RP : Familiar Faces.
Date : December 23rd 2002
Characters : Pansy Parkinson & Seamus Finnegan.
Location : London.
Status : Private.
Summary : Pansy finally gets to see a familiar face.
Complete : Complete.
Pansy wrapped her scarf tighter around her and she shivered against the icy wind. She could barely believe how cold it was today and she suddenly wondered why in Salazar's name she had insisted on coming back to England. She had only been back a week, but she was already sick and tired of staying in her room at The Leaky Cauldron all day. Pansy needed to get out, even if that did include being cold. She had been around London and Diagon Alley the last few days, but she still hadn't seen anyone familiar. She heaved a sigh. Oh, how she longed for a familiar face and a talk. She pulled at her scarf again, before digging her hands in her pockets. She turned the street corner.
A gust of cold wind messed up her hair and blew it in her face. She muttered something under her breath and she wiped at her face with her hands, trying to get the hair out of her eyes. Blinking, she looked around. Where should she go today? Get a drink? Some lunch maybe? But it was rather annoying to eat or drink alone. Heaving a sigh, she continued her way to nowhere another few blocks. Suddenly, someone caught her eye. Pansy looked up and narrowed her eyes. That lad across the street looked vaguely familiar, but she would have to get a good look of his face before she could say for sure.
Characters : Pansy Parkinson & Seamus Finnegan.
Location : London.
Status : Private.
Summary : Pansy finally gets to see a familiar face.
Complete : Complete.
Pansy wrapped her scarf tighter around her and she shivered against the icy wind. She could barely believe how cold it was today and she suddenly wondered why in Salazar's name she had insisted on coming back to England. She had only been back a week, but she was already sick and tired of staying in her room at The Leaky Cauldron all day. Pansy needed to get out, even if that did include being cold. She had been around London and Diagon Alley the last few days, but she still hadn't seen anyone familiar. She heaved a sigh. Oh, how she longed for a familiar face and a talk. She pulled at her scarf again, before digging her hands in her pockets. She turned the street corner.
A gust of cold wind messed up her hair and blew it in her face. She muttered something under her breath and she wiped at her face with her hands, trying to get the hair out of her eyes. Blinking, she looked around. Where should she go today? Get a drink? Some lunch maybe? But it was rather annoying to eat or drink alone. Heaving a sigh, she continued her way to nowhere another few blocks. Suddenly, someone caught her eye. Pansy looked up and narrowed her eyes. That lad across the street looked vaguely familiar, but she would have to get a good look of his face before she could say for sure.