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Located on the north end of the street and beside Potage's Cauldron Shop, Slug and Jiggers Apothecary is conveniently there for all your potion-making needs. Whether your a first year just starting your brewing journey for school or someone who wants to stock up their collection of potions ingredients, this shop is right for you. Almost every ingredient can be found in here. And if you don’t see it, make sure to ask the shopkeeper. They will help you to the best of their ability.
For the most part the shop is almost as identical as it used to be. Multiples shelves lined with various item including jars of all shapes and sizes filled with ingredients of various natures and tools to make the process less likely to blow up in your face. And off to one side, several barrels that contain loose ingredients are on the floor beneath bundles of feathers, fangs and claws hang from the ceiling. There's also a beautiful leather-bound grimoire, predominately displayed, that contains recipes written by each of the previous shopkeepers to share with their customers. Be careful as you flip through it, though it is spell-protected after a nasty run in with an infestation of mutants escaped from the ministry.
The only thing that has change is the smell. Once you entered it doesn't smell as bad as it used to be. No rotten eggs smell anymore. You still have some subtle smell but it's not as unpleasant: a little trick of the new owner.
Pips appeared in the apothecary with a loud POP!, followed by a hiccup, hiccup, hiccup. In all honesties, Pips was a very nervous elf today. It wasn't every day Pips left the castle, especially the kitchens.
But there was Pips, holding with a tiny hand a list of ingredients that was needed for the new school year. This was a very important duty for Pips because Mister Master Headmaster and Mister Master Potions were all counting on him. Plus Algamus would be so, so, so angry if Pips failed to finish the job.
Hiccup, hiccup. Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup.
Pip's big eyes looked up and down the shelves, not knowing where to begin looking for the items that were needed. Up and down the aisles Pips went, his eyes darted from the list to the ingredients and back to the list again.
Hiccup.
Was there a studentsie or anybodies around to help poor, poor Pips?
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Thanks to the efficiency of January, Charles Hollingberry was on grandfather duty today. Well, at least for his lunch break. It gave him not only the opportunity to be seen by and mingle with the public - rather than exist as some mysterious being shrouded by the oftentimes bleak walls of the Ministry - but almost more importantly he was able to take his grandson out for a bit of much needed shopping. Of course he had seen Potage's Cauldron Shop next door, but there was a bit of loyalty to Slug and Jiggers Apothecary from his own school days. Not to mention his persistent peach of a daughter had been VERY adamant about purchasing this new cauldron from here. Which had Charles rather keen on having a word with the shopkeeper.
"This way, m'boy," he beckoned his grandson along with while gleefully holding his hand as though the boy were still five and needed guidance. And the reminder to not touch or otherwise stack ingredients.
Rather accustomed to grandpa's antics by now, Eiji permitted the man to hold his hand and even held it back with some trepidation. He had not been particularly keen on all the looks and rubbing elbows that came when going out with grandpa these days, preferring the quiet privacy that they had once had before he, well, before he had become Minister for Magic. He was proud, of course, and mum and dad were too...Eiji just preferred not to be in the spotlight. Thankfully grandpa didn't ask question upon question about Eloise.
Speaking of...he missed her.
But first things first. A new cauldron.
"I know, grandpa," he sighed, feet a little heavy as he was dragged about the shop. "Dad used to take me here a lot before I started Hogwarts, remember?" Glancing at the shelves, he wondered if he could get grandpa to but him some more ingredients for his stock...beyond what Professor Noble required. Though the budding third year preferred to collect his own ingredients rather than purchase them, but there were just some things not easily come by - if at all - on the Hogwarts grounds.
It was the sound of hiccuping that alerted the Slytherin to the presence of another, and his pale green-hazel eyes peered around until he spotted --- "....a house elf?" Naturally, given his mum, he knew who the elves at Hogwarts were and only one ever hiccuped like that. "Pips?"
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Large eyes were still glancing from the list to the items on the shelf and back again. At this point, they looked like they could pop out at any moment. Where, oh where, did the shopkeeper put his leechsies? And the mucus of flobberwormies?
At this point Pips wished Mister Master Headmaster wanted him to fetch supplies for the kitchen to make delicious foodsies. Now THAT was something Pips could do easy peasy. Pips wasn't familiar with potion ingredients. In fact, he was now reaching for an item that wasn't even on his list.
