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[katiethxrne]

Katie rushed to grab the door, sweeping it open with a dramatic flourish, ducking her head into a showman’s bow. This was a particularly nice morning, she’d managed to collect a few more warm bodies of the monster the night before, she had a dinner scheduled with Lydia next week and Max had woken her up with a kiss. It was a rare (if forced) day off for Katie who was off to do some shopping in Diagon Alley - the usual haunts. Wizard Wheezes, Flourish & Blotts, then she was going to nip around to the apocathery in Knockturn Alley obviously in disguise. But first, coffee.

“I’ll hold the door for you, and don’t worry,” Katie wiggled her fingers currently dyed a brilliant shade of emerald and practically sparkling, “it’s not catching, just a bit of a transfiguration spell gone wrong this morning.” Max luckily hadn’t gotten a chance to see it else she’d laugh her cute ass off. “I’d rather perfer red handed, but I think that’d be far too on point of a pun for an Auror.”

[squib-city]

Diagon Alley was far too bright for Axel’s eyes, he’d popped into existence somewhere behind Ollivanders Wand Shoppe and spent nearly five minutes blinking away sunspots from his eyes. The Den was never this bright, unless it was the flashing neon's of the various clubs at all times of the day and night. Axel was used to his internal clock going wonky, he’d actually set an alarm so he could come to the Diagon Alley Farmer’s Market on time and not show up at midnight like before.

So he strode into the crowd, chin high and marching for the various booths that boasted jellied electric eels and fresh hippocampus milk, items that he couldn’t get from the grocer in the Den. Axel could see Aurors posted around, wandering around in plainclothes and scoffed. His Father would have never let him set his shoulders like that, or stamp his boots in that manner, they couldn’t have been from the I&I Division or Aunt Zyair would have their heads for fun. It was amateur hour in Diagon Alley, god their Captain must suck.

So lost in thought he didn’t realize someone else was reaching the Bloodied oranges until they hands brushed. “Oh sorry there, here go ahead and grab what you want,” Axel grinned and raised his hands back, “bit lost in thoughts ‘n’ all, not used to see this many Aurors wandering around Diagon Alley.”