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Post by gabrielle on Mar 15, 2010 17:27:13 GMT -5
It was a beautiful day to being walking around Diagon Alley. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been down here just to have fun. Her long black was up in a braid since when her hair was down it bothered her while she work. She was still dress in her work clothes since she didn’t really wanted to go home and change. And beside she looked good in the dress anyways. So there was no reason to go home. She walked into The Leaky Cauldron. She could remember the evenings she came here back when she was in Hogwarts. She remembered having a couple of dates here too but that was in the past. She sat down at the closest table and ordered a butterbeer. Once she got it she took a sip from it. She glanced around the Cauldron seeing if she could see someone she knew but she didn’t. It has been a long time since she’s been in the Leaky Cauldron though. It seem that her job had been taking all her time away. She did how ever love being the head of Department of International Magical Cooperation in the Ministry. She got to work with different countries in matters and got to met new people. She should have told some of her friends to come with her though since she didn’t like to be alone. It only made her think about her job and other things that was a bother to think about. ----------------------------------------------------------------- tagged: Erik outfit |
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Post by ander on Mar 15, 2010 17:39:13 GMT -5
Erik walked into The Leaky Cauldron with the headphones of his ipod in, jamming his head to some Stutterfly. He was singing along as he walked through the door, looking around to see if he could see any familiar faces. Though he didn't, all he could see were people he might know, though didn't care enough to know. Just a couple of older individuals, some kids, and a couple of women he didn't know but wouldn't mind getting to know.
He walked up to the bar and ordered a beer with a slight smile on his face. He walked passed a table where a woman sitting alone. She was dressed in what appeared to be ministry attire. He recognized her but couldn't place who she was. He shrugged it off and pulled up a chair at another table where he could still see her. He would see if she was waiting for someone or if she was alone before he headed over to her.
Leaning back in his chair he continued to jam to his music and drink his beer. It had been a long day, always something to do when you're a bad boy, or so he was told. |
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Post by gabrielle on Mar 17, 2010 16:08:24 GMT -5
Gabrielle look up as she heard the door closing. She look down when the guy walk by since she didn’t want to seem rude. The guy was familiar though but she couldn’t put the face to a name. She always been bad with that. She usually knew the face but not the name or the other way around but she knew who he was. She thought really hard and then it click. It was Erik from Hogwarts. They had been friends but not close. She was a ravenclaw and he was a slytherin so they didn’t have that much in common during the school years.
She stood up an walk towards him. “Hola, Erik.” Her Spanish accent was thick since her first
language was Spanish and she live in Spain for almost all her life. “Still listening to that iPod of yours.” She said as she took one earphone out of his ears so he would be able to hear her. “¿Cómo estás, Erik?” She ask but realized she spoke in Spanish. “Oh sorry. How are you Erik?” She ask. “I haven’t seen you in ages well since the end of 7th year but that was nearly 20 years ago.” She said smiling. She never figured that she’ll run into him. He looked almost the same. He still intimated her though with his many scars and mysterious eyes but she knew he was a kind person, when he wanted to be.
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Post by ander on Mar 17, 2010 21:20:08 GMT -5
Erik continued to listen to his music as he felt the chicks eyes on him. He was use to it as he was considered a good looking guy, though his scars usually tended to freak people out as he was covered in them. It was like they had never seen someone who had been badly abused or something. Nothing to interrupt their perfect lives he guessed. The song switched over to "Romance is dead" by a band he'd grown fond of during his trip to Australia called Parkway Drive. He sang along quietly under his breath as he drank his beer.
When he felt the hand touching his earphone and heard that thick Spanish accent that had grated on his nerves back at Hogwarts he looked up to see the chick who had been staring at him. He chuckled at her comment and stared her dead in the eyes with only a simple remark, "Always Gabby, always." He pointed at the seat across from himself offering a place for her to sit down. He turned off his ipod and set it down in front of him on the table and smiled. "I'm doing great, I see you have grown up quite a bit since I last saw you. Age has done you well my little Ravenclaw."
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