capeandcowllogs | Well, when I'm wembling west...

WHO: /Ruka, Tonks, Andromeda Tonks, Lily Potter, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, and Hermione Granger.
WHERE: a large, popular department store in the City
WHEN: Sunday, August 21st 2011
WARNINGS: Hideous outfits may pop up! Polyvore may become a timesink. Don't worry about the ladies though, Ruka is there to chaperon them.
SUMMARY: They've had over a week of relative quiet in the City. It's time to go shopping and then lunch.
FORMAT: Quick to start, then whatever. There is no posting order, multi-threads are encouraged.

Invitations had been sent out, either by text or by verbal invitation. Originally, it was just supposed to be Tonks, Ruka and Lily Potter but then others had arrived. It didn't feel right to Tonks that they be left out, so they'd been invited too.

The more the merrier, right?

Tonks looks up at the large, multi-level department store. It's big, gigantic even. Everyone is bound to find something they like, she thinks.

She's standing by one of the entrances. All that she has left to do now is wait for everyone to arrive. Tonks is easy to spot, her hair is a vivid shade of vermilion.

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Luna stood to the side of Tonks. Visibly suppressing her excitement. Not for the place, even if it was thrilling, seeing how the other half did their shopping. No, she was practically bouncing in place for her friend.

Who Luna threw her arms around the second she and the other woman reached a lull in their conversation.

"Sorry for the suddenness, but there are some things you can't do over a communicator, and I'd been meaning to." She looked a bit embarrassed. "It's very nice to see you... and this place is smashing, isn't it?"

Oh, Luna! Ginny was delighted to see her and gave her a huge hug back. She was very impressed with the massive shopping place, in all fairness, but it went right out of her head for the moment.

"Hi! Don't say sorry, I'm glad to see you too! You'll have to show me round, Luna, I'd get completely lost in a place like this."

She held on tight for as long as Ginny would let her. There was no telling, after all, she could be 'ported back or something similarly horrid at any moment. Exciting as it was, the shopping could wait.

"Hello! I'd love to, even if I may not be the best guide. Certainly no metaphorical Niffler sniffing for gold, at least... but you should ask Neville and Mrs. Potter about that."

Ginny sincerely hoped that she wouldn't be ported back any time soon. There was far too much to see her, and there were people here that she very definitely didn't want to leave behind. Luna talking about Nifflers brought her back to the present, and also made her laugh.

"Ask them about what, Nifflers? Or about shopping?"

Luna smirked, giving Ginny the best waggling finger and 'tsk tsk' she could muster. "Ah, you were letting your mind wander! There must be a whole colony of Wrackspurts around your head right now."

She tries to scoff but it comes out in a giggle. "Anyway, no, nothing like that. You should ask them about my navigational skills." And then she turned slightly crimson. "Or lack thereof."

"Wrackspurts...?" Oh Luna, this is what Ginny loves about you. "No, there can't possibly be, I'm very focused. See? Focused."

She nods seriously, but then grins. "Oh, I see. Did you get them lost then? I wouldn't hold that against you, personally, I get lost in New York just by looking at it."

"I don't think so," She says in a singsong voice. "But if you insist..."

She bit her lip. "Lost, yes. Specifically, we-- that is, Neville and I, crashed into their chimney."

Ginny looks startled, but also can't help laughing. She has such a clear image of that happening.

"What on earth were you doing up around their chimney?"

"Don't!" Luna protested -- admist a gale of giggles. "It's not funny. We didn't mean to, it's just that their chimney is very high up and the broom was going... perhaps a bit too fast."

Luna giggling just made Ginny laugh harder. She knew she should be concerned in case anyone was hurt, but honestly, she just loved Luna and Neville. She wished she'd been there.

"Are you joking, it's brilliant! Though I do now understand why neither of you played Quidditch. Did you break the chimney?"

Now that she'd said it, the scenario seemed funnier than it was embarrassing, cracking up along with Ginny.

"The chimney was fine," she managed to choke out, before breaking into another peal of loud laughter. Which caught the attention of a group of sniggering girls passing by but she didn't seem to notice. "We... were a little less so -- but don't worry! The landing was just uncomfortable. It's very tight in a chimney, did you? But the only thing we injured was our pride."

“You fell right down? Down the chimney?” Ginny’s so caught up with imagining how that must have looked that she actually stops laughing for a minute, and then bursts out with it again. Oh, this isn’t funny really, it’s technically very dangerous, and she can just picture Hermione telling both of them off for making light of it. But it’s too good a story. “Now I’m just disappointed it wasn’t near Christmas! Though Neville would make a very odd Santa.”

"I think he'd be a delightful Santa," she said, clearly taken by the idea. "Though I'm not sure he'd agree with me. Perhaps if we found some friendly reindeer, though, and a nice sleigh--" Okay. Hermione definitely wouldn't approve of them using their magic like that. "Anyway, yes. Once you look back on it, it's really quite funny, isn't it? Plus, Mrs. Potter was quite kind about it, considering what her poor chimney went through."

Ginny wasn’t exactly taking this seriously, but the thought of it greatly amused her. All she could picture was Neville dressed as Santa and riding in a Charmed sleigh for Christmas. She decided then and there that Neville must never find out about this. She didn’t think he’d go for it at all.

“Well, it’s certainly an interesting way of getting to know your neighbours. And Neville said he was staying with the Potters so they can’t have been so very angry with the two of you.”

That was quite likely one of the wisest decisions Ginny had ever made. Particularly in light of the ever-present amused gleam in Luna's eyes.

"Perhaps they are keeping him to get a headstart on the presents," she said with a guilty giggle. "No, that is mean -- he was very nice about it, actually, considering that I could have killed us both."

She frowned. Then added, unnecessarily, "Which would be far less funny."

"Yes. That would have been rather more serious." Ginny frowns a bit. "But you didn't, so don't worry. Probably not something I'd try again in a hurry though."

"Yes, I think that would be wise." Luna nodded. "Though that's no excuse not to keep trying to fly -- even if it may be a while before I go back on a broom."

Ginny tilted her head to one side. “Why a while, Luna?” She shrugged. “You shouldn’t leave it too long, you know, you might get leery of it. Charlie always said the best thing to do when you fell off was get straight back on. Mind you, he does work with dragons, so maybe not the best person to look to for safety. But he usually knows what he’s talking about with flying!”

Well, when I'm wembling west...

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