Who: Pansy Parkinson + Adrian Pucey
What: A spot of shopping in Diagon Alley and then who knows
Where: Diagon Alley, London
When: Daytime - 14th November
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

After traveling to a few of the word's fashion capitals after her graduation, the return to Diagon Alley's little shops was... well, utterly dull. It was like the wizarding world's fashion in London was stuck five years in the past compared to the rest of the world. At least, that was Pansy's opinion - and her opinion was the only one that counted thank you very much.

She hadn't heard from Daphne or any of the other girls she deemed worthy enough to call friend but that didn't mean anything. She knew not everyone was using the journals just yet as a means to keep in touch with everyone and honestly, Pansy really couldn't be bothered with writing an owl. Her friends would contact her when they wanted something - that was generally the way Slytherins worked.

Shopping on her own wasn't as horrid as one would think. In fact, Pansy enjoyed it. It provided her with the opportunity to get something her friends would be truly jealous of. Like the new emerald green scarf she acquired that went perfecting with a handbag she had at home. She wrapped said scarf tighter around her neck, the air chilly today, as she walked toward the Gringotts end of Diagon. Lost in her own little world, she didn't notice the person in her path until she bumped into them.

"Excuse you!" She said abruptly, "Learn to watch where you are going, imbecile." Needless to say, Pansy was never the one in the wrong.