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singlikenoonecanhearyou Captain
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 Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:38 pm
Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions Madam Malkin's is a clothing shop next to Flourish & Blotts. It sells robes and other clothing, including the standard Hogwarts-required plain black work robes, and dress robes. Madam Malkin, a squat witch who wears mauve robes, and her assistants will tailor the robes to fit right in her shop. Malkin is an archaic term for a crotchety old woman.
Harry has two meetings with Draco in Madam Malkin's shop. This is where Harry meets the first wizard of his own age, Malfoy, for the very first time in Philosopher's Stone. Harry is rather bewildered by the questions Draco asks, because Harry is still unfamiliar with many aspects of the wizarding world. A second meeting occurs just before the beginning of Harry's sixth year, in Half-Blood Prince. This meeting is far more unpleasant, and escalates quickly into a near-duel before Draco and his mother leave in disgust that Hermione would shop there.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 1:40 pm
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singlikenoonecanhearyou Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:06 pm
Ayamae shivered uncomfortably. She could swear that she felt someone staring at her...was she just being paranoid? She turned around as she reached Madame Malkin's and looked over the crowd. There appeared to be a wizard with a black hat pulled low over his face weaving through the throng of people. Ayamae raised an eyebrow. Could he be the one following her? Why would he be? She put it from her mind and with a wave of her wand, sent her bag of potions ingredients to Yama no Rakuen.
She entered the shop and looked at the materials along the wall. She decided on some silky blue material that flowed over her hands and glittered in the light, and some black lacey material that she decided would make a beautiful negligee...she blushed at the thought. She'd have to talk to Madame Malkin about that in private.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:14 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donavon again waited outside the store, his heart pounding against him, so loudly someone must hear it. He could've sworn he saw Ayamae look back and glare at him, he prayed she didn't know who he was. He waited even deeper in shadow this time before he realized he was at the entrance to Knockturn Alley. A hunched old witch came up to him, she was carrying a box that sounded like a wounded animal was concealed inside it.
"Come on dearie...you can find the best prices down here..." She snarled, her long nails clasping painfully around Donny's arm.
"You look hurt, dearie..." She said nastily, looking up at the faded scars on Donny's face that he had got from a beer bottle two weeks previously.
"No, I'm fine." He said firmly, shoving her away from him. He glared at her for a moment and pulled out his wand and pointed it at her nose. "I'm just waiting for someone is all." She was beginning to creep him out with her piercing, toothy smile. After looking at him with the same odd grin for a moment, she shuffled away, muttering about how she had only wanted to say hello. Sighing relief, he pulled his shabby coat a bit tighter around him and waited...and waited...
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:28 pm
After spending almost an hour in the shop, Ayamae came out carrying two boxes, one containing her bright new blue robes, the other containing a sexy black nightdress that Madame Malkin had giggled over.
She turned and walked past the opening to Knockturn Alley. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the man in the black hat standing in the alley. She knew he couldn't possibly be up to any good if he was hiding his face and standing there. She kept her eyes to the front as she walked past him, hoping that she wasn't being followed. She decided to go to the magical menagerie for some owl treats and then cut her shopping excursion short. She was thoroughly creeped out.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 11:36 pm
Donavon Epithia
Head of Hufflepuff
Herbology Professor
Donny was too busy avoiding the eyes of the haggard woman, so he didn't notice Ayamae looking at him. Thankfully, his hat was on low enough so his face was still hidden. He would hate for her, or anyone else to see him like this. He had a stubborn pride about him sometimes, he hated admitting that he was lowest class when he wanted to do so much more. He was ambitious, like a Slytherin, but so full of love and caring and shyness. He hated being stepped on for that, like he had been, so many times before.
Turning around, he spotted Ayamae's back in the crowd and followed, once again, to the magical menagerie. He weaved his way through the crowd easily, people avoided him because he was dressed so carelessly...
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Donavon Epithia Vice Captain
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