Rainy Days and Mondays{OPEN}

[momo4]

Another beautifully dreary day to be strolling down the streets of Diagon Alley. People were everywhere and going in and out of shops as they pleased. Young girls with their new clothes or sweets, one even with her new owl. Young boys with their new gear for quidditch or some with their new gags to tease a sister with. Jaser could remember those days. The days when he was carefree like that. Days that could be spent happily teasing Avery or joking about. Days that involved him being completely happy. They were special days that he would never get back, and felt he was stuck in a world apart from where he was back then.

His feet carried him along, strides long and liesurely as he made his way down the lane. He wasn't here for any particular reason, but one place did spark his interests enough to bring him into it's doors. The quidditch shop.
Yes, he had been in need of new things for a while, and this shop here would prove a decent enough ground to find something. It would at least give him something to do on this day of doing nothing else.

Jaser opened the door and strode into the shop slowly, his eyes scanning the room in curiousity. His hands went to his pockets and he nodded to the shopkeeper, his mouth a straight line as he slowly stepped towards some shelves to investigate. A hand reached up to grab a box of goggles. The pair was dull, nothing grand, and so he placed them back.

He did this several times, scrutinizing every single thing with his gaze and tsking from time to time." Not worth it," He muttered irritatedly at something he liked, disliking the price. Jaser hadn't noticed anyone else shopping, mainly because he hadn't been paying attention, and kept on with his business, accidently bumping into someone and knocking over a bin of brooms. A string of Bulgarian curses leaving his lips as he preceded to pick things up.

[bubbles3]

Raegan walked the streets of Diagon Alley looking for something to do. She was the type of person that couldn't stay at home and do nothing, and wanted to go into the Wizarding World to find something interesting. Almost anything could satisfy Raegan's curiosity, but nothing in the muggle world could do it today. She had a few pounds in her pocket, and Diagon Alley didn't seem like too bad a place to spend it. She went into different shops just browsing, and found nothing.

As she passed Quality Quidditch Supplies, she thought of her cousin Markus who was going to be a first year this coming term. He had told her that he wanted to be a quidditch player. Raegan tried to explain the dangers of quidditch, but he would have none of it. Thinking of Markus made her want to get him something, so she rounded the corner and opened the door to the quidditch shop.

She looked at different things that she didn't even know the names of and wondered what to get him. She was never really into the whole quidditch thing and didn't know what was what. All of this was new to her. As Raegan walked towards the back of the shop, someone bumped into her, making her knock a bin of brooms over. She tried to jump over the brooms which only made her trip over her own foot and fall to the ground. She landed with an "Oomf." and looked up to see a guy picking up brooms. She glared at him before picking herself up and collecting two brooms to put back into the bin.

[momo4]

It would be just his luck to bump into someone on the very day he was being anti-social. It was irritating to say the least. Just when his mind was invested in searching for something useful his body had to go and do something unappealing like bumping into someone. A girl no less. Great, now he had to be nice...or at least attempt to be nice. Now, what was he to do...

His angry and irritated eyes lifted to meet her glare. There was a tension there that could pull an elephant apart. he placed the brooms in the bin and then stood there a moment. His mind raced with how to react before he closed his eyes, calmed and then looked at her with a serious face," Sorry."

The lad stood there and rubbed his neck, searching his Bulgarian head for words that he didn't often use. Apologizing was one of the least used group of phrases in his vocabulary." No damage done...?" He looked her over, approving silently of what he had indeed bumped into and then lifted his gaze to hers.

[bubbles3]

Raegan picked up a few brooms to put in the bin and glared at the guy that had knocked her over. It was just like some oversized quidditch player to knock her over when she was minding her own business, just trying to get a present for her cousin. She sighed when he said "Sorry." and reluctantly replied "It's fine." She kneeled down and picked up the remaining brooms to put them back into the bin.

"No damge done?" he asked as she finished putting away the brooms. She moved the bin out of her way and crossed her arms over her chest. "No. No harm done." He sounded as if he wasn't from England, so maybe he didn't know what to say. She sighed and asked "Are you alright?" even though she knew he would be. He was almost twice her size and he kind of frightened her. She started backing away from him, but didn't notice that there was a shelf of Quaffles and Bludgers behind her, so when she turned around, she ran right into it making the balls fall from where they sat on the shelves. Raegan mumbled incoherent words to herself and bent down to start picking them up.

[momo4]

Jaser had never had this happen before. He was normally so " Mr. Cool" and " Mr. Smooth" that nothing happened like this. Everything just went as planned or somewhere close. Of course, he had his moments where he had accidents, but nothing to this extent. Nothing to this extent that was his fault anyway. That wasn't including his accident. Of course, that hadn't been his fault anyway.

" Of course I am fine," He shrugged, thinking that her question was a bit ridiculous. He was huge compared to her, and was more worried about her than himself. His brows furrowed and he frowned as she backed away from him. Was he that frightening? Sure, he was tall and in shape, but not a monster.

When she bumped into the shelves with balls he snickered a bit." Wow...," He shook his head, watching the balls scatter and roll. A quaffle rolled and bounced against his foot, and so he bent to pick it up and toss it, doing a trick or two with it before going to put it on the shelf," You know, they have workers who can do this." He smirked and then knelt to help pick them up casually.

[bubbles3]

Raegan was only trying to be polite when she asked if he was alright. He must have thought it was a rather feebleminded question, because he replied "Of course I am fine." She began to back away from him, and said "Uh, good...good." she said again. He was almost twice her size and his voice was deep and manly. She hadn't realized that there was a shelf of different types of quidditch balls behind her, so when she turned around, she knocked them off of their shelves and cursed to herself. " Wow..." he said mocking her while laughing to himself. She glared at him because he was making her good day go sour. She looked at him annoyed and knelt dowm.

Raegan began picking up the balls and putting them in their rightful places. She looked over at him when he bent dowm to pick up one, and saw that he could do tricks with a Quaffle.He must play at Hogwarts, but she tried to recall if she had ever seen him before. "You know, they have workers who can do this." he said kneeling down to pick up a few balls. She put a few on the shelf before turning to him and saying "I knocked them over, so I should pick them up. At least thats what me mum always said. You don't have to help if you don't want to..."