Gloria quietly paid for the cloak and asked that the tags be removed, so she could wear it out today. She took off the jacket she was presently wearing and shrunk it down to a size that could fit in her purse, though she did not put it in there just yet. She performed these actions silently, and without bothering to watch for the door.

Kyroh was over there, by the door. She could still hear him, and even if he was conversing with someone in her peripheral vision, nothing seemed to be amiss. Once the new cloak was on, Gloria checked the pockets and nodded in satisfaction. There it was. Very good.

She moved back toward her son and put a hand on his shoulder. "Who's your new friend, Kyroh?" the brunette asked, putting certain emphasis on the word friend.

Veronica's grin, which hadn't even been a friendly-type grin, immediately fell. She'd been thinking about how fun it'd have been to watch Atropos interact with this kid. Hence the grin. She hissed at him and snapped, "Beat it, kid." She was just in no mood for that kind of thing. She looked around the shop again, wishing the one with her ingredients would show their face, and then she could just be on her way. Then a thought occurred to her. The kid wanted the clothes? She could so easily ask for his money to buy one for him. Of course she'd take way more than he owed and keep the change. He'd never know, and she needed the money.

Then a woman appeared, causing Veronica to instantly become more alert. Had her presence concerned Mother Hen? She smirked. What sort of mother brought their kid into the alley anyway? She sized the woman up and down. "I don't think I've ever seen you around this way. What brings you here?" Yes, it was her business. Why? Well, because apparently the woman had some sort of interest in her, as well.

He would help her find a better colour maybe. If she wanted help! And he would-Kyroh blinked as the woman suddenly snapped at him. Had he done something wrong? Had he said something wrong?

Beat it.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong. He hadn't tried to.

The boy blinked a few times as he stared at the lady, before he raised his small hand and began to tug on a few strains of his hair. With each tug he blinked some more and then tugged harder, trying to control the tears that were now pooling up in his eyes. It wasn't even a good thing when he heard Gloria's voice behind him. "Its-she's-not. Notta friend." Kyroh barely got out in a whisper. Taking a step away from his mother, he quickly rushed over to the chair that she had showed him in the beginning and took a seat. Covering his face with his hands, so he couldn't bother the lady anymore and so that Glo couldn't see the tears that had started to run down his face.

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Veronica's grin, which hadn't even been a friendly-type grin, immediately fell. She'd been thinking about how fun it'd have been to watch Atropos interact with this kid. Hence the grin. She hissed at him and snapped, "Beat it, kid." She was just in no mood for that kind of thing. She looked around the shop again, wishing the one with her ingredients would show their face, and then she could just be on her way. Then a thought occurred to her. The kid wanted the clothes? She could so easily ask for his money to buy one for him. Of course she'd take way more than he owed and keep the change. He'd never know, and she needed the money.

Then a woman appeared, causing Veronica to instantly become more alert. Had her presence concerned Mother Hen? She smirked. What sort of mother brought their kid into the alley anyway? She sized the woman up and down. "I don't think I've ever seen you around this way. What brings you here?" Yes, it was her business. Why? Well, because apparently the woman had some sort of interest in her, as well.

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He would help her find a better colour maybe. If she wanted help! And he would-Kyroh blinked as the woman suddenly snapped at him. Had he done something wrong? Had he said something wrong?

Beat it.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong. He hadn't tried to.

The boy blinked a few times as he stared at the lady, before he raised his small hand and began to tug on a few strains of his hair. With each tug he blinked some more and then tugged harder, trying to control the tears that were now pooling up in his eyes. It wasn't even a good thing when he heard Gloria's voice behind him. "Its-she's-not. Notta friend." Kyroh barely got out in a whisper. Taking a step away from his mother, he quickly rushed over to the chair that she had showed him in the beginning and took a seat. Covering his face with his hands, so he couldn't bother the lady anymore and so that Glo couldn't see the tears that had started to run down his face.

