Muggle Search ((Cougar))

[Marian Cormac R3]

Marian waltzed out of Madam Malkin’s shop, the tinkling of bells following her as the door shut. She was mildly pleased with herself and the bag she now carried containing her new school robes. It wasn’t often her parents accompanied her to Diagon Alley and gave her money to buy things. The money, of course, was for a specific purpose, but she chose to ignore this in light of the brief freedom she was given. She wasn’t sure where they had gone, or why they even decided to come along. She pitied them. It was obvious they were completely weirded out by anything pertaining to the wizarding world. But they were slowly adjusting for her and she appreciated it.

She was in desperate need of new robes after she sprouted a good inch or two over the last year. It was pretty embarrassing at the end of last year when her robes started showing off her ankles. And unlike the easy-to-fix Muggle attire she was used to, she was forced to deal with the ill fit of her robes until she had the time to buy new ones. It was times like this when she thought back to her days in Muggle public school and actually missed it. Three years. She could hardly believe the time passed so quickly. Never mind, she didn’t really like those people anyway.

Diagon Alley seemed much busier than usual, and Marian regretted choosing today to shop as several people knocked her in the shoulder. She nearly dropped her bag. Her eyes were scanning the crowd for signs of her parents. She figured they would stand out in their Muggle attire. They didn’t give her any clues as to where she might find them when she was done and this was beginning to frustrate her as she searched for them. She set off toward the Leakey Cauldron. Her eyes browsed through store windows, shopping mentally while hoping to catch a glimpse of her mother’s dark hair or her dad’s red shirt inside. She saw neither and the distraction was costing her. More people began to bump into her, muttering rude comments under their breath. It was her fault, but she was stubborn and only found herself saying sorry to the people not grumbling.

She stopped in front of Eeylops Owl Emporium, tempted to go in. Finneas would be pleased with her if she bought him something. Her barn owl wasn’t eating well and it was her fault. Her parents didn’t know how to feed an owl and she wasn’t helping them out much. As a result, Finn was bitter with her. Biting was frequent. And he started delivering her mail late. If this went on much longer he might destroying things in her room. But what to get him? Would she even have time? She feared her parents would wander past the Emporium and she would just miss them. So she stood outside the window, probably looking loony as she stared, mentally debating.

[Cougar Farmer R7]

Cougar was ready to go to Diagon Alley. His knuts and galleons tucked safely away under his blue button-up shirt. He left it un-tucked simply because it would look strange for the bag to be under his shirt and the shirt be tucked in, causing a baggy lump right around his mid-section. Cougar also had on some Khaki's and some dressy leather boots. He wasn't really trying to dress nice or anything, he just wanted to be casual while looking nice. After he had decided that he had remember everything, he was on his way to Diagon Alley.

I wonder if I will find any old friends up here. Or new ones for that matter, Cougar thought to himself. He decided that when he arrived at Diagon Alley that he would go and replenish his sweets stock first. He was running dangerously low on Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, which Cougar thrived on. So after going through the routine check for wizards coming into and leaving Diagon Alley, he went straight to the sweets shop and bought two bags of said sweets. He decided that without further delay, He should probably get something for his dad as well.

Forty-five minutes later as he emerged from Madam Malkin's with a tie that changed colors by the amount of stress he had in a bag along with the other Bertie Bott's. He popped a few beans into his mouth. He knew the minute he decided to be lazy and popped more than one in his mouth at a time he made a mistake, and sure enough, He ended up with a mixture of mustard, venison, brown sugar, and wood. This combination threw Cougar for a loop as he tried to spit the contents of his mouth out. "Last time I do that again." Cougar said to himself. Next stop Eeylop's Owl Emporium. He knew that his owl was starting to run low on pellets.

Cougar trudged along the ironically crowded streets. (ironically because of the already inconvenience of aurors checking people and items everywhere you looked) He had bumped into two people over his trek to the Owl store. One a wizard about 6' and Cougar said sorry immediately. The other was a witch that was anywhere from 15 to 18 it seemed. She was very pretty so of course Cougar blushed. At first, he tried to play it dramatic and win good graces. "I am so, so sorry, madam. I swear I didn't see you there, amazing as it sounds." Cougar replied. The witch didn't give him second glance as she walked on, and seemed not to notice Cougar one bit. Cougar was a bit downhearted, but deep down he knew that would happen.

It wasn't that Cougar wasn't a good looking guy, by all means with his muscular tone and long blonde hair it was easy to catch attention usually, but luck with the ladies had never seemed to be on Cougar's side. He didn't mind much though. He had bigger fish to fry, such as getting his owl the food he deserved.

It wasn't until right before Cougar walked into the door that he saw a girl standing in the window looking into the shop. Cougar thought that he would be polite, and thinking that she was headed into the shop, Cougar opened the door. As the lady continued to stand there, however, he also added a, "Miss?" To the gesture hoping to see if she was there or in some other part of her brain.