Matilda Malkin

Hugo had no clue what was happening or perhaps, he didn’t want to have a clue. That would mean that the world that he knew was crumbling down and that wasn’t something he wanted to think about right now. As he approached the Leaky Cauldron, fighting off some rogue Death Eaters that came his way, he noticed someone sitting under a wall. “Hey, you all right there?” he called out as he approached them, scrunching his face up when he recognised Tilly. “Jesus christ, what happened? Can you walk?” he asked, crouching down in front of her. @tilly-malkin​

Tilly was just trying to get out of the way when she got hit by a stray spell. Thankfully and auror showed up and helped her off to the side but that was the most they could do. A few moments passed before she saw a familiar face. “No.” She shook her head, her voice strained. The girl had been avoiding looking down but now that she had she saw blood on her pants, her left leg in excruciating pain. Seeing it made it so much worse, the blood draining from her face. “Can you help me?” 

Jacob sent his eyes in the other direction, hoping she wouldn’t see the tears building in his eyes. “I just… I really thought that I could save him. It’s all I’ve been researching and working on for weeks but… we lost him.”

“I’m so sorry.” She said, the sympathy heavy in her voice as she look at him with sad eyes. “I wish there was more that could have been done.” Tilly found it hard to find the right words to say, in either of the languages she knew. The girl was never the best at consoling others. 

Jacob leaned on the balcony, letting the breeze wash over him. “I just hate that no matter how hard you work, there’s some you can’t save. It’s not fair.” He let out a sigh before glancing over. “That’s probably a bit heavy, sorry.”

Tilly looked over at him, her brows furrowing in concern. “It was but...” She said awkwardly, placing a hand on his arm. “Are you alright?” 

“Yeah. But the thing is – I’ve never made them before, so I don’t know how I usually make them.” She looked up at her friend and pouted. “Maybe I went pumpkin overload? Or sugar. Or cinnamon… whatever.” Lottie flicked her wand to the tray and levitated them over to the trash. “Problem solved.” She smirked and sat beside her. “Settle on a movie yet?”

“Hhmm.” She was stumped at that, not much of a baker herself so she wasn’t sure what to suggest. “Guess you’ll have to find a new recipe if you want to try again.” Tilly sighed as she pressed play and put down the remote. “Yup! Hope you don’t mind that it’s not exactly ‘spooky’.” She wasn’t a big fan of horror so family-friendly Halloween movies were more her speed. Which was exactly what she put on. 

“Okay, don’t lie. That tasted awful, right?” Lottie pursed her lips into a pout and looked down at the cookies. “I knew I shouldn’t have followed that recipe from Instagram ….”

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Tilly paused for a moment before nodding, “I’ve definitely had worse but those were just.” She shook her head. “Not good. Definitely stick to how you usually make them.” 

Jacob looked over. “Oh, does it look good? I haven’t been over that way yet.” He headed in that direction. “It feels like it has been forever since we had a carnival or anything. They really went all out.”

She nodded, walking alongside him. “Yes! I don’t think I’ve been to anything like this- here or in France, for a very long time.” Tilly chuckled. “It’s really fun, even just watching all of the people play the games.” 

“Okay, are you an eat first kind of person or a game first kind of person? Or we could explore aimlessly but then you have to listen to me talk and that can be dangerous.”

“Could we get something to eat?” She smiled, “I wanted to check out the stall by the basketball game.” Tilly said, pointing in the direction. 

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♕ —- Greer nodded and glanced over at Tilly. She noted the girl’s expression and tilted her head. “You doing okay,” she asked. “It is a lot to deal with I know.”

Tilly spaced out for a moment before coming back, nodding her head and putting on a small smile. “Yeah just- not as used to it as everyone else.” She explained. “Almost makes me want to go back to France.” Almost, the key word in her sentence. Hard to go back to nothing. 

» tagged: open » location: diagon alley

♕ —- Greer frowned as she looked around before she had a taste of her strawberry ice cream. “I’m not sure if it’s impressive how all the businesses went back to work or sad because everyone is just so use to it by now,” she commented after a moment of thought.