Not a friend, no, that was obvious. Gloria didn't say anything back to Kyroh at the moment; she was too busy staring holes through the other woman's head. She let him go to the chair. Once again, she could tell where he was just by listening. He wasn't that quiet a child, though he WAS her child, and no one just made her child cry.

"I come here all the time, actually," Gloria said in a low, dark tone. "What's it to you?" she continued, her disillusioned wand silently flicking into her hand.

She took a step closer to the other woman and didn't take her eyes off her. Was she the one she was supposed to meet in the Alley today? Well she was going to be paying EXTRA for her rudeness to Kyroh today. That was just uncalled for.

A small part of Veronica, way down deep inside, felt bad about the comment she'd given the kid. He was innocent. He didn't mean any harm, but...Veronica had way too many things to look out for. The last thing she needed some kid hanging around. She glared at it until he scurried away then she quickly turned her attention back to the woman.

A wand had been drawn now, so an extra-alert Veronica drew her on. SHe held it low, yet was ready to strike if need be. "All the time, you say?" she asked. Funny. She should know this face then. "Must not be too dangerous of an excursion." She eyed the boy. What was it to Veronica, though? She looked around. No one else had shown, so it was almost safe to say this woman was the woman. "You dealing any ingredients today?"

It was worse than the fall. Just being here. Kyroh didn't even want to be in the shop anymore. He didn't want to be in Diagon Alley. He didn't even want ice cream. He just wanted to go home....one of them.

Or just wherever his dragons were.

As his nose began to run, Kyroh raised his arm and furiously wiped it away with the back of his sleeve. His nose had stopped, but the tears wouldn't. "I want to go now Glo." He whispered quietly.

SPOILER!!: n'awwwww

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A small part of Veronica, way down deep inside, felt bad about the comment she'd given the kid. He was innocent. He didn't mean any harm, but...Veronica had way too many things to look out for. The last thing she needed some kid hanging around. She glared at it until he scurried away then she quickly turned her attention back to the woman.

A wand had been drawn now, so an extra-alert Veronica drew her on. SHe held it low, yet was ready to strike if need be. "All the time, you say?" she asked. Funny. She should know this face then. "Must not be too dangerous of an excursion." She eyed the boy. What was it to Veronica, though? She looked around. No one else had shown, so it was almost safe to say this woman was the woman. "You dealing any ingredients today?"

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It was worse than the fall. Just being here. Kyroh didn't even want to be in the shop anymore. He didn't want to be in Diagon Alley. He didn't even want ice cream. He just wanted to go home....one of them.

Or just wherever his dragons were.

As his nose began to run, Kyroh raised his arm and furiously wiped it away with the back of his sleeve. His nose had stopped, but the tears wouldn't. "I want to go now Glo." He whispered quietly.

"Obviously not LITERALLY all of the time," Gloria snapped, "that's physically and logically impossible." No unfortunately for the world, she had not yet learned to clone herself. So. This woman was an idiot for repeating her AND for making her son cry.

Gloria pretended not to hear him over there in the corner. She was almost done with her shopping now, she really was. Shame she just had to deal with this lady first.

"Maybe," she replied to the woman's last question with a proud jilt of her head. "Depends on whether or not the price is right."

Veronica chanced a look at the kid. "Of course you do," she said with a smirk. "Your mommy ought to know the Alley's no place for a baby." She gave him a smile. That kind of smile, though, that people called 'the cat looking like it's about to eat the canary'.

A second later, her eyes were back on the one with the wand. She was talking all sorts of big words now, words Veronica didn't hear too often in this neck of the woods. She grinned again. This woman didn't come here often enough, did she?

"What kind of ingredients do you have there, hmm?" she asked. "We don't need your flobberworm mucus here in the Alley."

"I want to go." Kyroh whispered quieter this time. Did that matter? That he wanted to go? Maybe not. Glo didn't seem to want to go, or maybe she hadn't heard him, or maybe what he wanted didn't matter at all.

