 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
It wasn't every day that Dante found himself in the alley. Today, however, he had business to attend to in a darker part of the alley. Normally he would have apparated directly to his destination or made use of a functioning floo, but time was currently on his side. There was plenty of time for a leisurely stroll through the alley before he needed to be at his destination. Not doing so certainly would've been a waste of the nice weather they were having lately.
Making his way down the alley, the tall man peered his head through shop windows. Having spent most of his life in France, there were many shops in the area he hadn't been inside of. Quite frankly, he didn't really have a desire or need to go in most of them anyway. His eyes didn't linger on any shop in particular very long until they fell upon the cauldron shop.
It was the paint splattered across the display cauldrons that caught his attention. The symbol and message was something not foreign to him, though he was unaware of how it wound up at the cauldron shop of all places. Very intriguing it was, yes. In the end, however, Dante shrugged it off and carried on with his stroll down the alley. This wasn't any of his concern.
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