Hiccup!
Pips jumped a few inches off the floor when his name was called, and then he ever so slowly turned around, a hiccup or two escaping his mouth. Was Pips going to get a smacking? Pips was doing his best with the shoppings, he is! Yes, Pips is! Pips swears it!
But then his eyes fell on a nice boy and ... hiccup! ... Mister Minister for Magics!
The elf bowed looooooooooooooooow to the ground and then squeaked, "Young Sir and Mister Minister for Magics!" He then held out his list, his eyes still staring at their shoes. "Pips is looking for potions ingredients, Young Sir and Mister Minister for Magics. But Pips is having a hard time, you sees. Pips knows these ingredients not."
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Eiji had forgotten how much of a nuisance he found all the hiccuping to be, but silently reminded himself through a deep exhale that it was out of his control and simply one of the mechanics of this particular house elf. Though maybe he could discuss something with Professor Noble to help alleviate said hiccuping?
It was more curiosity that compelled him to take the list to examine more than a genuine want to help. House elves were more something his mum dotted upon and it was a bit embarrassing finding scribblings in old yearbooks or bathroom stalls referring to his mum as the 'part house elf of Hogwarts'. "I know these," he nodded confidently. He wouldn't bother telling Pips that some could be easily collected rather than purchased. He didn't have the patience for a house elf crisis. Orders being orders and all that.
Now, it had been QUITE a while since Charles had been a student and even then he had never been particularly friendly with the house elves. Certainly not enough to know any of them by name. He was not surprised that his grandson was, however. He was more his mother's son that he would let on. Ah, a testament to what his precious sun blossom had accomplished during her Hogwarts years!
"Oh well isn't that just SPLENDID! Eiji, you can help our floppy eared friend out!" Charles was still unsure what to make of Trentula's decision to make the house elves act as the caretakers of Hogwarts rather then fill the spot with another capable hand, though he supposed it made sense as well and was more pooling the school's already existing resources rather than expediting. And he still couldn't be MORE proud of the young man in his accomplishment of becoming Headmaster! "Do hope these ingredients are for general supply rather than any one specific purpose."
He was teasing. Somewhat.
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It was a good day for shopping, and Mary Muldoon continued searching for everything she would need to go to Hogwarts.
Mary Muldoon entered the apothecary, and took a sniff of the interesting spell that wafted through the air. She walked up to the counter and asked for a set of glass phials and a brass scale. She had already gotten her cauldron from Potages.
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Another summer…another busy season.
Or rather a VERY busy season as summer always was. Gideon had survived his first summer the previous year so he had some clue as to what he had to contend with but that didn’t mean the young shopkeeper could let his guard down. There was still all the hustle and bustle of students and families as they prepared for another upcoming school term. At least his last batch of potions had been finished before the morning rush. It was hard to keep track of brewing when the tinkling of the bell on the door always caught his attention and pulled him away to assist who he needed to.
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It was a good day for shopping, and Mary Muldoon continued searching for everything she would need to go to Hogwarts.
Mary Muldoon entered the apothecary, and took a sniff of the interesting spell that wafted through the air. She walked up to the counter and asked for a set of glass phials and a brass scale. She had already gotten her cauldron from Potages.
Wiping the counter between customers, he watched as a young girl approach. Gideon was about to ask if she needed help since there was nothing in her grasp to purchase when she spoke up herself. “Of course…” he said with a polite nod as he moved behind to the counter to where he had stocked some of the standard school supplies within easy reach so he didn’t have to wander away when he had a full long line of customers to contend with.
“Will that be all?” Gideon asked as he set down the vials and scale on the wooden surface between them.
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Eiji had forgotten how much of a nuisance he found all the hiccuping to be, but silently reminded himself through a deep exhale that it was out of his control and simply one of the mechanics of this particular house elf. Though maybe he could discuss something with Professor Noble to help alleviate said hiccuping?
It was more curiosity that compelled him to take the list to examine more than a genuine want to help. House elves were more something his mum dotted upon and it was a bit embarrassing finding scribblings in old yearbooks or bathroom stalls referring to his mum as the 'part house elf of Hogwarts'. "I know these," he nodded confidently. He wouldn't bother telling Pips that some could be easily collected rather than purchased. He didn't have the patience for a house elf crisis. Orders being orders and all that.
