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Event 001

"These things never get less boring, do they?"

"Probably not, but this one isn't so bad...yet." Her eyes tracked every glittering light. "This place is pretty at least, don't you think?"

#Meda-rp #Andromeda 01 #event 001

Alice practically floated through the halls of Burke Manor with a quiet enthusiasm. Between her brutal work schedule and her duties with the Order, a high-society event, the kind she usually wouldn't be caught dead at, suddenly sounded like the perfect late-evening escape. Plus, there were free drinks. She’d have to be a fool to turn that down.

Am I completely ignoring a stack of paperwork that’s been slowly building on my desk all week? she thought. Yes. Yes, I am. But what the hell, you only live once.

Spotting a familiar face in the sea of dressed-up strangers and folks she wished were strangers turned out to be much easier than expected. Smirking, she steered herself through the crowd, sliding right up to her friend’s side. "Funny seeing you here," she joked.

#mrsmstarter #Event 01

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Where: florish and blotts Who: @its-remuslupin

Alice stood in the narrow, shadowed aisle near the back of Flourish and Blotts, the familiar smell of old paper and leather binding temporarily dulling the constant edge of anxiety in her chest. The shop was quiet, the heavy oak shelves muffled the muffled sounds of Diagon Alley outside. She pulled a thick, cloth-bound volume from a shelf, the spine cracking softly as she opened it to flip through pages of defensive theory.

She glanced up through the gap in the books, her expression softening with a small, genuine smile as she looked at Remus. "I forgot how normal this feels," she says. "Just standing here, looking at ink on paper instead of checking over my shoulder every five seconds, that is."

Alice turned a page, her eyes scanning a diagram before looking back at him. "Frank asked me to find a specific text on shielding charms, but I've already forgotten the author's name. You wouldn't happen to know where they keep the advanced counter-jinx section these days, would you?"

its-remuslupin

it was a safe bet to find remus at any of the bookshops on any given day and this day was no different. he had been working through a lot of translations for one client who asked too much of remus, but he barely had a choice. if someone waved a price high enough to cover his rent for the new few months without the help of sirius or james, he would say yes. it was a trap that he made himself so naturally, he said yes to a week's worth of work to translate transporation records into italian. he successfully found the aisle and knocked into alice. an easy smile spread across his face. "i think you're in a sacred enough place," he reassured with a grin. but he knew what she meant. it was easy to escape into the aisles of books here and not think about the threats that waited on the streets at night. "right, they do change the sections up sometimes, though i don't have any idea why. i think i saw it next to the security wards in that left corner."

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Alice gave a soft, appreciative laugh, the tension fully leaving her shoulders as she looked toward the corner he indicated. "Next to security wards. Of course it is. Thank you, Remus, you truly are a wonder." She shifted her canvas bag, looking back at him with a warm, curious expression. "Though, what brings you into this specific corner of the shop? Please tell me you're looking for something entirely self-indulgent, and not just another massive stack of work to take home."

She shot him a knowing, sharp look, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in his appearance. As someone who routinely piled her own Ministry desk high with impossible workloads, she recognized the signs instantly. The deep circles under Remus's eyes were telling enough in her opinion

#Remus 01 #its-remuslupin

dashing-diggory

Who: @missfortescue Where: MinIstry of Magic

Amos was heading back from a meeting at the Aurors office when he spotted Alice. He had been meaning to grab her for a catch up, but he had been so busy, and he expected she was likely even busier than he was. Regardless though, Amos felt like he owed Alice alot. She had done her very best to help him with the Auror examinations. Whilst he didn't pass he certainly would've had a significantly lower grade if she hadn't helped. He picked up his pace so that he could catch her before it was too late.

"Alice" he called out when he was close enough. "Been meaning to ask when you'd have time to catch up over drinks and food- on me of course."

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Alice turned at the sound of her name, her sharp gaze instantly softening into a warm smile as she recognized Amos. She paused in the bustling Ministry corridor, shifting a heavy stack of case files against her hip. "Amos! Good timing," she said, her voice bright despite the clear exhaustion around her eyes.

She fell into step beside him, laughing softly. "Drinks and food on you? You certainly know how to tempt a girl. I feel like I haven't had a proper meal in days." She looked over at him, a sudden wave of realization hitting her. "Merlin, I just realized we haven't actually sat down and talked since those late-night study sessions before your exams, feels like it's been an absolute age!"

Stopping by the golden lift grates, she looked back at him with a genuine smile. "I will absolutely take you up on that catch-up. I desperately need a night off from thinking about Dark Wizards. Where were you thinking of heading?"

