WHO: Noah Boot
WHAT: Early morning surprises!
WHERE: The Planetarium!
WHEN: September 1st, 11:00AM XD
September 1st was the worst day of the year.
Not if you were under the age of seventeen and older than eleven, but for Starky's Planetarium, it was the emptiest, more boring, dreadful day of the year. They had their empty days, sure, but they'd normally get at least one visitor and on September 1st it was rare that even the employees came into work.
Which was the situation at the moment. It was still early, but someone besides Noah should be around. He stood at the front desk, absentmindedly doodling on a scrap piece of parchment left there. He probably could do with a welcome witch (a cute one, preferably), and there was really no reason why he and Donovan had to do the tours, but...Noah liked having that kind of control. The planetarium was the only thing that no one dared questioned him about, and he liked the stability it gave him.
Everything was always the same. The tours started at the same time, the star shows started at the same time, and the planets continued to revolve around the sun in the same time and fashion they had for millions upon millions of years.
So when the front door banged opened, Noah was knocked completely out of his boredom induced coma. He watched as a girl rushed through the doors and past the front desk, black cloak billowing behind her.
"HEY!" he shouted, "YOU HAVE TO PAY!"
"BATHROOM!"
Oh. Noah rolled his eyes and went back to his doodling, which eventually turned into a replica of the star chart he'd been working on the night before, trying to figure out the alignment without his tools. He needed it to be done by the end of the week, because he was heading over to the muggle planetarium nearby for a lecture and wanted to be have something interesting to discuss---as much as he loved working with wizarding astronomers, the muggles always had such interesting and different point of views on things.
The little clock on the desk began to spin (it was of the moon orbiting the Earth), indicating that it was now eleven o'clock. He was going to kill all of his employees, but then again, there was no one here, they were all on speeding off on the Hogwarts Express at this very minute.
Wait--
"Hey!" he called out, looking over his shoulder at the bathroom entrances. He definitely had zoned out for a bit, but there was no way he could have missed the girl come out of the bathroom. Unless she was roaming around the planetarium, which he doubted--"Hey, get out of there!"
Noah let out a loud, annoyed breath and started toward the bathroom. She looked like a kid; her robes had definitely been in school uniform style. Didn't she know what day it was? What was she doing hanging around Diagon Alley, rushing into random bathrooms?
"Ergh, what--" Noah stepped to the side, but only after he had stepped into a puddle of...that wasn't water. Had she wet herself, or something? No, this wasn't..he had no idea what was on the floor. Maybe Remus had spilled some cleaning junk last night and had forgotten to lift it up. Sighing once more, Noah leaned into the door and knocked a few times. "Miss, are you still in there?"
Nothing. Noah didn't know why he was so tentative about entering the women's bathroom as he used to have to clean up messes there before they had a janitor, but right now with the prospect of a girl being in there--yeah, no.
"Miss?" He put his ear to the door, and strangley enough, there was a muffled sound coming from behind it. Was she crying? Oh, lovely. A moody teenager locking herself in his bathroom. Looking back to see if Lyssandra had arrived (though a moody pregnant woman might not be much better in this situation), and when he realized that his employees had taken his words of 'don't even bother coming' to heart, he cursed and opened the door.
The first thing he noticed was that all the doors were pushed open, which was--it should be normal, had there not been a woman in there earlier. The other thing was--he heard the sounds, but the muffling was...had she put a silencing charm on the bathroom? Shoddy charm work at its best. Pulling out his wand, Noah muttered the spell reversal and was hit with the loud, shrieking crying of--
"No--" Noah slipped and slid down to the last stall and let out loud, disgusted sounds at the sight. She had---there was---there was a bundle on the floor beside the toilet seat. A little squirming, pink bundle was screaming bloody murder under the guise of a grey Hogwarts sweater. "Noooo, no, no, nonono---"
He bent down and moved the sweater away, revealing the baby, the baby, bloodied up and---this girl had come in here and--"Oh, this is so fucking gross--"
Noah grimaced as he picked the baby up, trying to wipe its--his face off and---to get him to stop, "Hey--there's no crying here, shut it, okay? Just--just shut up, oh fuck--"
Biting the inside of his mouth, Noah looked toward the door, and then back at the baby. The wards at the planetarium had never been very good, he disapparated out of here all the time. The girl must be a legal witch and she'd just---for fuck's sake, after giving birth she just disapparated out of here and left the kid--
"Shut up," he scolded the baby, who was merely whimpering now. Noah's hard expression softened slightly, and he let out a breath. "All right---fine, let's--go to Mungo's."
September 1st was the worst day of the year.
