As graceful as she is kind

James wasn't the most patient person in general and was even less so whenever excitement was part of the equation, but he was trying not to tap his foot too loudly as he waited for an elderly witch to wrap up her shopping. He even smiled at her charmingly when she looked up, probably alerted by his fingers drumming on the countertop. He could almost feel her annoyance match his. But then finally, finally, she was done paying and with a single burning glare she turned around and left the Dogweed and Deathcap, her cloak fluttering behind her and James almost jumped at the owner of said place.

Where: Firefly festival meadow

Who: Open! (0/4 taken)

Remus laid sprawled out on the grass looking up at the sky as he tries to will the headache he has to go away. The ground felt like the safest place as at some point the world started to spin way faster than normal. The colors felt less vibrant and weirdly his mouth felt like he had stuffed it full of cotton. He felt gross both physically and mentally.

Being rejected, and in this case the other person just leaving sucked. Remus had kissed Pen and even if they weren’t made he didn’t know if he’d ever talk to them again. Which was a damn shame because they were hot for starters but also because he did count them as a friend.

He had his eyes closed but opened them to see a person. “Can I help you?”

"I could ask you the same thing." The redhead moved to sit next to the other, a concerned look on her face. "If I had to guess you may be needing more of that than I do." After all, she was merely looking for a person. Remus in turn looked like he'd been through the ringer and then some.

Finally, the bell jingled again as they left and it was just him in the store, so he made his way to the register. “Lily.” He drew out the end of her name in a bit of a whine. “Close up, I’m bored.”

Their time in azkaban had left Pen more weak and sickly than they had ever actually been before. They were no longer faking any pain or illness they felt since the mask had been broken, and yet nearly a year in the cold misery of that cell had almost killed them. Still, not two months after their release their primary healer was due to retire. Considering their circumstances, their mum had decided it would be a good idea to go to a private healer for their further care. Pen didn't care who became their new healer, if it made Penny happy then it was all the same to them. So when the day finally came to meet her, they felt neutral as they did about most things. Check ups had only gotten more boring since they had no further need to plan out embellishments and new symptoms to report, it would just be a matter of answering questions and following simple instructions. They waited for her in their personal study, settled comfortably on the couch near the floo as they just so happened to have spent the past couple of days anyway, in the middle of a lingering bout of fatigue. Their new healer would have been cleared to floo directly to them and so there was nothing left to do but wait. Their eyes were closed when they heard the sound of someone stepping into the room, the quiet sound of residual floo powder crumbling to the floor. Forcing theirself to sit up, they looked to the witch in front of their mantle and somehow managed to look more tired when they recognized her immediately. "Oh... It's you." Lily Evans wasn't someone they would have ever expected to see in their sitting room. Though they couldn't recall a time they had ever been so close to each other, Pen was all too familiar with the woman. She was important to Severus in some ways, so they wouldn't send her away. If Penelope would ask her to be their new healer, they were certain she would do the job well. Letting out a soft sigh through their nose, they got right to the point. "Let's skip any small talk. It's exhausting to be sitting up."

It came as no surprise then, to be asked to act as a healer in the case of Pen Kneeling. Perhaps through St. Mungo’s or recommendation, the witch couldn’t tell, their mother had found her and requested her help. Lily was one to believe that at the very least everyone deserved some form of a second chance. And, in the end, she couldn’t simply stand by while another suffered. It had been harsh at first to look at things, the files and realize just who this person was, but she was willing to try.

A small cough was aired as she announced her presence after stepping out of the floo. Almost out of habit did she pull out her wand to remove the remains of floo powder scattered about. Manners once learned were a hard thing to shake. “It would appear so.” Lily recognized the face, despite all the changes. In between it all there was still that familiar pair of eyes that she’d seen around Severus so many times before at Hogwarts. It would appear, that amidst all things, a war and the destruction of it, the eyes never seemed to change. It was both comforting and worrying at the same time.

Marlene was doing everything she could to avoid the Three Broomsticks tent. Rosmerta wouldn't be upset with her, but she did feel a little bad for declining helping out for the event. She was a massive quidditch fan, after all. The tent had a massive crowd around it, surely Ros was busy and wouldn't even notice Marlene walking by, but she still decided to make a U-turn to avoid being seen.

Stumbling slightly over her own feet at the abrupt turn, Marlene took a moment to ensure she wouldn't trip over. Proud of herself for staying upright, she grinned to herself. Feeling a set of eyes on her, she turned her head, eyes narrowing at the person staring. "Can I help you?" She asked in a teasing manner, laughing, "Never see a girl with two left feet before?"

Regulus knew it was a bad idea to be out right now. Surely there would be people attending the match that he wouldn't want to see. His biggest fear right now was running into his cousin, at least her husband was stuck in Azkaban and he wouldn't have to worry about Rodolphus catching him. The Quidditch game felt safer than just going out shopping, though. There were so many people around, from all around the world, and Regulus felt as though he could blend in with the crowd.

He managed to get through the line to get himself a bottle of beer. It felt nice to have this little bit of normalcy. It had been a long time since Regulus attended an event like this, and it was.... nice. Exactly what he needed to get himself out of the house for awhile. However, as he glanced up, he noticed a set of eyes staring directly at him. He didn't even bother to try and register who it was, Regulus simply ducked his head down and attempted to get lost within the crowd.