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[victoria]

That day Victoria blended in perfectly with all the muggle business people in her smart suit consisting of a blouse, pencil skirt, and blazer. Her heeled shoes clicked against the floor as she walked through the train station. Victoria didn't often come this way, much prefering to stay amongst wizards, but she had needed a break for a while. Taking the train home from work instead of apparating would provide just that, even if she would get home later than usual- she would still probably get there long before her husband.

Victoria was getting lonely, although she was fairly busy even during her free time she didn't spend much time with Michael. A sigh passed her lips as she boarded the appropriate train, aware of the eyes glancing in her direction. Victoria was used to the longing stares of men, and the jealous ones of women, but just at that moment she wished that they would stop looking at her. This would not be the case, however, as someone in the crowd of commuters called her name...