High Street Happenstance

[Caoimhe Keating]

High Street was becoming busier and busier as the start of the new school year drew near. Caoimhe had enjoyed seeing all the incoming First Years that had visited the Owl Emporium, picking out their very first owl. Caoimhe was happy to know that the owls were happily situated in a new home with their owners. Owls truly were wonderful creatures in Caoimhe’s opinion. They made wonderful companions and they were very useful and clever. In her mind, owls were cleverer than cats and definitely smarter than toads (not that Caoimhe disliked toads). Really, they were the smart choice for a student, who was going off to Hogwarts.

But now her shift at the Owl Emporium was done. She was grateful for it because she was starving. She had woken up late and hadn’t time for breakfast. She had to rush Niall to the Widow Harleston and then run all the way to the Emporium. The only thing that had kept her mind off food was all the business they had. But with her shift done, her stomach was begging to be filled.

She was on her way to the Three Broomsticks when she spotted a familiar crop of curly hair that towered over the other occupants of High Street. “Oi, MacFusty!” she called from behind him. Several heads turned to look at her, which would have typically caused the Irish girl to blush, but she was much too distracted by her friend ahead to mind their stares or be bothered by their whispers. She trotted up to his side, grinning broadly. “What’re you doing in Hogsmeade?”

@'Mundungus MacFusty' @'Tristan Michaud'

  

[Mundungus MacFusty]

Munny was still riding the high he had felt when he had opened his supply letter back at the end of July and found that he had been made Quidditch Captain. It was the best way to finish his final year of schooling! He had gone into Hogsmeade for a bit of something to do since the supply shopping had been done for both himself and his siblings already.

He figured he would check out the Quidditch shop, got to Padmore and see some of his friends. Hearing his name called out, he turned and easily looked over the heads of many people and spotted Miss Keating. "Bit of everything," he said with an apathetic shrug. "Nothin' special."