RP: Mmmmmm... Ice cream!
Date: 31 May 2005
Character(s): Daphne Greengrass & Florean Fortescue
Location: Fortescue's Dairy
Status: Private
Summary: Daphne discovers that Fortescue is in town. And that he's still making the best ice cream she's ever had.
Completion: inComplete
Daphne stood quietly with the bicycle on the corner of the road, looking around her to make sure no one was near to see her possible defeat. It had taken her quite a while and a few bruises, but practising daily behind her house had paid off. It was two days now since she had last fallen off the bicycle and it was time to actually take it out on the street.
When she was satisfied no one was watching, she got on the bicycle. It was very different from the area behind her house. For one thing she didn't have to turn all the time. Going forward was much easier, so Daphne continued over the bridge to the other side of the river.
She felt a bit wobbly on the bicycle and if she hadn't been so concentrated on not tipping over, she would have been concerned that people might think she was a bit tipsy. As it were, she didn't notice that she was smiling widely, proud of having tamed the bicycle all by herself. Neither did she pay too much attention the which corners she was turning, ending up in an unfamiliar part of town.
Feeling a bit more secure now, she started looking at the buildings as she passed them and suddenly came to a complete halt, staring in surprise at a sign on one of them. Could it really be the same Fortescue as the one who had owned an ice cream parlour in Diagon Alley?
Merlin, she hoped it was!
"Well, there's only one way to find out!" Daphne told herself and carefully parked her bicycle before going inside, her tummy fluttering in childish excitement.
Character(s): Daphne Greengrass & Florean Fortescue
Location: Fortescue's Dairy
Status: Private
Summary: Daphne discovers that Fortescue is in town. And that he's still making the best ice cream she's ever had.
Completion: inComplete
Daphne stood quietly with the bicycle on the corner of the road, looking around her to make sure no one was near to see her possible defeat. It had taken her quite a while and a few bruises, but practising daily behind her house had paid off. It was two days now since she had last fallen off the bicycle and it was time to actually take it out on the street.
When she was satisfied no one was watching, she got on the bicycle. It was very different from the area behind her house. For one thing she didn't have to turn all the time. Going forward was much easier, so Daphne continued over the bridge to the other side of the river.
She felt a bit wobbly on the bicycle and if she hadn't been so concentrated on not tipping over, she would have been concerned that people might think she was a bit tipsy. As it were, she didn't notice that she was smiling widely, proud of having tamed the bicycle all by herself. Neither did she pay too much attention the which corners she was turning, ending up in an unfamiliar part of town.
Feeling a bit more secure now, she started looking at the buildings as she passed them and suddenly came to a complete halt, staring in surprise at a sign on one of them. Could it really be the same Fortescue as the one who had owned an ice cream parlour in Diagon Alley?
Merlin, she hoped it was!
"Well, there's only one way to find out!" Daphne told herself and carefully parked her bicycle before going inside, her tummy fluttering in childish excitement.