meeting someone unexpected(Natasha)

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angel sighed as she strolled along diagon alley,wearing a simple outfit that was a pair of old jeans and a simple worn white shirt, with a wornout zip-up hoodie. she didn't really have shoes,since her last pair were torn-up when she accidently let her claws on her feet out and they torn up her shoes. her pet ferret was laying on her shoulder,sleeping as it always did. she snuck out of the orphanage alot. she hated it there, they thought she was evil or something, but when really she was just misunderstood. she didn't have any money so she always window shopped. she sighed as her claws which had come out again, hit the pavement below her feet. she looked around and saw a cafe with outside tables. she grinned and slowly went over to one of the tables and looked around to see if anyone was watching her and when they weren't , she loosen the legs of each chair at the table the casually walked away and sat down on the steps of a candy store across the street and tapped her feet, causing her claws to make taping sounds on the pavement.

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Natasha hardly ever wandered Diagon Alley alone, but on this particular occasion, she happened to be perfectly content on her own. It was still rather light outside. She gathered her bag in her lap as she sat, and slowly glanced out over the growing crowd of people. It was slightly difficult to tell at first, but Natasha realized that there was a child she thought to be of about six or seven by herself across the street. She was clicking a set of nasty clawed toe-nails on the cobblestone and it was hard not to grimace at the sound. Why the child was alone, she had no idea. It was the ghastly features she held that intrigued Natasha to get up from her seat.

She was quick to follow the young girl, as she entered a candy store just down the road. Her feet continued to tap, and it grew to quite the painful volume. Just as Natasha approached her, she felt inclined to leave a comment, "Dear could you please stop making that hanus tapping sound?" She spoke as if she knew her personally, although, it appeared noone was around to tell the difference. If she was going to strike a conversation, it would be without any ridiculous clawing to interrupt her.

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Angel looked at the woman,who had spoken to her and stopped tapping her feet on the ground. she jumped a little when she heard someone scream and curse alittle. she looked and saw someone had sat in one of the chairs that she had loosened the legs on. she grinned and laughed as she watched the persons reaction. she loved playing tricks on people,which someones got her into trouble.she smiled as she looked back at the woman then down at her feet,wishing that she could control her shapeshifting enough to make them go back in. the claws sometimes made it hard to walk, but they were very useful for when she was climbing. they helped her stey on what ever she was climbing.she sighed as she looked at her feet for a few more moments sadly then smiled back up at the woman . she looked up at her and said" im sorry about the niose miss."

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Natasha smirked; if she wasn’t mistaken she’d just seen the child loosen the legs on some poor woman’s chair. A scream arose from the busy street; so loud she found it hard not to cover her ears. She rather liked her enthusiasm in upsetting the entire length of Diagon Alley. “Oh, I’m sure you’re quite sorry dear.” The attempt to seem innocent was such an entertaining rouse, along with the well rehearsed apology she spat out afterward. Natasha placed her hands on her hips and glared at the girl with interest. “For the tapping… and loosening that chair as well?” She sighed, and pointed just outside of the candy store. What great trouble a small girl could cause, when allowed to roam the streets alone. It reminded her painfully of the childhood she had lost, but their youth wasn’t something most people took advantage of. Only some, were hesitant to waste it. “What’s your name young lady?” She glanced around the store quizzically, “And where might your parents be?” It did seem the proper question to ask but Natasha was hardly acting upon motherly instincts.

For some reason she hadn’t bothered to question the girl’s feet. There were a number of possible explanations for deformities such as these, especially in the wizarding world, but none seemed very attractive. With various thoughts of shape shifting ailing her mind Natasha glared at the long claws and forced a smile. It might have appeared quite painful; a pursed grin on her lips. She thought about offering to buy the child some candy but it would only serve as an award for behaving so badly. Even if she did rather like it… Some things were just so twisted in Natasha's mind.