Diagon Ally - open

[drewkirke]

There was something troubling Andrew Kirke. He really didn't understand what it was but ever since the Quidditch World Cup he found himself with a knot in his stomach. It was something that running or sketching just couldn't shake. Being home didn't help either. Amanda, who was usually so bubbly and devious, sulked around nearly dreading her time

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[rockinriah]

Zacharias wasn't technically supposed to be in the country at this point. His mother had banned him from anything remotely related to Britain. Then again, she'd also left him to his own devices in a foreign city without proper supervision. She kind of deserved to be disobeyed, he figured.

Plus, he was driving himself crazy sitting alone in a townhouse or going where people mostly spoke a language Zacharias' mother had tried and largely failed to teach him. Diagon Alley seemed like a good idea.

He wandered, mostly, and noticed how everyone looked a little grim but kept on with their lives. He was about to grab something Daphne would approve of from Fortescue's when he saw a familiar face. Zacharias rolled his eyes.

"If you're going to look so depressed, could you do it somewhere less public?"

[drewkirke]

Drew looked up, being pulled out of his train of thought. He didn't actually expect anyone to join him.

"I'm not depressed...I'm just thinking," he said, trying to look less stiff. A lot of people told Drew he was too up tight all the time.

[rockinriah]

"It looks the same. Unless you're going for some deep, brooding thing. Which is overrated," Zacharias shrugged.

He didn't have anything else to do with his time so he took one of the spare chairs at Drew's table. Whatever, talking to someone might distract him for, like, ten minutes.

[drewkirke]

"Here I thought it was working for me," he said sarcastically, closing over his sketch pad. He didn't get much done besides a few rough outlines of people.

"And I thought you were...banished to France."