#lymander

Alice had a weird day. All she wanted to do right now was hug her brother, but he's damn missing. She honestly didn't know where to head off to now, but all she could think of was the next best thing; Lysander. Alice had a lot of acting big brothers, and he's one of them. Sadly, he's the only one she barely contacted while she was in the muggle world. So, the girl decided to pay him a quick visit.

Alice had no idea where he could be, but one thing for sure was that he'd still be living at the last place she remembers. With that thought in mind, Alice closed her eyes and quickly apparated to his bedroom. Once she reappeared, the girl fell onto the bed; seems like he moved things around since her last visit, causing her to land on a spot she previously knew as clear. "H-Hello!" she squeaked and greeted the other, as a small giggle slipped her lips.

“Come on, man, I know my shit’s worth 4 galleons today – who died and made you in charge of the market?”

It didn’t help that the apothecary had too much lake flora in stock from what Danny had harvested over the last few weeks. He had become their unofficial employee and he no longer had the same leverage – especially since his American wares were lost to the Mad Queen months ago. He had to find something else to harvest – maybe some mermaid scales or something. But the mermaids here were much less friendly than the ones in the Pacific, much more guarded over their domain, and much more unwilling to let Danny in.

Being frustrated never got him anywhere though. “I’ve been a pretty loyal source for this shop, so I can be fine with the three galleons… as long as I have twelve sickles too.”

He would have been fine with six sickles extra for the trade, but the only reason, though he was totally unaware, was that the shopkeeper just wanted him to leave. His eager smile and his willingness to haggle over prices was drawing the shopkeeper’s ire – especially since Danny was now known to be spectacularly irritating, even to the most patient of conversationalists. The money clattered on the counter, and Danny wondered if those shops on the other side would pay more for what he’s bringing.

“I’ll just have a butterbeer, thanks.” Lysander said, taking a seat across the bar. He offered her a small smile before glancing about the pub. He was expecting to meet with a representative for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures about a potential job in the beast division. Nothing was final, everything was still up in the air, but Lysander was strongly considering the prospect of working closer to home. What with recent events, he wanted to be closer to his brother - who would probably kill him if he knew he was here. Lysander loved his work in Romania and Lorcan knew that. Working in a dragon sanctuary had been his dream for years. The past year was all he could have asked for and more. But he wondered if he could find the same satisfaction in working for the Ministry.

Highly unlikely. Lysander glanced back up at the girl behind the bar, really seeing her now. She was pretty but it wasn’t just that. He hadn’t noticed before, but there was something oddly familiar (and unfamiliar) about her all at once.

It was him; Of course, she did not forget his face. Well, then again... He is a twin, and she has immediately given up on trying to figure out which twin was which. Autumn didn’t want to be a creeper, after practically falling head over heels over someone she had only really spoken to once. Then, possibly snubbed her the next. He was a Scamander and that’s all she really knew, the girl had no idea which one she met and bonded with that one time. Either way, she can’t help but crush on both of them back in school. Physically, there’s no difference. So, yes. She liked them both, they were quite an attractive set of twins after all. Though of course, she was more inclined to meet the boy she met in the library. She really thought they clicked.

When the man ordered his drink, she nodded and got him just that. Heading over to the side to prepare it, mindlessly glancing over at him from time to time. She didn’t really get over the crush, there’s no harm in it anyway. It’s not like she’s forcing a love potion down his or the twins’ throat any time soon. Now returning with the mug, she gave the other a smile “Here ya’go.” she said, as she then returned to cleaning the glasses and letting her eyes wander elsewhere. She should stop looking at him, it’ll start to get creepy after a while. Not that she had an unhealthy obsession with staring at the other, it was no insane type of crush.

Lymander Von Schweetz - The older, teen brother of the ruler of Sugar Rush with a sweet and sour personality. He was supposed to rule the kingdom but he selfishly ran away to pursue his dreams, leaving behind a bad taste in most of the citizens' mouths. Like his sister, they are both talented racers with a mischief, snarky nature.