Now, it had been QUITE a while since Charles had been a student and even then he had never been particularly friendly with the house elves. Certainly not enough to know any of them by name. He was not surprised that his grandson was, however. He was more his mother's son that he would let on. Ah, a testament to what his precious sun blossom had accomplished during her Hogwarts years!
"Oh well isn't that just SPLENDID! Eiji, you can help our floppy eared friend out!" Charles was still unsure what to make of Trentula's decision to make the house elves act as the caretakers of Hogwarts rather then fill the spot with another capable hand, though he supposed it made sense as well and was more pooling the school's already existing resources rather than expediting. And he still couldn't be MORE proud of the young man in his accomplishment of becoming Headmaster! "Do hope these ingredients are for general supply rather than any one specific purpose."
He was teasing. Somewhat.
Over the eleven-year-old’s head, there was the sight of an older man that looked vaguely familiar to Gideon from the angle they both were in. And a boy seemed to be with him. Was that…? And was that a house elf? The potioner made a note to maybe go and see who it was when the girl was done with her purchases. But for now, he was returning his attention to the girl since she was important and right in front of him. Well most of it anyway.
Or rather a VERY busy season as summer always was. Gideon had survived his first summer the previous year so he had some clue as to what he had to contend with but that didn’t mean the young shopkeeper could let his guard down. There was still all the hustle and bustle of students and families as they prepared for another upcoming school term. At least his last batch of potions had been finished before the morning rush. It was hard to keep track of brewing when the tinkling of the bell on the door always caught his attention and pulled him away to assist who he needed to.
Wiping the counter between customers, he watched as a young girl approach. Gideon was about to ask if she needed help since there was nothing in her grasp to purchase when she spoke up herself. “Of course…” he said with a polite nod as he moved behind to the counter to where he had stocked some of the standard school supplies within easy reach so he didn’t have to wander away when he had a full long line of customers to contend with.
“Will that be all?” Gideon asked as he set down the vials and scale on the wooden surface between them.
Over the eleven-year-old’s head, there was the sight of an older man that looked vaguely familiar to Gideon from the angle they both were in. And a boy seemed to be with him. Was that…? And was that a house elf? The potioner made a note to maybe go and see who it was when the girl was done with her purchases. But for now, he was returning his attention to the girl since she was important and right in front of him. Well most of it anyway.
Mary took her equipment and pushed the galleons toward the man. She didn't speak anything more add she took the vials and scales. She walked out of the store staring down at her feet and almost running into another customer.
As she exited into Diagon, she found relief from the confined space, fragile items, and of smells. It was better for her anti-social personality.
Eiji had forgotten how much of a nuisance he found all the hiccuping to be, but silently reminded himself through a deep exhale that it was out of his control and simply one of the mechanics of this particular house elf. Though maybe he could discuss something with Professor Noble to help alleviate said hiccuping?
It was more curiosity that compelled him to take the list to examine more than a genuine want to help. House elves were more something his mum dotted upon and it was a bit embarrassing finding scribblings in old yearbooks or bathroom stalls referring to his mum as the 'part house elf of Hogwarts'. "I know these," he nodded confidently. He wouldn't bother telling Pips that some could be easily collected rather than purchased. He didn't have the patience for a house elf crisis. Orders being orders and all that.
Now, it had been QUITE a while since Charles had been a student and even then he had never been particularly friendly with the house elves. Certainly not enough to know any of them by name. He was not surprised that his grandson was, however. He was more his mother's son that he would let on. Ah, a testament to what his precious sun blossom had accomplished during her Hogwarts years!
"Oh well isn't that just SPLENDID! Eiji, you can help our floppy eared friend out!" Charles was still unsure what to make of Trentula's decision to make the house elves act as the caretakers of Hogwarts rather then fill the spot with another capable hand, though he supposed it made sense as well and was more pooling the school's already existing resources rather than expediting. And he still couldn't be MORE proud of the young man in his accomplishment of becoming Headmaster! "Do hope these ingredients are for general supply rather than any one specific purpose."
He was teasing. Somewhat.
When the list was taken, Pips let out a loud hiccup! Nerves were getting the better of him. Pips just wanted to get the ingredients Mister Master Headmaster and Mister Master Potions needed and return to the kitchens where Pips did his bestest work.
