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*Lottiepot* · 07-29-2023, 06:40 PM

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Originally Posted by Emzily

Long gone were the days when Theodore would come bustling down Diagon Alley, stocking up on chocolate frogs, stink bombs, etc… Today, he was browsing the butterbeer cart, a beverage he didn’t even like much, but he much would rather a drink to go today over sitting in the Leaky Cauldron or a cafe all by himself. Some would suggest trying to meet new people in an environment like that, but Theodore was not into that.

He was suddenly most inspired by the Butterbeer flavoured fudge that he spotted, and decided to completely forget about the drink to go and purchase some of that. After handing over his sickles, Theodore smiled finally as he felt his mood brightened.

Maybe no one would notice if he dropped into Zonkos after this. He had nothing better to do this afternoon, and he quite liked the idea of giving them some business during the school period.

It had been a very long time since a much older Terry Radley had stepped foot into Diagon Alley. In fact it had been so long that he couldn’t actually recall the date but it was probably somewhere in the last decade. The latest place the forty -five year old had been was on a Magical Beasts reserve in the plains of West Africa and yet the blonde man was still as pale as ever. Other than a few grey hairs sprinkled here and there in his beard and the slight evidence of crows feet gracing the outer corner of his eyes from years of hard work, his appearance was much unchanged from his graduation.

The man had returned back to the UK to visit his sister and nephew but was only planning on staying a couple of weeks max before travelling overseas to the next reserve. He’d made a mental note to swing by Diagon Alley at some point purely for nostalgias sake. It would also make sense for him to pick up supplies and experience a truly British Butterbeer once again. Instead of queuing up at the Leaky Cauldron, it was much easier to wait at the cart in the middle of the cobbled street.

There, waiting to purchase something of his own, was a familiar albeit older face. Now Terry didn’t have the best of memories but it was hard to miss a face that he had shared a dorm with for pretty much the entirety of his teenage years. “Theo!” the man called out with a huge grin on his face. It didn’t matter how old he got, Terry would still be that big smiling doofus.

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