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[carinacarinae]

(Open.)

“Did you know the Victorians had an entire language dedicated to and revolving around flowers?” Carina mused as she perused the various blossoms. She plucked a bouquet from a display and held it towards the other person. “What do you think of these?”

[vet-subin]

Su-bin had only moved in a few weeks ago and had never really been to London, or even England and Great Britain all that much. So it was only obvious that he would get lost, especially trying to get around to all the different wizarding locations that were spread out. He had never been very good at reading maps and constantly got lost going to places that he was familiar with back in Korea, so moving to a different country was going to be extremely tough for him. “Excuse me-” He said, stopping someone. “Can you tell me if I’m close to Tomes and Scrolls.” He had somehow made it into Hogsmeade but was having a difficult time navigating through all the shops. 

[eleonora-charles]

Eleonora walked over to the table, crossing her arms with a sigh. “If you’re not going to order anything then you’re loitering. And as the sign says, there’s no loitering allowed.” 

[seedheartpatil]

It has been a while since his herbology shop, which was basically an apothecary but with more focus on the herbs and plants he himself grows, has seen an influx of customers, thought it was not anyone’s fault but him. 

Siddharth Patil has been a little hard to approach the past few days, weeks and months even, that even a stray potential patron would themselves put off by his presence. He just tends to bring the mood down. 

He knows this, understands why this was the case, but has little to no motivation in changing anything. That was why he was caught surprised when someone entered the door. Siddharth immediately fixed himself up, mostly his clothes and not his dampening demeanor, before addressing this potential customer.

“Oh, hello... Welcome to, uhh, Patil’s Plants, Powders, and Potions... I’m *sigh* Patil. What can I get you this fine *another sigh* day.”

[curseburdened]

after an overnight mission that turned into practically a two day affair, alastor moody was exhausted, and he was hungry. the later of the two won out, and the auror found himself mumbling an order to a member of the staff at the leaky cauldron through heavy lids. the service was fast, and before he knew it, he was eating something and trying to drown out the ceaseless chatter. he couldn’t even enjoy a measly bite to eat and a butterbeer without hearing the chatter of the potter’s demise, the council, pur societatis, and everything in between. it was irritating to say the least, and it only fed into his paranoia. “can’t ever get a moments peace...”

[ncrcissy-black]

❝ i don’t know why i came ❞ Narcissa scoffed, meaning to say the words to herself but instead they came out much louder then what she meant it too. 

[blytheblishwick]

“Is he truly wearing that?” Blythe asked blindly, her nose wrinkled daintily. 

[lestrangerod]

status: open

location: knockturn alley

while the majority of his business was conducted all throughout london, both muggle and wizarding world alike, knockturn always had a special place in his heart. it was there he bought out his first store, a small potions shop. with a deep inhale he spoke to the person nearest him, “i’ve always enjoyed this place when the sun starts to set, you?”