Interesting ~Friends~

[rebel]

Jasmine grinned. She pocketed half of the money, giving the rest to Angel. "Just in case." she replied quietly. The Muggle World was a dingy, dodgey place, and she knew, from experience, that you could never be too careful there.

[calcetines]

Angel nodded as she took a rubber band from her wrist and tied her hair up with it. She grinned. "Shall we go to Wheezes now?" Angel asked as they walked out the doors of Gringotts. Angel hoped the streets would fill soon, they made her nervous.

[rebel]

Jasmine nodded. Grinning, she let her cousin lead the way. She was a natural born leader, but she felt following would work to her advantage this time. They entered the streets and they were as packed as ever. Jasmine didn't know why, but they gave her a strange sense of security.

[calcetines]

Angel walked up to the door of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. For once in a very long time, it appeared to be a slow day for business. She supposed it was because it was too early for school supply shopping. She pushed open the door, and held it open for Jasmine, while scanning the shelves to find Wolfgang.

[rebel]

Jasmine walked swiftly through the doors of her father's establishment and she too scanned the shelves for Wolfgang. She checked the clock hanging above the front desk. "Probably in the back room taking inventory. Come on." she called back, already waiting for Angel to follow her into the door of the back room.

[calcetines]

Angel followed a bit more quickly than she normally would have. She was excited, for it had been over a week since she had been able to see Wolfgang. He was of age now and could work full time. She found it annoying, she didn't get to see him as often.

[rebel]

When Jasmine got into the back room, a cold draft hit her in the face, flushing her cheeks red. "What the...?" she started, but shook it off. Carefully, she stepped forward and she knew something was terribly and incredibly wrong.

[calcetines]

Angel had that feeling too, she looked around, shivering. The back room was positively freezing,and she was dressed in her summer clothes. "Wolfgang?" Angel said aloud, hearing her voice echo. She didn't like this place, it wasn't warm and cozy like the cellar at the Three Broomsticks.

[potterfreak]

Wolfgang straightened up, he had been taking inventory a few rows of shelves back, then heard his name. He was supposed to be the only one on shift until three. Odd. He peered around the shelf and saw Jasmine and Angel. His face split into a wide grin. "Hey!" He said, then walked up to Angel and placed an arm around her waist.

[rebel]

Jasmine smiled and let the couple have their time alone. She looked around the room, but saw nothing. It was just too incredibly odd. Shaking the feeling off, she turned to Wolfgang. "Sorry to just burst in on your shift." she replied.

[potterfreak]

"Ah, you're fine." Wolfgang said to Jasmine as he pulled Angel closer to him. The one inch difference in their heights stood out more now. Wolfgang didn't care that Angel was taller than him, in a way, he sort of liked it. "The place gets on your nerves when your the only one on shift." he added.

[rebel]

Jasmine nodded in agreement. "Now and then it feels different. spooky different, not good different." she added. She smiled at the height difference between Wolfgang and Angel, but didn't say anything. It was cute, although she liked being the short and petite one in her and Ryan's relationship. His masculine figure fit together with her feminine one well.

[potterfreak]

"We ought to see if we can get someone to fix the lights back here," Wolfgang added, giving Angel a gentle squeeze with the one arm he had around her. "I'm not the best with repairing charms." His specialty was Healing magic, not charms, although he did need to know them.

[calcetines]

Angel decided it was time to change the subject as she allowed Wolfgang to hold her cose to him in the cold of the back room. She didn't really care for being cold all that much. "Wolfie," Angel said, using her pet-name for him, knowing Jasmine would be mature about it. "Are you working until closing time again?"

[rebel]

Jasmine snorted. "Don't bother poor Wolfgang Angie. He can work as long as he wants. He's a big boy." she replied casually. She turned to Wolfgang. "And yes, I agree. Neither of us have a knack for Repairing Charms."