Caradoc Dearborn

[hugoshuggles]

Hugo looked rather upset as he walked out of Magical Menagerie after yet another talk with the owner, and into the crowded streets of Diagon Alley. “Hello, good morning! Would you sign this petition?” Hugo asked hopefully to the first person who he came across. “I have been trying to get the store owners to make the store environment nicer for the animals in there, you know – make the place more spacious and livable. They just never listen. Someone has to do something!”

@unfinished-starters​

[docxdearborn]

Having fallen victim to petitioning pickpockets for a large part of his life, one would think Doc would’ve learned to be somewhat conservative with who he let pull him aside, but discernment had never been a strength of his. He wouldn’t be getting any better at it today, since he’d already half signed this particular petition before even looking to see who was asking to do so. 

“D’you think they’d notice if I put down a few other names, just to bulk up the cause? I’ll make the handwriting different and everything - “ he said, finally looking up. “Merlin, Hugo! It’s been - mate, I don’t even know how long. Come here, then!” He pulled Hugo in for a hug, which was, in his haste, more bone-crushing than he’d intended. 

[siriusfm]

The man was encroaching on his space like a dog sniffing at the food on his owner’s plate. He was a burly lad, at least twice the size of Sirius who - though he hadn’t any issues with his own physique - wasn’t the muscliest man in the market. 

“Listen, mate. I’d love to talk about that little debt,” he said, hands hanging loosely in the air as he started stepping backwards, deftly missing the other patrons of Diagon Alley. “But I’ve got a thing. I’m a busy guy! I gotta -” he risked a sharp look left and right, eyes shining with the glint of a shooting star when he spotted a familiar face. “I’ve got a date!” 

Lightly skipping towards his possible hero, Sirius threw all the charm, cheek and camaraderie he could muster into his plea. “Right, honey? We’ve got that reservation.”

@unfinished-starters​

[docxdearborn]

On his days off, Doc had a mean habit of dicking around. He could figure out how to do nothing for hours and still have fun, and today he was doing just that, until Sirius Black turned up. Whatever was going on with him, though, seemed a lot more interesting than where he was meandering to anyway. 

“...Yes?” he said, trying to figure out whether or not this was a good idea. He’d always been one for dramatics, but that isn’t to say he was even remotely good at them. “Yes! Yes, darling, that reservation. Oh, look at the time, we’re practically late already - we should really be going.” With that, he threw a nonchalant arm round Sirius’ back and steered him away at a much less nonchalant pace.

“Whatever you owe that man, you owe me a quarter that,” he said, “Seriously, unless you’re going to go through on those reservations, mate, in which case - debt forgiven.”