#Amos 01 #Dashing-diggory

emmsvanity

status: open to all location: Quality Quidditch Supplies

There was a new broom coming out - the cleansweep four. It was supposed to be .75g lighter than the previous model which should help with agility up in the air. The excitement and curiosity she felt upon the release of a new broom was not something that Emma felt often. According to what she had read it wasn't supposed to come out for another few days, but she felt like she deserved to be the first one to have it. If anyone could test if it was actually faster than the previous model, it would be her. So she stopped by every day to (politely) pester the owner, asking if the broom arrived yet. Once again, today was not the day. Looking up when the bell above the door rang she noticed someone new entering the shop, shaking her head clearly annoyed. "They don't have the new cleansweep yet. I already asked."

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Alice let out a soft laugh, shaking the rain from her robes as the shop door clicked shut behind her. She looked at Emma, her eyes dancing with amusement at her friend's completely transparent frustration. stepping closer and lowering her voice so the shopkeeper wouldn't hear she says: "I could practically feel the irritation radiating through the front window before I even walked in. You look like you're about to challenge some poor man to a duel over a broomstick."

She leaned against the counter, giving Emma a fond nudge with her elbow. As an Auror, Alice's days were usually packed with heavy Ministry paperwork or exhausting field operations, so watching her friend- a literal professional Quidditch player- relentlessly stalk a prototype broom was exactly the kind of normal, ridiculous distraction she needed on her day off.

#Emmeline 01 #Emmsvanity

Where: florish and blotts Who: @its-remuslupin

Alice stood in the narrow, shadowed aisle near the back of Flourish and Blotts, the familiar smell of old paper and leather binding temporarily dulling the constant edge of anxiety in her chest. The shop was quiet, the heavy oak shelves muffled the muffled sounds of Diagon Alley outside. She pulled a thick, cloth-bound volume from a shelf, the spine cracking softly as she opened it to flip through pages of defensive theory.

She glanced up through the gap in the books, her expression softening with a small, genuine smile as she looked at Remus. "I forgot how normal this feels," she says. "Just standing here, looking at ink on paper instead of checking over my shoulder every five seconds, that is."

Alice turned a page, her eyes scanning a diagram before looking back at him. "Frank asked me to find a specific text on shielding charms, but I've already forgotten the author's name. You wouldn't happen to know where they keep the advanced counter-jinx section these days, would you?"

#mrsmstarter #Remus 01 #Its-remuslupin

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blltrixlsrnge

who: bella & open

where: outside the ministry of magic

Night had become Bella's work hours. Not that she actually had a job, of course, she's been fired from every workplace she'd entered. The Deatheaters had become a full time career, and she'd dare say she was far more dedicated to it than most people were to their careers.

Tonight, she was scoping out the Ministry, looking at comings and goings, searching for weak spots. Despite regular being out at night, it seemed she was getting sloppy. Shed failed to hear someone sneaking up on her.

She turned, not knowing if she would find friends or foes. "Evening," Bella said, feigning nonchalance. "Out for a walk?" Her tone was calm but her expression was guarded.

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Alice swears she isn’t usually at the office after sundown. No, really, she’s not a workaholic! Totally. Anyway, the tip of her wand emits a bright glow as she wanders close to the Ministry walls.In and out, she tells herself. There's no need for this to take longer than five minutes; she just needs to grab the paperwork she left behind and head home. That was the plan, at least, until she was distracted by a figure hovering nearby.

"Evening," the figure calls out.

"Evening!" Alice responds, her voice pitching slightly from the surprise. "Haha, yeah, you could call it that. Just picking up some paperwork, nothing exciting," she adds. "How about you? I’m not sure I recognize you."

It doesn't help that she’s still standing behind the other woman, but...

#Alice & Bellatrix #Bellatrix 01 #Blltrixlsrnge

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#Muse:

where: diagon alley; outside a small coffee shop With: open!

Alice’s boots hit the cobblestones with a steady clack, a sound that always felt like the official start to her morning. She and Frank had been coming here since the week the place opened, and by now, the creak of the Bettany’s Bean-ary sign overhead felt as familiar as a greeting.

She loved that sign, however ridiculous that sounds8, thick pine with the name burned deep enough into the wood that you could see the grain. Catching up with the witch behind the counter had become her favorite daily ritual, though if she were being honest, she was mostly there for the lemon tarts.

Alice was in a ridiculously good mood today. Even the fact that her friend was late (again) didn't touch her. She sat up a little straighter, her face breaking into a real, wide grin the second she saw a familiar figure weaving through the crowd toward her. "Took you long enough!"

#mrsmstarter

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