Who: Daisy Hookum and Amelia Bones
Where: Madam Primpernelle's, Diagon Alley
Date: August 31, 1977
When: Mid-afternoon
Status: Incomplete
After the town's initial wave of curiosity, Daisy's summers were usually rather quiet. Her parents were her only family on Rathlin Island, and therefore the only ones who knew where she went for each school year. Everyone else assumed that she'd been given a scholarship to a prestigious prep school of some sort due to some precociousness the teacher, Mrs. Fleming, hadn't picked up on. (The town had teasingly ridiculed her for weeks. Since then, she'd nurtured the remainder of her students tenfold, leaping at any display of aptitude and writing numerous letters to Eton about each and every one of them.)
Daisy, however, could not presently be playing the part any more the opposite of the prodigy the officials of some-impressive-school-or-other had gone to the trouble of scouting for in the North Sea. As she did every year, her mother had insisted on inspecting every single item on the shelves of every single store, and Daisy, following the routine implemented after her first year, when she'd actually been just as curious, had wandered away- into Madam Primpernelle's, of all places.
The racks of various potions and cosmetics had been more or less eradicated- due to the distance of her home and her parents' lack of magical transportation, Daisy was forced to do her school shopping late. Not to be dissuaded, however, Daisy carefully picked her way through the aisles, which more or less resembled debris from a disastrous war- one between teenaged girls over perfume intoxicated with male-attracting spells, that is. Spotting an interesting display, Daisy laced over to a rack of lip glosses ornamented with proclamations of the enhancing charms they'd been peppered with. Unabashedly, Daisy selected a much-used tester cylinder and smoothed it over her lips.
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