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Lots has changed since Quinn has been to Diagon Alley, but Quinn has changed a lot, too, so that's to be expected. Their hair is long, down to their waist, fluffy and still the same shade of blonde as before. Their features are still soft, but they have much more of an adult edge to them now—high cheekbones, a more defined jaw but not deathly sharp. A bit more androgynous, more refined, but still quintessentially Quinn. They're wearing a cardigan they've knit themself, and one of their favorites at that: a marbling of different shades of purple yarn, oversized so it goes down to their mid thigh with big, dangly sleeves. Under it is a purple button down shirt with some lace frill, black pants and shiny black Mary Janes. They have glasses with circle lenses and a silver wire frame, and they don't really need them for anything besides reading but they like the way they look with certain outfits.
The weather wasn't so bad today, so Quinn decided to get out of the house on a little stroll. They've been back to Diagon Alley a few times in the month since they've been back, but mostly just to grab things for Auntie Caroline on their way to and from work. They're quite surprised they haven't run into anyone they know yet—or maybe they have, and they just didn't know it. Nine years is a long time away, after all, and they hadn't really kept track of...well, anyone, really. So they could've passed by anyone from their time at Hogwarts on the street and may not have known a thing.
Quinn peers into the window of Madam Malkin's, trying to see what robes they had in. Even though it's been a while, Quinn was glad to be back in the normalcy of British wizarding culture. The robes had a distinct homely familiarity that eased their heart in some way, even though they weren't much of a robe wearer themselves. Only on special occasions, really. The colors and patterns gave Quinn inspiration for their own knitting and sewing endeavors. And they just felt closer to home. |