His shoulders sunk a little lower as the tears continued to fall.

She just didn't hear him. That was it.

Kyroh slid off the chair, and took a few steps closer to his mother. Maybe if he told her from here she would hear him? Maybe-his small eyes quickly fixed on the lady who wasn't his friend at all.

She had heard him.

She had heard him and Glo hadn't. Glo wasn't listening but the mean lady was AND she was calling him a baby. She was calling him a baby even though he wasn't. But he probably looked like one because the tears wouldn't even stop falling and they just wouldn't STOP and he wanted them to. Kyroh's fists curled up into fists. "I'm NOT even a baby." The boy yelled loudly. "I don't even WANT to be friends with you. If I was a dragon I'd eat you! I'd bite your head off." And EAT her. For lunch, JUST like that! JUST like-suddenly the robe closest to the woman, the same one he had been touching erupted in a ball of flames.

SPOILER!!: the bully & the kid

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Veronica chanced a look at the kid. "Of course you do," she said with a smirk. "Your mommy ought to know the Alley's no place for a baby." She gave him a smile. That kind of smile, though, that people called 'the cat looking like it's about to eat the canary'.

A second later, her eyes were back on the one with the wand. She was talking all sorts of big words now, words Veronica didn't hear too often in this neck of the woods. She grinned again. This woman didn't come here often enough, did she?

"What kind of ingredients do you have there, hmm?" she asked. "We don't need your flobberworm mucus here in the Alley."

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"I want to go." Kyroh whispered quieter this time. Did that matter? That he wanted to go? Maybe not. Glo didn't seem to want to go, or maybe she hadn't heard him, or maybe what he wanted didn't matter at all.

His shoulders sunk a little lower as the tears continued to fall.

She just didn't hear him. That was it.

Kyroh slid off the chair, and took a few steps closer to his mother. Maybe if he told her from here she would hear him? Maybe-his small eyes quickly fixed on the lady who wasn't his friend at all.

She had heard him.

She had heard him and Glo hadn't. Glo wasn't listening but the mean lady was AND she was calling him a baby. She was calling him a baby even though he wasn't. But he probably looked like one because the tears wouldn't even stop falling and they just wouldn't STOP and he wanted them to. Kyroh's fists curled up into fists. "I'm NOT even a baby." The boy yelled loudly. "I don't even WANT to be friends with you. If I was a dragon I'd eat you! I'd bite your head off." And EAT her. For lunch, JUST like that! JUST like-suddenly the robe closest to the woman, the same one he had been touching erupted in a ball of flames.

Gloria was neither hearing her son nor listening to him, really, so focused was she on this witch she had to take care of first. She started to hold her shrunken outerwear out to the woman for inspection, as it contained the potions ingredients she needed, when Kyroh suddenly appeared beside her.

The brunette's eyes grew wide, then wider still as Kyroh stood up to the witch. Oh dear... had this not been in the middle of Knockturn Alley, Gloria might have given her son a pat on the back AND a round of applause. But as it were... she hastily turned toward the fiery velvet robe and tossed her shrunken robe containing potions ingredients on top of it.

The fire escalated as it consumed the new, highly flammable fuel. "There's your potions ingredients," she sneered at the witch, grabbing her son's hand and quickly making for the door. "Too bad for you it WAS more valuable than flobberworm guts..."

She flashed a broad smirk in the other woman's direction and hastily shoved open the door to the street, dragging her dragon boy with her.

...and then the kid was there, shouting little insults at her that only made her smirk in amusement. IF he was a dragon? If's weren't threats, but Veronica wasn't worried about telling him that. She was more worried about the woman he was with...and the potions ingredients she held.

Then things changed in the blink of an eye, and in the end, Veronica was staring at the ruined ingredients, shaking her head. It was a loss--a big one, but...did the woman even realize Veronica had never paid for them? So it was really Veronica's loss?

Ehh...

