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[esme_hinde]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Summer 06' / July 10, 2006 / 10.05 am
Location: Diagon Alley
Open To: Thatcher
Currently Involving: Esme

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[cthatcherhale]

"Of all places, bloody Diagon?" Thatcher cooed as he slid up behind her, grinning like the Cheshire Cat as he followed her to Honeydukes. "We haven't instilled loyalty for Hogsmeade into you yet? Great pity, that."

Not that he had anything against the fine workers on Diagon Alley or anything. It's just that any galleon spent here didn't go to his mates and colleagues back in the Scottish village! Surely the Floo to Hogsmeade wasn't that much longer for Esme!

Though, the best question now would have been 'If you're that fond of it, why the bloody hell are you here as he obviously wasn't shopping about in Hogsmeade either. Hopefully she'd not notice that

[esme_hinde]

((OOC: Eek, Honeydukes is in Hogsmeade isn't it? Bad me! It obviously has a Diagon branch as well >_>))

Esme couldn't help but smile as she recognised a certain Thatcher's voice behind her. She carried on regardless into the shop and only when she reached the colourful interior did she turn and poked him in the ribs with a candy cane that was flashing in neon colours. "Oh, and so what's your excuse to be caught lounging aroud suspiciously in Diagon Alley, you old fraud?" He had so let himself in for this one.

She turned away to hide a giggle at his last sentence. Broken heart, her foot - but it wouldn't do to let him know that she found him amusing now! "Oh, I don't know how you'll survive without me!" she teased, "You are looking a bit peaky..." Placing a mock-concerned look on her face, she placed a hand against his forehead as if to take his temperature. "Any withdrawal symptoms?"

[cthatcherhale]

((HAHA, I DUNNO? Imagined they'd have a branch there or something, I dunno!))

"Lets not change the subject from the matter at hand," came Thatcher's cheeky reply, grinning sinfully as he grabbed her candy cane and used it as if he was attempting to reel her in. "Perhaps I just knew you'd never visit me in Hogsmeade, so I set out to run into you here? After all we've been through, Esme, and you can't even swing by the pub to tell me to sod off!"

Well, bless the saints themselves for her thinking to not let him know that he amused her! Last thing he needed was more fodder for the flames, right? The second he figured out that she enjoyed him was the second he devoted his life to said enjoyment. Very dangerous stuff there.

At her comment and touch, he put on a huge frown (complete with a set of puppy dog eyes and pitifully wrinkled forehead) as he reached up to slide her hand down to his jaw. "Surviving without you has been hard, sparrow," he admitted, even faking a little trembling lip there. "So many symptoms of withdraw,

[esme_hinde]

Oh, she knew that all right. One small gesture from her that let him know how amusing and fun she actually found him and she'd never hear the end of it!

For all her good intentions, however, Esme was nearly - but so nearly! - taken in by Thatch's pitiful puppy-dog eyes and trembling lip. Her soft heart gave a pang and for a moment she was taken in... and then she took in what he was actually saying. Her expression changed to one of exaggerated outrage and she gave him a little push. "You wretch!" she laughed, "You're the biggest old fraud I know." Laughing at herself for so nearly being taken in by his little tricks, she responded happily. "Well, in that case I am heartily glad to see you!"

Pausing to let this artful sentence sink in she turned away, but then threw in a little comment over her shoulder. "It's obvious that you need me to deflate that head of yours again, you cheeky sod!"