upspeakable for the Ministry of Magic, resident of 103a Diagon Alley, eldest daughter of Alasdair Armstrong.

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[dahliarmstrong]

"I'm really not in the mood to hex anyone today, so if you wouldn't mind leaving me the fuck alone, that would be swell."

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "I could do a few things that would distract you, but as far as interesting stories go I don’t have any. Everyone is just hoping to hear that they’ll meet their perfect match. That their worst enemy is going to grow painful boils that ooze and puss. I did get one woman last week though, who asked me if I could tell her whether or not she would get away with killing her sister and taking her identity."

[dahliarmstrong]

At Thea's comment she begged herself not to blush and think about the various ways the Swede definitely could distract her; instead she listened, and found herself laughing almost immediately. "And? Did she?"

[charlotteofdelacroix-blog]

Another pause, as she considered the implications. “You’ll have to be patient. It’s not like I can go out and actively track it down, and I don’t know how long it will take for a seller to appear on the market, if at all.”

[dahliarmstrong]

"I understand. I forgot how much I like doing business with you."

[dahliarmstrong]

Howler to Asher Armstrong

Dahlia: How DARE you not show up to your sister's birthday party! You complete piece of SHIT! She was fucking in tears because you're too damn lousy to even pick up the phone, or even a quill, and wish her a happy birthday! I wouldn't be surprised if she's gone back to-- you know what? Fuck it. Get your arse back in London before I release Nifflers in your apartment and burn everything you love. You're a fucking terrible excuse for a brother, and I hope you're happy!

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "Lucky me indeed."

"It’s not for everyone. I didn’t like it once up on a time ago. It’s just life." She tugged her ear, a nervous habit, and laughed weakly. "Define interesting."

[dahliarmstrong]

She wanted to say something along the lines of 'something that would make running into you less painful and more hilarious' but she had put a lid on the word vomit some time ago now. "Interesting, as in, would distract me from the pile of work waiting in my flat."

[charlotteofdelacroix-blog]

"Your father is also dead." She paused. "Curses aren’t easy to find. They’re temperamental things, too. There haven’t been many whispers I’ve been given about you Armstrong lot, so I couldn’t keep you from turning me in the moment I handed it to you. What am I to gain from doing business with you?"

[dahliarmstrong]

Dahlia waited until she was done to speak up. "My father was just shy of seventy before he 'died', leaving my siblings and I sole heirs to a fortune that would make the Malfoy's look like pocket money, which is enough of a mystery in itself. We've been friends for longer than I care to remember. Aside from that, Charlotte, I'm an Unspeakable. You cannot begin to fathom what you can gain from someone like me."

[armstrongmackenzie]

"And my birthday has finally arrived! Drink up bitches!"

[dahliarmstrong]

"I'm sorry I'm so late! Merlin, is someone standing on my couch--"

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "Yeah," she replied with a fond look in her eyes, "I do know you. You’re a workaholic and it takes about six drinks to get you to be any fun."

"That’s good to hear." Thea frowned, an odd feeling crossing over her. "I - uh, it’s uhm… There’s no need to apologise. I didn’t really… expect you to stop by. The future never seemed your thing."

[dahliarmstrong]

"Lucky for you, this is drink number five."

"Probably should have been." The fact that Thea had accurately predicted her father's own death was a secret between them, and no one else had to know. It was her own fault she refused to listen to her. "Anything interesting lately?"

[stylestream]

Out in London (2011)

Who: Mila Kunis

Wearing: Cacheral

[micdel]

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "Who said I was talking about with you? That’s very egocentric of you."

"As well as I can be. The shop is doing surprisingly well and I’m not ill so there isn’t anything I could ask for. How are you after-" She stopped short, thinking better of the question. "How are you?"

[dahliarmstrong]

"Well, you know me."

"I'm glad. Just keeping busy, I suppose," It was what she was best at. "I'm sorry I haven't stopped by the shop."

[charlotteofdelacroix-blog]

"Favours, secrets. There’s a reason I’ve never been caught, you know. I’m a businesswoman. Tell me why I should invest in you."

[dahliarmstrong]

"I am my father's daughter, aren't I?"

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "Don’t worry, I’m used to being a mistake or being part of one at least."

"I’m normally in the shop. No rest for the wicked and all that. Well, I was just planning on coming in and getting out, but if a panin is that great.. I can stay?" She said the last part tentatively, almost like a question.

[dahliarmstrong]

"I didn't mean it like that, Thea--"

"Of course, of course." She paused. "How've you been?"

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

  "I’m not sure if I should be offended by that or not. I’m a one of a kind." She mumbled sarcastically.

"When I find a bit of free time, I like to do whatever seems best at the moment. I thought I’d try this place out. Should I not be here?"

[dahliarmstrong]

"My mistake."

"No, I just haven't seen you here before. Or anyone I know, for that matter. They do great paninis."

[amalthea--metaxas-blog]

"I’ll think about it quite possibly."

[dahliarmstrong]

"Amalthea, I-- sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"I didn't know you came here."

[charlotteofdelacroix-blog]

"Money is no longer as valuable as it was before, Dahlia. What else do you have to offer?"

[dahliarmstrong]

"What do you want?"