But a smile did appear on Pip's face when the Young Sir said that he knew of the ingredients that were on the list. Would he help Pips? Mister Master Headmaster didn't tell Pips that he couldn't get help... Pips just hoped no one told Algamus. Or that Algamus showed up. Pips didn't wanted to be smacked, oh no Pips didn't.
It was at that point Pips finally stood back to normal, no longer bowing for what had to have been a very, very long time. Big eyes looked from the Young Sir to Mister Minister for Magics.
"Oh yessus, Mister Minister for Magics. Pips is getting ingredients for all sorts of uses. For Mister Master Potions and the studentsies." For extra emphasis, Pips nodded his head rapidly, his ears flopping this way and that.
Hiccup, hiccup.
"And Pips would like the help very much, Pips would," he added as an afterthought to the Young Sir and Mister Minister for Magics. Pips still did not know where they kept the leechsies, mucus of flobberwormies, and other things in this place.
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There didn’t seem to be anything else as Gideon didn’t get any answer but for the girl to hand over her money and take her purchases even before he had a chance to wrap everything up for her for safe keeping. Alright then. The shopkeeper couldn’t really fault her for her actions as he quite remembered his own younger years where he was a shy, completely in the shadows boy. At least she had given him the correct amount in her haste since she also hadn’t given him the chance to tell her how much it all was.
Setting the money safe in the cash register, he was free to investigate the seemingly familiar presence in the shop. Sure enough it was Kurumi’s father, otherwise known nowadays as the British Minister of Magic. And was that her son? Was he and Kurumi old enough for his old friend to have a child his age?
“Good day, Minister,” Gideon greeted politely as he came up to the little group, the house elf speaking about needing help or something like that. “Could I be of any help myself?” After all it was his shop and it was relatively empty at the moment aside from those before him so he was free to assist all three of them.
Malachi walks into the Apothecary with slight excitement, he’s heard about potion making and found it fascinating. He takes out his school supplies list and looks at what he’s supposed to get.
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Malachi walks into the Apothecary with slight excitement, he’s heard about potion making and found it fascinating. He takes out his school supplies list and looks at what he’s supposed to get.
While straightening up the shop during a quiet moment, Gideon heard the chime of the door and moved to investigate. He was greeted by a young boy who seemed to be looking around with an air of wonder. "May I help you?" he asked quietly, hoping not to startle the boy.
While straightening up the shop during a quiet moment, Gideon heard the chime of the door and moved to investigate. He was greeted by a young boy who seemed to be looking around with an air of wonder. "May I help you?" he asked quietly, hoping not to startle the boy.
Malachi jumps a little before turning to se a guy looking at him with slight curiosity then he processes what they had asked. "Um I’m here for school shopping, Hogwarts, it’s going to be my first year. Could you help me find what I’m looking for?"
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Malachi jumps a little before turning to se a guy looking at him with slight curiosity then he processes what they had asked. "Um I’m here for school shopping, Hogwarts, it’s going to be my first year. Could you help me find what I’m looking for?"
Ooops. The boy still acted in surprise. "Of course...it's what I'm here for." Not everyone could just find everything that they might need all by themselves. Students, especially incoming first years, couldn't be expected to for sure. "Now for a first year as yourself, there are three things you definitely need for potions," he replied, moving to lead the boy where each lay upon the shelves.
"One pewter cauldron...one set of glass phials...and one set of brass scales." Each item picked up and put securely in his grasp as he turned back to the boy. "Would that be all?"
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Only working part time at St. Mungo's was working wonders for Elodie's mental health. She had been able to use her days off to be with the girls, to work hard on her marriage (this had been difficult) and to finally start laying down the plans for her clinic. This had been something in the works since she her gotten herself straight after Cecily's birth and only now was she able to start putting things together. She had all of her planning permission, all of her budget worked out and she was ready to start getting everything stocked and ready as the months went by. A little bit here and a little bit there. She wanted everything before she started building the right team up.
And she wanted a fully stocked potions pantry for that team. When this finally happened.
So she pocketed the packet of sunflower seeds she had been snacking on as she walked around the apothecary, noting down the stock that they had that might be important for her to have.
