where the sins cry

She let out a soft whine as she bit her lip and repeatedly tugged on her backpack straps. Where am I ,where am I. She recognized the sigh for the pet store but other than that she was lost. How did she even get out of the airport? Did she really let that nice man pay her cab fare?

Wait! Arthur and Molly would help her out! But where was -were- their place(s?) in relation to here? Were they living together or apart now? Hell, she didn’t know. She was in Korea for a year. This was bad, very bad. Didn’t Appa say one of her uncles worked at the pet store? Mm, but she didn’t know how to get there, either.

Deep breaths, deep breaths - she looked up and around, eyes wide and searching for somebody to ask for help. And finally, she made eye contact with someone, it didn’t matter who. Even if she knew them she didn’t recognize them in that instant.

“저기요. - omo, I-I mean,” English, Elsie, you’re not in Korea anymore kid, you’re not getting help this way. “Excuse me, I need help. Do you know where er, Sommerset Street is? Or St. Barclay’s Hospital? I need to speak with Sungmin Chang, um, he’s a surgeon there? I, uh, I’m lost and don’t know how to get…not here.”

Then, of course, she had to make eye contact with some kid. Great.

Molly sighed and stopped as the girl went over to her, about to tell her off but pausing when she recognized Sungmin’s name. “Minnie? What are you looking for him for?” Molly finally took a moment to look at the person she was speaking to, eyes widening when it finally clicked into place. Without the anger, it was easy to realize who she was talking to, and Molly smiled for the first time in hours. “Elsie? Look at you, it’s been forever! How’d you get here on your own, sweetie?”

“Midnight on Tuesday?” She thought quickly before nodding, deciding that she’d clear out her schedule if nothing else. “I’ll be there. Do you want me to bring the usual goods, or did you want to try something new this time around?”

Charlie stirred excitedly. “Were there really Pokemon down there?”

“In a sense.”

“Well, why can’t I play? Mum.”

Bellatrix’s lips curved into an amused smile as she wrapped an arm around her favorite nephew, crouching down to his level and stage whispering against his small shoulder, “I’ll talk to her about it, yeah? Maybe we’ll even catch you one of those dragon type pokemon, how does that sound?”

“Cool,” Charlie whispered back, eyes widening in awe. “Does Bill get one, too?”

“Of course not. I don’t like Bill.” 

She gave his hair a playful ruffle, winking, and straightened to face Molly with a crooked grin. “What’s up? Need anyone’s skull smashed in?”

Of course, Charlie wanted in on the game--the boy had an almost unhealthy obsession with all things Pokemon--and Molly blew some hair out of her face, looking at her son. “Not until you’re older, I’ve told you this. Ten year olds don’t need smart phones.” Of course, her word was drowned out by Bellatrix’s offer, and Molly rolled her eyes, leaning back against the counter.

“Skulls smashed in? Nah, I could do that on my own if I wanted.” She grinned. “Charlie kept bugging me to bring him down to visit. He drew you a picture.”

As if on cue, Charlie perked up and took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, shoving it at his aunt’s face excitedly. “It’s you! As a dragon! And here--” He pointed to two smaller dragons on either side. “That’s Uncle Gid, and that’s Uncle Bean.”

“So..” He began, sitting down on top of the mini fridge once Molly had grabbed a beer. “What’s it today? The usual or something else?” His fingers tapped idly against the sides of the fridge. “If you need extra it’s no problem. We finished up on some stuff yesterday.” It wasn’t their finest, but then again the stuff he sold to Molly never was. Still, he knew that it was better than most of the stuff that was being peddled on the streets. He had to make sure he kept a leg up on the competition somehow. One of the pros of having a chemistry expert as part of the team.

“How’s it been selling? Any issues at all?” He pulled his phone from his pocket, finally pausing the music.

She turned on her heels when Severus sat on top of the fridge, pulling out her phone and looking at her list. “The usual, yeah, but I’ll need a bit more PCP than usual. It seems like business is booming more than I expected this week. Not that that’s a bad thing.” She took a swig of her beer and tilted her head to the side. “Throw in a bit extra of the rest though and I’ll make it worth your time.” Though she knew it wasn’t Severus’ best--she’d be an idiot to not know that--he and his partner were better suppliers than anyone else that Molly could find milling around. She knew that he wouldn’t cheat her out of her stuff.

“Considering that increase in sales, I’d say everything’s been selling rather nicely. If there are any issues, I haven’t gotten a report of it yet.”