Katarina Krum

Adam’s eyes flicker from the child to hers as he nods, “It’s fine,” he says plainly. At the sound of a child, his cat starts to wind around the counter in a slow approach, “Do be careful, some of these things might hurt you,” he says to the little girl, his voice just a hair softer than it’d been when speaking to her mother.

Kat nodded at his response, not missing the slight change in tone when he addressed Elina. Her daughter’s wide eyes looked up at the man. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to know what was inside,” she said. Kat took a deep breath and picked her daughter up so she wouldn’t run off again ( or try to get the cat that was slowly approaching ). “She does this more than you’d believe.”

Erin was one of few people whom Kat considered to be a friend, so she’d been happy to offer to watch Joan while Erin was in St. Mungo’s. The one downside she hadn’t foreseen? She was now absolutely going to have to get a dog for Elina. But she supposed it wouldn’t be so bad to have another soul in their flat, especially on late nights.

Dog on one side and four year old on the other, Kat smiled as she saw Erin. “Welcome back. Joan’s been an absolute treat, I see why you love her so much.”

BOLD ALL THE THINGS THAT APPLY TO YOUR MUSE ( HARRY POTTER EDITION. )

My muse…

“Elina is one of the few good things in my life.” Kat smiled. “Maybe how she came to be wasn’t the most exciting story, but I can’t imagine my life without her. She’s full of so much energy and hope. And I hope she never loses the positivity she has.”

Felix prefers wizarding London to Hogsmeade by miles, but the Three Broomsticks is a rather interesting place to hang out, every now and then. For scoops, most of all, but he also likes the ambience quite a lot. As the person next to him starts talking, he turns his head out of interest, and listens. “Hm,” is his initial response. “Obliviator, I’m guessing? Isn’t erasing memories your job description, though?” He sips his ale. “I mean, if you’re tired of that, maybe try and find a different job. There’s a bunch of interesting departments at the Ministry, yeah?”

Erin watched the little girl with a half smile, knowing Joan would love the extra attention. She deserved it: she’d been working so much that her dog had been left rather lonely. “Ah, dogs are quite wonderful to grow up with,” she said. “Not the worst idea? Though I’d stop at three if I were you.” A smile. Small talk was easy, despite it all. “Oh, you know.” Erin paused for a tense moment. “Work has been keeping me busy. I’m glad to have Joan as an excuse to get out of the door every now and then. And you?”

Kat felt safe enough to not keep her eye trained on Elina as she played with Joan. “Three dogs max. Got it.” She nodded, chuckling softly. It was an odd look on the woman, one that most people weren’t truly privy to. “Same. Except I have a four year old instead of a dog. I think both of us would be a lot crankier if we didn’t get fresh air at least once a week.”