RP: Please Don't Wheeze Me
Date: 28 February 1999
Characters: Muriel Beamish, George Weasley (with a brief appearance by Verity Jackson)
Location: Diagon Alley/WWW
Status: Private
Summary: Muriel pays a visit.
Completion: Complete
( Being willing to actually walk into that shop probably made her certifiable )
Characters: Muriel Beamish, George Weasley (with a brief appearance by Verity Jackson)
Location: Diagon Alley/WWW
Status: Private
Summary: Muriel pays a visit.
Completion: Complete
( Being willing to actually walk into that shop probably made her certifiable )
He didn't answer her question, but she didn't press. Perhaps these things were Top Secret until they went on the market.
When he showed her around, the shop wasn't nearly as baffling. She was less overwhelmed by the spectacle of the place when focussing on specific items. The Canary Cremes were quite interesting. "I can only imagine the look on Agatha's face if I served those during our weekly chess game," she murmured. "And the advantage it would give me over my flustered opponent."
Her eyes lingered on the games he took her past - the hangman, the snap, and felt the seed of an idea forming in her mind. Last time she'd played with Agatha, her friend had mentioned paying a visit to St Jermome's orphanage, and how much they could use extra funds. They'd discussed organising a fundraiser - after all, it wasn't as if they hadn't done such things in the past - but they hadn't been able to think of what kind of event to run. It's probably right under our noses, Agatha had said -- and Muriel was beginning to think she'd been right.
Trying not to get too distracted by the thought, she looked up in time to see George palm a wand that promptly turned into a rubber chicken, and she couldn't help the laugh that pulled out of her. All right, so not all of these products were complete nuisances.
The Pygmy Puffs got a smile, too. She lifted a hand tentatively to touch it. The fluff was like cotton wool, or perhaps something even softer. "Fairly cuddly," she agreed. "As long as one didn't squeeze too hard."
She watched him release the Puff back into the display with the rest of them, then glanced at him again. "Those games... which are the most popular?"
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"Games?" he asked, then turned toward the row of shelves.
"Hangman's a steady seller. Exploding Snap's a classic." He walked toward the display, pulling down a game where the object was to put together plumbing, and once you did, it squirted real water. "Wet, but fun," he said, passing her the box.
He looked at her curiously, then raised an eyebrow. "I smell thinking going on. What's the sudden interest in Wheezes, then?"
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Muriel inspected the plumbing game critically. "Well, not in my living room. But perhaps in the garden."
She looked up again. "Oh, I've been thinking about hosting a fundraiser of some kind for St Jerome's home. I just wasn't sure what, exactly. Games could be a very good idea, and I don't suppose everyone knows how to play chess."
She laid the box back on the shelf with a final, thoughtful glance in its direction.
"You said something about tea?"
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