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Only working part time at St. Mungo's was working wonders for Elodie's mental health. She had been able to use her days off to be with the girls, to work hard on her marriage (this had been difficult) and to finally start laying down the plans for her clinic. This had been something in the works since she her gotten herself straight after Cecily's birth and only now was she able to start putting things together. She had all of her planning permission, all of her budget worked out and she was ready to start getting everything stocked and ready as the months went by. A little bit here and a little bit there. She wanted everything before she started building the right team up.
And she wanted a fully stocked potions pantry for that team. When this finally happened.
So she pocketed the packet of sunflower seeds she had been snacking on as she walked around the apothecary, noting down the stock that they had that might be important for her to have.
His potions stock fully...well stocked, Gideon left his brewing to straighten up the shelves of the shop. Little shifts here, reorganizing a section that had obviously been searched through there. It was then that he noticed a woman walkin around, her gaze wandering as she went. "May I help you with anything?" he asked, the shopkeeper wondering if she was looking for anything in particular.
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Lex was in here for apothecary reasons. Yes, that's why she was in this store and she had every intention of doing things related to this store so there she was walking and things while her RPer decided if Emm was along for this RP. Yes, just a nice day out in DA shopping and stuff. Brilliant day this was.
And then there was another presence, one that was more familiar given her job. Gideon might not have gotten personally into trouble that involved aurors with both his ministry job and the shop, but that didn't mean he wasn't aware of her and her people. "May I help you?"
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She was annoyed but not quite livid. It was.....a visible sort of annoyance, one she knew the 6 year old could feel all too well but it wasn't the ranting and cussing like she sometimes fell into when the little girl was being.....exceptionally trying on her patience.
Sneaking into her potions equipment, breaking all the phials under the excuse that she just wanted to "try it, too". Yeah...the former Gryffindor was pretty up there steaming but was getting better at controlling those moments. Only yelled that once then got quiet and seethy. Improvement, no? At any rate, it was better than when the then infant had gotten into the potions and swallowed things she shouldn't have. Nevermind how determined the 6 year old would've had to be to get into them NOW, Lex was keeping her composure. Calm. Calm.
Alexa moved briskly through the store, her grip firm but not abrasive around Emmerson's wrist as she pulled her along. This would be a short trip. There would be no stop in the candy shop. There would be no new toys from WWW. They would not get ice-cream. Someone was in huge trouble.
It was a little difficult keeping up with the wide steps her mother took but at this point, she knew better than to protest. She hadn't meant to break everything. How was she supposed to know climbing the shelves like that would make it happen? Now her knees hurt and she had a bandaid and a sinking feeling the yelling her mother hadn't done at the house would be done when they got back.
She WAS sorry but Mummy seemed to get angrier every time she said it, so she'd stopped for now and would wait til later to give her hugs and cuddles and make everything better. Yes. She'd wait for bedtime and everything would be okay. For now, she did her best not to touch anyth--"AUNTIE ELODIE!!!"Without thinking, the 6 year old tugged away sharply and ran toward the woman, all grins. Angry mother? What angry mother? "HI! HIIIIII! Where's Italy??" That's what Mummy called her and she liked it too so she did.
Circe sake. "Emmerson!" The words the kid had yelled before running off didn't register, only the fact that she had. Lex turned sharply on her heel to go after her, pausing only as the shopkeeper addressed her. Help? He could maybe help her stay out of Azkaban. Breathe, Alexa. "New phials to start."
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His potions stock fully...well stocked, Gideon left his brewing to straighten up the shelves of the shop. Little shifts here, reorganizing a section that had obviously been searched through there. It was then that he noticed a woman walkin around, her gaze wandering as she went. "May I help you with anything?" he asked, the shopkeeper wondering if she was looking for anything in particular.
With a side glance, Elodie pocketed her list. "I'm just looking, thanks. Figuring out what I'll need and where I can get it from, is all." She wasn't really planning on buying anything today, nor was she up to discuss her plans for what she was looking for. But she knew it was his job. So....he was lucky she hadn't told him to bog off.
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She was annoyed but not quite livid. It was.....a visible sort of annoyance, one she knew the 6 year old could feel all too well but it wasn't the ranting and cussing like she sometimes fell into when the little girl was being.....exceptionally trying on her patience.
