#noah001

Amos wanted to do something special for his son at the beginning of the year, so he thought why not catch a show in Critic Alley? It was a little bit more luxurious than what he’s used to. But he had the extra money so he figured, why not and let Cedric experience some of the finer things in life? Unfortunately, Gideon wasn’t able to join them. He had matters regarding the Order to deal with. That much Amos knew. Unfortunately, he also knew that he couldn’t ask for more details. As much as it worried Amos, he tried to push it to the back of his mind and focus on having fun with his son.

After catching the family-friendly show Amos had reserved tickets for, the sun still hasn’t gone down. It’s still too early to go home, Amos decided so he then opted to just walk around the alley in the meanwhile and take his son sightseeing. Cedric isn’t used to being surrounded by tall infrastructures so he spent most of his time walking looking up at the buildings. A couple of times, Amos had to gently steer his son away from bumping into objects or unsuspecting people. He’d give them an apologetic smile and continue their merry way without scolding Cedric. The boy deserved to have some fun.

Isaac knew that someone was at his front door before the person knocked. Ever since Death Eaters came knocking at his door and almost killed them, Isaac increased the security for his flat tenfold. It’s not the same level as Gringotts or the Ministry, but it was enough to prevent unwanted visitors from apparating in or disapparating out. His door was magically enforced to prevent most spells from blowing it off his hinges. His walls were spelled the same way too, just in case. Isaac also cast a spell that would alarm him whenever someone stepped in front of his door. The alarm was what brought the presence infront of his door to his the attention in the first place.

As soon as they stepped towards his door, a bell rang inside the flat, followed by a knock from outside. Offering whoever was outside the benefit of the doubt, - even if they did knock first before attempting to barge in right away - Isaac peeked through his peephole to see who it was. It was Noah Ollivander. A Death Eater. A member who was part of the very group he tried to defend himself from. He was now welcoming as someone who had power over him. With a deep breath, Isaac opened the door. ”Ollivander,” he said with no pleasure in his voice.  He just simply opened the door to make way for him.

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Nicholas was blissfully unaware that the person who he had been chatting with and standing next to for the past half hour was the infamous Noah. Who he had been fighitng over with Kaden not even a week ago. Nichoas didn’t often take a liking in other people, especially males. Since there was always a fight for power going on there. But with Noah he got along surprisingly well and easy. Most people he would have offended within this amount of time already. 

“You know what, this is actually a decent song.” Nicholas approved, as he listened to the one Noah had picked out. They were hijacking the radio of the bar they were in but hadn’t been able to agree on the music so far.

It's towards closing time, which -- okay, so Marlana is a bartender herself, and she knows in theory closing time exists, but she's not sure she's ever actually managed to see it herself at The Church thanks to the staff. Maybe they're open 24/7, and he's just lying to her whenever he says it's time to leave! This is exactly what Marlana's considering as she glares at the table, along with how she'll definitely find out the truth tonight by staying under the radar, when she somehow manages to knock an entire tray of shotglasses off the bartop. "No," she starts before he even has a chance to say a word. "Don't even start, Kaspbrak! I'm not even that drunk, I have to work tomorrow. It was purely -- uh, bad luck. Actually, have you considered ghosts?"