Stalked!

[Lupus Jameshill]

April 9th!

Lou had just finished his little shopping excursion into the sweet maker's, and emerged with a little brown bag. He hoped Daniel would like what he'd picked out, but if he didn't, Lou would be glad to take it off his hands and eat it himself. Even if it turned out to be horrid (which he really doubted, since the shop had smelled so good), Lou could always give it to his dog, Gabriel. Gabriel would eat anything.

He was heading back towards the Casino when someone crossed his path. Normally this wouldn't have been cause for much notice, but the individual had a very brightly decorated orb floating a few feet behind them. It looked a bit like an Easter egg, and as he blinked at it Lou realized that must have been what it was. It must have been enchanted to float behind them like that. Quite festive, but definitely not allowed on the street in Irvingly. He could only assume that the egg's owner wasn't aware of this, because they seemed very cavalier about the whole thing, as if not even mildly concerned that they would be seen.

"Excuse me," Lou called out, approaching them. "But magic isn't allowed on the streets, in this town. Not that I mind," he clarified, not wanting to come across like some sort of stickler eager to stick his nose in other people's business. "But if one of the police constables sees, you might get in some trouble."

OOC: Your character is being stalked by a rotten egg, and is probably unaware of it.

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   Demelza McGonagall

[Demelza McGonagall]

Her governess was a few steps ahead of her as she trailed after the older woman on the way to the shops she wished to visit. Normally the woman only had to tend to her youngest brother as she functioned as his nurse as well, however with the other three of them home she was stretched much thinner and being the only female in the bunch of McGonagall she could often claim priority when her mother wasn't with her. She was quite enjoying the chance to do more shopping than the Hogsmeade weekend traditionally allowed as she was forced to stay in a group but here she could go freely.

Her attention was drawn away from her goal, however, by the sound of a voice speaking up to her. "Magic?" she questioned as she turned. "Pardon me?" She narrowed her eyes at the male who spoke, not bothering to wonder if he was a muggle. Even if a muggle had guessed she was a witch, he would not have known the magic laws. "What do you speak of? I am not using magic, thank you. Sir, I am underaged and would be in quite a pinch if Uncle Urquart found out, and two, I am well aware of the laws here. I've lived her most of my life, sir."

  

[Lupus Jameshill]

Oh, of course she was underaged, he should have noticed immediately. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed that she was young, of course, because that was obvious, but he'd momentarily forgotten about the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery. It was only ten years old or so, and it had never affected him, so he frequently forgot about it. He'd already been over the legal limit by the time any restrictions were imposed, so it seemed quite natural to him that anyone who was old enough to own a wand might go about doing whatever they pleased on their holidays.

"Well, whoever charmed that for you, then," he said, gesturing at the floating easter egg, which had paused to hover behind her now that she had stopped walking. It spun slowly in the air, as if suspended from some sort of invisible wire and turning in a breeze too subtle for either of them to feel. "You can still get in trouble for having something obviously magic like that, even if you're not doing the magic in the streets."

He ignored her (rather peevish) decree that she knew the laws, because the situation conveyed to him that she quite obviously did not. He also ignored her name dropping about her uncle, not because being related to the Minister of Magic wouldn't have made some sort of impression on him, but rather because he wasn't familiar with the name and didn't actually know who the current Minister of Magic was. Oops. This was what came from living abandoned in a cabin in the woods for six years.

@'Demelza McGonagall'