yikes! - cohen & logan
preferring to stay far from the cacophonies of the three broomsticks, zonko's and honeydukes– all of which found themselves heaving with students and staff by the early afternoon, thanks to it being the year's first visit to the village –cohen took it upon himself to wander off from his usual crowd. it's not that he didn't like being around large gangs of people, nor that the excitement had passed him by. his mood was buoyant. simply, he had rather tired of visiting the same places. from one cobbled turn to the next, he felt the autumn chill bite at his hands and began to warm them up with his breath. soon the high winds would come. followed by heavy rains, maybe hail and definitely some snow. cohen hoped the influx of new students had been warned about the highlands' turbulent northern weather. although, he had to admit, it would be hilarious if they hadn't. thoroughly amused by his own thoughts, cohen may have looked somewhat mad as he stepped up to the window display of dervish and banges grinning. he admired the peculiarly pearlescent broom, floating proudly among other shiny bits and bobs. "beautiful, isn't it?" he commented to the tall lad already stood in front of the shop.
@logan-davenport