“I’m gonna go with sad.” Tilly commented, thinking about how her Aunt’s shop is currently open as they speak. “Everyone just goes on the next day like nothing even happened.” 

James was lost. He needed -something- but he didn’t know what and everything looked nice but not the right thing. He ran his hands through his hair for the hundredth time before being startled by the new voice. “Huh? Sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” He looked around hopelessly. “I need help.” He chuckled.

Tilly couldn’t help but to let out a stifled laugh at his plea, “Sorry.” Quickly the girl apologized for laughing at him. But it was pretty funny how he said it. “Are you shopping for yourself or someone else?” She asked, figuring it’d be best to start there. 

Usually Tilly tried to greet everyone as they entered the store but that often times went in one ear and out the other. Typically people liked to be left alone while they browsed and would approach her if she needed help. The boy in front of her however, was simply circling the store many times and not saying anything. So she figured it’d probably be best for her to approach him. “Are you looking for something specific?” She asked from behind him. 

“Okay, that’s the third time you’ve sighed so I’m taking it as a sign you need me to buy you a drink.”

Tilly looked around for a moment, “I’m sorry- are you talking to me?” She asked the boy. Unsure of who he was and why exactly she should be buying him a drink. 

She pursed her lips into a slight pout, looking at the mess on her wall. “With what, though?” Rori turned to the other. “A mural or something?”

She nodded. “Why not!” Tilly suggested with a smile. There wasn’t much else that she could suggest considering she wasn’t very artistic in that way. “If that’s a bad idea then I don’t really know what else to suggest.” 

“Honestly, no amount of magic is going to get this down.” She let out a breath, looking at her classroom wall, currently covered in glitter-covered hearts that were made by her kids. “I’m going to be cleaning it up until next year.”

Tilly stared wide-eyed at the wall for a moment. “Maybe just put something over it?” The girl suggested. Not convinced that she would ever fully clean it up. “Hide it.” 

“Woah, woah, wait.” Nic twirled around as Tilly waved her off. “It looks really cool. When is it gonna be done?” Nic looked over the girl’s shoulder. “I absolutely love this.”

Her eyes widened at the comment, not expecting it. “I’m not... what?” Tilly stuttered. The girl wasn’t even sure where she was going with it. Though she couldn’t help but think that the dress would be easier to finish if she had an actual model in mind to wear the dress. No. That wasn’t important. She didn’t expect someone to actually say they loved it. “Thank you?” The words coming out as more of a question as she was still trying to figure out if the blonde was being serious. “I don’t really know when it’s going to be finished. Let alone if it’ll be for sale.” 

Tobias was doing last minute Christmas shopping, he’d gotten a few presents for his parents already and his fathers main present was sorted but he had been looking around for hours and there was nothing worthy of his mother. She was picky, it was where he’d gotten it from, and would only wear something if it was exquisite.

 He headed towards Madam Malkin’s in hopes of finding something there. He usually shopped elsewhere since Madam Malkin’s was a more accessible store which meant anyone could shop there but he couldn’t deny they had an eye for fashion and still often had high quality clothes available. He walked into the store, frowning when no staff immediately came to his assistance andd sighed, wandering behind the counter as if he belonged there with his usual confidence. He looked down at the work station, studying the design. He looked up when he heard her voice.

“Obviously. It’s not finished.” He couldn’t help but say. “What have you got in the upper range, price is no matter but it needs to be exceptional and one of a kind. My mother’s size.” 

While she wanted to question what he was even doing back there, she knew when to bite her tongue. He’d barely said more than a few sentences to her and she already knew this was going to be a pain in the arse. Hopefully they would be able to find something quick and she could move onto some more pleasant customers. “The dress robes are over here.” She said, pointing off towards the left of the store before she began walking. 

Truthfully the store wasn’t too confusing to move around and he probably would have been able to find it himself if he’d looked. She did understand why some people needed assistance though and figured she would try to give him the benefit of the doubt. “If you see something you think she’d like, I could alter it to her size. Though depending on the alterations will depend on how long it will take.” Tilly explained to him, making sure he knew of all the options available.