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Lottiepot · 04-30-2023, 05:56 PM

SPOILER!!: Cal

Having found herself in Diagon Alley a couple of days ago, Ruby was reminded of just how at home she had felt wandering its cobbled streets. Perhaps it was because it reminded her of the wonderful childhood she had experienced and the excitement of shopping to go back to school. A typical Ravenclaw, Ruby was actually one of those children who enjoyed being educated although she has found it difficult to leave her parents to start with. Whatever the reason was the brunette had been influenced to traverse the street again on a lunch break from St Mungo’s once again on her lonesome.

Being an adult made it infinitely harder to socialise and apart from her family and close knit circle of friends, Ruby didn’t spend a lot of time with others hence why she was on her own with no intentions to meet with anyone. The street was quiet thanks to the students having headed back to school that month which made spotting the pile of coins on the pavement much easier. If it had been one of her twin brothers (or her father in his youth) those coins would’ve been slipped straight into their pocket but Ruby was honest like her mother Trixie and she would try find their rightful owner first.

Seeing as Atticus’ music shop was nearest to her discovery it would make logical sense that the coins would belong to the man looking into the shop window. “Excuse me?” the thirty-four year old approached politely. “Do these belong to you?” she showed the coins in her hand. It might have only looked like loose change to the average person, especially to someone who was brought up in a beautiful seaside mansion in Cornwall and who could want for nothing but Ruby was not naive to the fact that to some people that loose change could be the difference between eating and not that day.

04-30-2023, 05:56 PM	#6 (permalink)
Lottiepot Graphorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: winks Posts: 17,993 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elias Greenwood Slytherin Graduated x12 x6	HeadGirlMC \| Treddie & Trixiver <3 \| Copy Girl \| Katie's Ickle Minion \| I love YOU more SPOILER!!: Cal Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom Thank MERLIN all those pesky students were finally out of Diagon Alley and Cal could go shopping without fear of accidentally trampling a young child. Nevermind the fact that HE had been one of those students a mere...what was it now, eight? Nine years ago? Merlin he was getting old. On his lunch break from the Ministry, Cal was scoping out the shop windows, just doing a bit of light browsing. He found himself outside of the music shop, eyeing up some sheet music. Hmmm. He hadn't played his guitar in a couple of months. Maybe he'd pick that up later, and stop by after work to pick up some new songs... Having found herself in Diagon Alley a couple of days ago, Ruby was reminded of just how at home she had felt wandering its cobbled streets. Perhaps it was because it reminded her of the wonderful childhood she had experienced and the excitement of shopping to go back to school. A typical Ravenclaw, Ruby was actually one of those children who enjoyed being educated although she has found it difficult to leave her parents to start with. Whatever the reason was the brunette had been influenced to traverse the street again on a lunch break from St Mungo’s once again on her lonesome. Being an adult made it infinitely harder to socialise and apart from her family and close knit circle of friends, Ruby didn’t spend a lot of time with others hence why she was on her own with no intentions to meet with anyone. The street was quiet thanks to the students having headed back to school that month which made spotting the pile of coins on the pavement much easier. If it had been one of her twin brothers (or her father in his youth) those coins would’ve been slipped straight into their pocket but Ruby was honest like her mother Trixie and she would try find their rightful owner first. Seeing as Atticus’ music shop was nearest to her discovery it would make logical sense that the coins would belong to the man looking into the shop window. “Excuse me?” the thirty-four year old approached politely. “Do these belong to you?” she showed the coins in her hand. It might have only looked like loose change to the average person, especially to someone who was brought up in a beautiful seaside mansion in Cornwall and who could want for nothing but Ruby was not naive to the fact that to some people that loose change could be the difference between eating and not that day. __________________