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[mrzabini]

Location: Diagon Alley

Status: closed starter for @astoriacgreengrass​

Blaise stood along the side of Diagon Alley watching witches and wizards caroling and buying Christmas presents. A group, mixed of age, stood singing beside the bookshop Flourish and Blotts, and a wave of chestnuts roasting swirled through the cold air. Blaise’s plan was to grab a cup of coffee to-go and go for a little Christmas shopping as well. 

He smiled when he saw a familiar face appear along the crowd and made his way over to greet the person. Astoria seemed to have come along to Diagon Alley. 

“Astoria,” Blaise greeted her with an open smile - opening his arms to invite her for an embrace. “How lovely to see you on this winter’s day. How have you been?” Blaise had been away for the last two weeks. His mother needed his assistance at her get-away cottage in France. She planned to celebrate her Christmas there with her new lover. A french Professor teaching at the Beauxbatons Acadamy of Magic. He was asked to stay, but decided to celebrate the holidays at home with his close friends.

[reflint]

location: Slug & Jiggers Apothecary

@wadeavery​

Roderick was glad for the darkness moonless night gave him and his partner for the evening. He might have been single-mindedly dedicated to the cause of purity but wearing these ridiculous masks never got any easier. At least the Redeemers had considered a greater need for sight. They had picked an auspicious night, the new moon, due to Roderick’s insistence. The lunar apogee brought dark rebellion, creativity, and empowerment. All things they would need for the night’s mission. “How much experience do you have with shop wards?” Roderick inquired. He may not have enjoyed Wade’s presence as much as his older brother’s but he couldn’t doubt the younger man’s intelligence. 

[suscn]

@astoriacgreengrass​

Susan knocked on the apartment door that Astoria shared with her sister. She hadn’t been by since the party thrown a week before and Susan kicked herself for not checking on her friend sooner. After the gala she figured everyone needed some space to deal with their own emotions. She herself was having a difficult time with working and trying to come to terms with it all. Work seemed to be the best distraction for Susan so she threw herself into her job feet first. Only taking days off when she was to exhausted to think. However she knew she was being selfish by keeping herself busy. There were people that were there for Susan during her toughest times and while all she wanted was to bury herself in the sand she knew she couldn’t. When Astoria finally answered the door Susan smiled sheepishly and held up a bag full of supplies she had collected on her travels, inside was everything needed for the perfect sleepover. “I have snacks, face masks, and a friend who’s really sorry she didn’t come sooner.”

[arcofredemption-felisha]

(closed starter for @astoriacgreengrass​)

in addition to spending time with daphne, pansy decided to invite the younger greengrass out for a drink. after talking with draco, she sort of wanted to take astoria’s temperature on the situation – some might call it being nosy, but pansy called it having concern for a friend (which she didn’t have many of so she took care of the ones she had). 

the leaky cauldron was busy, to say the least. handfuls of witches and wizards paced the pub with some drunk fool tripping over a chair – pansy had to laugh. there were some people who really didn’t know how to keep up with their alcohol. 

with a beetle berry whiskey in her hand, pansy kept an eye on the door and when astoria waltzed through, pansy waved her hand to get the girl’s attention. 

[reflint]

location: redeemers meeting

@irenerosier​

As the last of their members filled out of the room, Roderick chose to stay seated. The updates on the success of the mission at Azkaban had been informative but his mood was still sour at not knowing what was to come during Midsummer. Irene could always be counted on to let a few different hints slip to him when the mood struck her and he truly resented being in the dark. The place he had carved out by her side had made him soft and the loss of it was jarring. Perhaps had he been playing it too cool with her, the time he spent with Lavender resulting in him ignoring her for than anticipated.

He stood, crossing the distance to her seat and rested against the large wood table that had previously separated them. Pulling an invitation out from his robes, he held it out to her. His face not betraying the excitement of possibly spending a night with her on his arm or the hurt at being an afterthought for an exciting plan. “Octavia’s engagement dinner is next week. She’s requested a very conservative guest list. I would love if you would consider accompanying me for the evening.” He could have owled her invitation out as none of the others were hand delivered but then he wouldn’t receive the opportunity to watch her attempt to turn him down without slighting his sister.

[reflint]

location: compartment eleven

status: @irenerosier​

Receiving the passenger assignments from the conductor wasn’t a difficult task. Roderick had informed them he wished to deliver a surprise to his fiancée and the man was more than happy to deliver the rundown for the sake of true love. Some people were entirely too simple. There was no joy found in manipulation when the person didn’t make it difficult in the slightest. He knocked on the door of the compartment that was bound to contain Irene, mask of blankness in place. Roderick knew he had crossed a larger line last week with his possessiveness than the one they had galvanted over by making their partnership physical. Perhaps this news would be enough to apologize sufficiently.

[arcofredemption-felisha]

a girls day.

it had been too long since pansy and daphne had a day to just themselves. when they spent time together, it was usually with other people involved and she missed her friend. the two of them complemented each other and pansy couldn’t imagine having any other girl take daphne’s place. 

she wasn’t sure what the two were going to spend the day doing, but she was looking forward to it nonetheless. in her kitchen waiting for daphne to make an appearance, pansy whipped up a cocktail and sipped on it slowly, trying to think of a love interest for her main character in a new story she was penning. 

(closed starter for @ofdcphne​)