for: @solapuerx where: somewhere in diagon alley !
“it’s michael corner, isn’t it?” penelope could be forgiven if she couldn’t remember every child she had come across as a prefect at hogwarts ( and she OFTEN forgot even the more significant faces ), but every now and again a face would spark something. she’s stopped the kid in question in the middle of diagon alley, something akin to fondness barely hidden behind her polite exterior. “you were a chaser, am i right?” of course this would be what helps her remember : an avid watcher of all the matches ravenclaw played, there was a time where she could identify her housemates on the team from a mile away ( they usually got a more lenient time if she caught them up to no good ).