There was a fire, so Veronica clutched her wand and dashed out the door. Some of the Alley's goons would take care of the fire.

She blushed even harder as he said 'yes really'. He is quite the charmer... sweet and kind too... Eliza felt him watch her which made her want to blush or hide but she just tried to work the blush away. Finally, she got the blush to go so she looked up at him again. Elizabeth gave a slight nod, "Anytime, Jose." She saw him blush but wasnt sure why he was blushing.

Eliza tilted her head and listened to what he was saying. A blush came back to her cheeks. Before she could say anything, he had taken her hand and placed it on his chest. Her eyes widened and she gently pulled her hand back. Elizabeth hadnt noticed that she have had her arm on his shoulder until he moved it to his chest. She clasped her hands together behind her back and subtly took a few steps back. Eliza suddenly felt awkward so she didnt reply back to the melting heart stuff that he was saying. Elizabeth barely nodded at the human nature stuff, growing distracted.

She perked back up when he talked about walking to the store. Eliza nodded, "Yes... I think that is for the best." Elizabeth turned on her heel to face the direction of the store, "It is this way..." She started to walk slightly faster than she normally did down the alley. Her mind was going a hundred kilomiles a minute at the moment.

Eliza finally reached the entrance of the shop and pulled the door open. Elizabeth slid inside and looked behind her for Jose before looking at the cloaks in the shop. She needed a new black one but she wouldnt mind having some green, red, blue or purple ones. Eliza usually matched her cloak colors with her dress color for some odd reason.

Seeing her blush he smiled, well so far so good right? Hearing her respond as well was even better… then things turned for the worst for him, she had pulled her hand away from him and she even took steps back…. He tried not to show how much it hurt him that she didn't accept his affection, she was moving a lot faster than him… was she trying to run away.

At this point he didn't realize that he hand't said anything yet, should he though? would it make things worse? Coughing he followed her into the store. Staying near the entrance he let her do her shopping. "its okay.. I'm just going to stay here" why was he being so emotional, he's only been around her a few times now and he's already confessing his love. what is wrong with you Jose he said to himself. what is he going to do now.

Elizabeth looked over her shoulder at him while she tried a chocolate brown cloak on. The cloak made her blue eyes sparkle and pop. Her eyes made her look innocent and sweet as a pout formed, "Awwww why? You dont like shopping with me? I mean you dont have to stay even if you dont want to." She glanced at the mirror and gave a small twirl, checking out the cloak, "What do you think of this one?" She turned to him with the hood down and the cloak loosely fastened around her neck. Her hands were placed on her hips as she bent one leg a little. Her curls trailed down the front of the cloak except one that laid gently on her cheek. Her lips had returned to her usual sweet smile but her eyes still had a twinkle in them. It was like she forgot about what happened a few moments ago.

She glanced behind her and back into the mirror before taking off the cloak. "Hmmm maybe not..." Eliza folded it over her arm then smoothed out some wrinkles from her jeans. Elizabeth brushed back her curls so that they fell against her back. She glanced in the mirror to make sure that not a hair was out of place before starting to look at Jose again, "Are you okay, Jose?"

He forced a smile, how could she not know how he felt about her? "its not that.. just don't want to crowd you" which was kind of true but he didn't want to go into too much details her and thats when she twirled around for him, his heart sank but he kept that smile on his face. "it looks amazing" he confirmed as soon as she turned around she took it off and didn't like it.. "oh well its up to".

Anything would look great on her anyways. Seeing that she was catching on to his sudden change of mood he put an even bigger smile on "oh yeah, I'm totally fine" which wasn't true at all, well maybe physically he was fine but mentally he was in pain, his heart hurt. But he barely knew her which was totally playing with him, he knew he should feel this way so early but the heart wants what the heart wants.