Sneaking into her potions equipment, breaking all the phials under the excuse that she just wanted to "try it, too". Yeah...the former Gryffindor was pretty up there steaming but was getting better at controlling those moments. Only yelled that once then got quiet and seethy. Improvement, no? At any rate, it was better than when the then infant had gotten into the potions and swallowed things she shouldn't have. Nevermind how determined the 6 year old would've had to be to get into them NOW, Lex was keeping her composure. Calm. Calm.
Alexa moved briskly through the store, her grip firm but not abrasive around Emmerson's wrist as she pulled her along. This would be a short trip. There would be no stop in the candy shop. There would be no new toys from WWW. They would not get ice-cream. Someone was in huge trouble.
It was a little difficult keeping up with the wide steps her mother took but at this point, she knew better than to protest. She hadn't meant to break everything. How was she supposed to know climbing the shelves like that would make it happen? Now her knees hurt and she had a bandaid and a sinking feeling the yelling her mother hadn't done at the house would be done when they got back.
She WAS sorry but Mummy seemed to get angrier every time she said it, so she'd stopped for now and would wait til later to give her hugs and cuddles and make everything better. Yes. She'd wait for bedtime and everything would be okay. For now, she did her best not to touch anyth--"AUNTIE ELODIE!!!"Without thinking, the 6 year old tugged away sharply and ran toward the woman, all grins. Angry mother? What angry mother? "HI! HIIIIII! Where's Italy??" That's what Mummy called her and she liked it too so she did.
Circe sake. "Emmerson!" The words the kid had yelled before running off didn't register, only the fact that she had. Lex turned sharply on her heel to go after her, pausing only as the shopkeeper addressed her. Help? He could maybe help her stay out of Azkaban. Breathe, Alexa. "New phials to start."
It was then that she heard her name being yelled and found herself smiling. She knew the voice of everyone important in her life and this little person was one of them. With an equally wide grin, she gave Emmerson a one-armed hug and stroked her hair. "Hi, sweetheart. You okay? Where's Mummy?" She knew Lex would be somewhere nearby, but her mother instinct kicked in and she wanted to double check... just in case. She knew her friend would do the same if it were Cecily on the loose in the alley. Hell, Elodie bet Alexa would be finding Cecily here, there and everywhere as she got older. It was already hard enough to keep track of the little dancer.
"Cece is at school, sweetheart. She's.. learning all those basic muggle things." And that was a firm reminder that Elodie needed to get her into something with Wizarding knowledge again.
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She was annoyed but not quite livid. It was.....a visible sort of annoyance, one she knew the 6 year old could feel all too well but it wasn't the ranting and cussing like she sometimes fell into when the little girl was being.....exceptionally trying on her patience.
Sneaking into her potions equipment, breaking all the phials under the excuse that she just wanted to "try it, too". Yeah...the former Gryffindor was pretty up there steaming but was getting better at controlling those moments. Only yelled that once then got quiet and seethy. Improvement, no? At any rate, it was better than when the then infant had gotten into the potions and swallowed things she shouldn't have. Nevermind how determined the 6 year old would've had to be to get into them NOW, Lex was keeping her composure. Calm. Calm.
Alexa moved briskly through the store, her grip firm but not abrasive around Emmerson's wrist as she pulled her along. This would be a short trip. There would be no stop in the candy shop. There would be no new toys from WWW. They would not get ice-cream. Someone was in huge trouble.
It was a little difficult keeping up with the wide steps her mother took but at this point, she knew better than to protest. She hadn't meant to break everything. How was she supposed to know climbing the shelves like that would make it happen? Now her knees hurt and she had a bandaid and a sinking feeling the yelling her mother hadn't done at the house would be done when they got back.
She WAS sorry but Mummy seemed to get angrier every time she said it, so she'd stopped for now and would wait til later to give her hugs and cuddles and make everything better. Yes. She'd wait for bedtime and everything would be okay. For now, she did her best not to touch anyth--"AUNTIE ELODIE!!!"Without thinking, the 6 year old tugged away sharply and ran toward the woman, all grins. Angry mother? What angry mother? "HI! HIIIIII! Where's Italy??" That's what Mummy called her and she liked it too so she did.
Circe sake. "Emmerson!" The words the kid had yelled before running off didn't register, only the fact that she had. Lex turned sharply on her heel to go after her, pausing only as the shopkeeper addressed her. Help? He could maybe help her stay out of Azkaban. Breathe, Alexa. "New phials to start."
