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Remus sat quietly in the darkened corner of The Three Broomsticks, his head hidden behind the Daily Prophet. He couldn't believe the news, Eugenia Jenkins had done so much good for the wizarding world and now she was gone. It wasn't much of a surprise, though, the holidays had gone way too smoothly it was almost too good to be true. There were no attacks at any Christmas or New Years parties, it was only a matter of time before something happened.

Who: Peter & OPEN Where: Outside The Ministry of Magic 

“Yes, quite sad isn’t it?” Severus said, tossing down the morning paper on the table that separated him and the person across from him. He wasn’t one for talking, especially before he was finished his first cup of coffee, but a part of him felt a sick pleasure in the news that had broke. Surely this news meant that his side had the leg up at the moment, and well- Severus wasn’t used to being on the winning team. “I heard it was a robbery. Just terrible.” 

WHO: Daisy & Open WHEN: January 5th, 1979 WHERE: Madam Malkin’s Robes for all Occasions

Alice couldn't even remember how she got here. After she had finished her day at the Ministry she had just walked out and here legs had carried her straight to the Leaky Cauldron and before she even realized where she was she had sat down ordered a drink. As her drink arrived she noticed a familiar face next to her. “I’ve had a horrid week, what's your excuse?” 

Marlene was tired of hearing about the dead Minister. It wasn’t that she didn’t care, it was that the news put her on edge. Everywhere she went people were talking about it, rightfully so- but it was starting to drive her mad. She was never so thankful to be called into work, secretly praising the other bartender who’d called out sick. She was even more thankful to work in a Muggle bar, surely she wouldn’t have to discuss the news here, even if another Witch or Wizard wandered in as they often did- couldn’t risk being heard by the Muggles now could they? She was wiping down the bar when someone sat down, and she barely looked up as she spoke, “What can I get for ya?” 

Who: Cassius + OPEN Where: Borgin and Burkes

Taking a rambunctious six year old who had entered the stage in life where she was curious about everything but preferred to find answers for herself instead of simply asking why on errands was not Anromeda’s preferred way to spend a Saturday.  Not that she didn’t enjoy Dora’s curiosity but it was easier to manage when Ted was there to corral her as Andromeda worked through her list.  She was on her own today though and she groaned as she stood at the counter of the apothecary and heard something shatter in a far away corner followed by the unmistakable giggle of her daughter.  “Whatever it is, add it to my bill,” she said with an apologetic sigh to the clerk.  “Nymphadora Tonks, get your rump to the front of this store this instant,” she called, unbothered by the looks it earned her from the other patrons.  A Black in her bones, she was used to making her own rules and even though her last name was now different, it didn’t mean she always was.  All her things and daughter gathered, Andromeda opened the door of the shop just in time for Dora’s next spurt of energy to send her running into the streets of Diagon Alley and straight into an oncoming shopper.  “Merlin, help me,” Andromeda sighed before turning her attention to the unsuspecting victim.  “I’m so sorry.  Sometimes there is just no stopping her.”