Elizabeth looked at him, "You never would crowd me, Jose... What is wrong? What is going on?" A frown started to form as she looked at him, "Did I accidentally insult you? Did I do something bad?" Her stomach started to feel funny from a feeling of guilt at the thought of doing something wrong. Eliza crossed her arms over her stomach as she looked at him. Fear of hurting someone was apparent in her eyes. Elizabeth barely heard the 'it looks amazing' because she was trying to think what she did to upset him.

Elizabeth eyed him, "You sure you are fine? You can tell me if you are not... One thing I do dislike is being lied too." Eliza looked at him in concern. "If you rather not talk to me about whatever is bothering you then just say so but you do not look fine... at least not mentally..." She kept her look of concern.

Jose forced out a laugh he didn't want to let her know that he was sad. "nothing is going on" he answered as he didn't want to answer the other question of "what is wrong" ohhh more questions he felt like a little child "no… it was nothing you did" it was true so he wasn't lying to her, it was him he was sad for how he was acting towards Elizabeth.. he didn't understand it. and she was doing nothing wrong as well.

Elizabeth was being herself and if she didn't catch on that Jose was crushing on her then it was fine.. some people pick up on flirting a lot easier than others.

Trying to act like himself again he bounced up "yep, totally cool.. " as he moved with her to look at more things.. "maybe I should get some new robes too?" he looked at the huge selection.. "how long will it take me to find something I like" he thought as he wondered what he just got himself into.

She tilted her head but then nodded, "Okay." Her stomach eased up at his words. A weak smile came. It was a little forced but she didnt want to let him see that she was still frowning... She was concerned for her friend though she tried to not let it show anymore either. Elizabeth turned her back on him before looking through some cloaks, not really seeing them but just needed to do something with her hands or they would probably try to pat his back or shoulder or some other comforting thing. Eliza was trying to respect that he said nothing was up so she tried to push the thought out of her head. Her hand traced a pattern on one of the cloaks and she smiled a little.

She nodded a little, "Well, I think this is the best place to go to get them... at least in my opinion." Elizabeth laughed and smiled. Eliza looked up at him, "Gosh, sometimes you make me feel so old." She laughed and gestured, meaning the bouncing up that he had done earlier. Elizabeth still had energy though... a lot of it since she had to keep up with work and stuff. She yawned and tried to cover it. Elizabeth wandered around the store. This was stop one on her shopping list. The rest of the shops were up in Diagon Alley but she debated on just coming back to do the rest. "So see anything you like?" Elizabeth tilted her head and smiled at him.

She had pulled about five cloaks for herself and was still looking around the store but kept looking up, watching him. "So tell me more about yourself." Elizabeth looked around for a place to sit down. Her legs were killing her. She finally saw a couple seats by the fitting area. She went to one and sat down. Eliza raised one foot and rolled the ankle around and then did the same for the other. Elizabeth blushed in embarrassment, "Sorry... walking in heels for a long time anymore is just such a pain!"

Mackenna actually didn't need much else, but had plenty of time to spare before she had to meet and babysit her four year old sister. That was going to have to be done in Diagon Alley, because this kid was ~not~ suited for Knockturn Alley yet. But the time still needed to be wasted, and so the black haired girl decided she needed new clothes and wandered into this shop.

The nineteen year old didn't need much, a dress robe for her fathers party in a week and some miscellaneous items that were running low. But dress robe first. That was important. Looking at the intently with her dark brown eyes, Mackenna looked for something brightly colored, something that would make her tan skin pop. And of course it had to be something in her size. She would not look bad at one of her father's parties. That was something that could never happen.

Finally! A white dress robe in her size. Oh it was perfect. The place in Diagon Alley that did this just didn't have her style or the flowy look that these ones had. These would always be her favorite dress robes. Perfect! Now she had more time to waste after finding that so quickly, and so the girl looked nice and slowly at scarves and socks. Such a weird thing to waste time on, but she needed more of those and as she said, she liked this shop. And maybe Mackenna could become a hat person. Oooh, a way to waste even more time until she had to meet her dad and take her sister.