Right…starting with vials. “Will do,” he remarked with a nod, moving to the shelves to retrieve said phials. Gideon almost asked if she wanted glass or crystal, but given the air around her, not to mention the young girl, it seemed the need might have been because of broken ones so he stuck with the glass. Better not to rack up the expense if they might accidentally be broken…again. The shopkeeper just hoped they didn’t have damage to today.
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With a side glance, Elodie pocketed her list. "I'm just looking, thanks. Figuring out what I'll need and where I can get it from, is all." She wasn't really planning on buying anything today, nor was she up to discuss her plans for what she was looking for. But she knew it was his job. So....he was lucky she hadn't told him to bog off.
It was then that she heard her name being yelled and found herself smiling. She knew the voice of everyone important in her life and this little person was one of them. With an equally wide grin, she gave Emmerson a one-armed hug and stroked her hair. "Hi, sweetheart. You okay? Where's Mummy?" She knew Lex would be somewhere nearby, but her mother instinct kicked in and she wanted to double check... just in case. She knew her friend would do the same if it were Cecily on the loose in the alley. Hell, Elodie bet Alexa would be finding Cecily here, there and everywhere as she got older. It was already hard enough to keep track of the little dancer.
"Cece is at school, sweetheart. She's.. learning all those basic muggle things." And that was a firm reminder that Elodie needed to get her into something with Wizarding knowledge again.
"Very well." Gideon wouldn't bug her if he wasn't needed. "Just let me know if I can assist in anyway," he added, about to leave her to return to the first woman with the phials to see what might be next on however long her list might turn out to be when the little girl from before actually came rushing towards the woman who didn't need help.
Could they be connected? Certainly seemed that way.
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"Mummy's not happy right now--I got cut! Look!" The 6 year old lifted her knee as high as she could, hopping precariously on her other leg with a large bandage wrapped about, lightly stained red. "I fell--I was hiiiigh up and then...and then I was gonna make potions like Mummy does--she doesn't like me climbing the shelves. They fell. I fell--how come Italy has to go to school? What's school like? I didn't have classes today."
The wild rambles and hopping stopped the moment she felt a hand on her shoulder and the familiar scent of her mother flooded her nostrils. She quieted noticeable but even then was not entirely silent.
"Look Mummy, Auntie Elodie." She tried, suddenly aware she was in trouble again and suddenly less bouncy.
Her daughter was a lesson in patience and had always been. Today would not be the exception, even after already being in hot water. Elodie's presence took a bit of the edge off there, as did the shopkeeper's intervention. She tightened her hand on the little girl's shoulder, silently indicating she'd had enough of her for the day. "Sometimes I think she'd be better off at school." Lex chimed in, sparing her kid a glance. "Longer hours, more often in the week, less time to get her hands in things."
At current, it was evident that even with dance and gymnastics, Emmerson still had WAY too much energy at any one point in the day.
"What're you doing here?"
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"Mummy's not happy right now--I got cut! Look!" The 6 year old lifted her knee as high as she could, hopping precariously on her other leg with a large bandage wrapped about, lightly stained red. "I fell--I was hiiiigh up and then...and then I was gonna make potions like Mummy does--she doesn't like me climbing the shelves. They fell. I fell--how come Italy has to go to school? What's school like? I didn't have classes today."
The wild rambles and hopping stopped the moment she felt a hand on her shoulder and the familiar scent of her mother flooded her nostrils. She quieted noticeable but even then was not entirely silent.
"Look Mummy, Auntie Elodie." She tried, suddenly aware she was in trouble again and suddenly less bouncy.
Her daughter was a lesson in patience and had always been. Today would not be the exception, even after already being in hot water. Elodie's presence took a bit of the edge off there, as did the shopkeeper's intervention. She tightened her hand on the little girl's shoulder, silently indicating she'd had enough of her for the day. "Sometimes I think she'd be better off at school." Lex chimed in, sparing her kid a glance. "Longer hours, more often in the week, less time to get her hands in things."
At current, it was evident that even with dance and gymnastics, Emmerson still had WAY too much energy at any one point in the day.
"What're you doing here?"
Her Mummy frown set in and she placed a kiss on the little girls head. "This is why you gotta listen to what Mummy tells you, Emm. What might happen if she hadn't known you got hurt?" Ugh, these girls and their love of exploring shelves. Why was it that they didn't know how to listen? Cece did the exact same in their library, but luckily books didn't give cuts like that. "She has to learn, silly. That's what school is for. Like you have your classes. She goes to a special school that makes sure she knows her things about Wizards and Muggles and dance too!"
Looking up from Emmerson, Elodie smiled at Lex. "Having Ceec at school means I get that time to myself or with Lunie." Or at work, anyway. Or seeing old 'friends' that had came out of the woodwork.
"Just thinking about what stock to have on deck when the clinic eventually opens. I assume you're restocking your shelves after someones accident?"
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The summer season was finally here and the festivities surrounding the Wizarding World Cup had barely begun. Yet Gideon was already seeing the results within his shop. Adults and students alike flooding Diagon Alley and the alley’s various businesses. Including the apothecary. He’d previously set out a whole flush of fresh stock earlier in the week and was now filling in here and there whenever he could manage and it was only Thursday.
Thank Merlin he had made sure to have added seasonal help this time around.
Gideon carefully balanced a small pile of size 2 pewter cauldrons from the backroom, one of his assistants passing in the opposite direction after unloading his own supplies. It was good for business all in all. Very busy…incredibly hectic at times…but good. He just hoped they and the shop all survived the experience.
Ah, summer. It was warm and that's how Analiese liked it. Not too hot though. Now what did she need? Analiese counted the places she went in her head. I've gone to Ollivander's, Flourish and Blotts, and Potage's, was what was circling in her head. Not to forget Wiseacre's, she thought. Now the apothecary. Ugh. She liked potions but it probably reeked in there. She walked into the shop and was greeted by a much, much nicer smell than she imagined. Analiese thought it would smell of something like rotten eggs, but her imagination was something out of this world.
Back to what she needed for Hogwarts. Analiese checked her supply list and by the look of things, all she needed was a set of brass scales and some glass or crystal phials. She had already bought her cauldron from Potage's. The 11-year-old placed the list back in her pocket and looked up. She walked around to look for a brass scale. Analiese tripped on her shoelace and her hip hit a nearby shelf. Now she had a sharp pain in her hip. How convenient.
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Ugh!
Nothing like seemingly having a bad day. First he had discovered the latest shipment of supplies he had ordered had been delayed in transit for at least a week. Then, the relatively simple potion he had been brewing had decided to act up and cause a mess. Gideon didn't know what was up, but for now he was stepping away from the back rooms. Nothing more could be done there at the moment without risk of making more trouble or frustration. Maybe absently and peacefully straightening up the front of shop was in order, the man picking up a rag from behind the counter and moving around the shelves for a bit to clean here and there.
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Ugh!
Nothing like seemingly having a bad day. First he had discovered the latest shipment of supplies he had ordered had been delayed in transit for at least a week. Then, the relatively simple potion he had been brewing had decided to act up and cause a mess. Gideon didn't know what was up, but for now he was stepping away from the back rooms. Nothing more could be done there at the moment without risk of making more trouble or frustration. Maybe absently and peacefully straightening up the front of shop was in order, the man picking up a rag from behind the counter and moving around the shelves for a bit to clean here and there.
Adam tappity-tapped his way into the shop then paused to let his eyes adjust behind his big over-sized purple sunglasses. His support cane was clutched in his left hand and a small list of things he needed was in his right. He had taken the time to write it out before he left work and it had taken him a while to do. The handwriting wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t great either and there might have been one or two things written in German as he tended to do when he forgot what the item was called in English.
While his eyesite was getting better – kind of – it wasn’t back to normal and Adam had his doubts that it ever would be normal again. His one concern was tapping around the shop and accidently bumping into things or whacking something with his support cane. He sighed. He probably should have asked someone to come along with him, but who would he have asked?
Over the usual apothecary smells, Adam could smell something…off…but he wasn’t sure what it was. Perhaps a potion brewing in the back room or next door. It smelled like the bubble over had burned. He also heard someone moving around. ”Hallo?” he called with his heavy German accident. Maybe the shop keeper was around and could help him with his list. Adam was sure taking a few minutes to help him would be preferable to Adam bumbling around the shop blindly.
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