Diagon Alley - A strange place full of wonder

Robert chuckled ever so slightly and cut the laugh off before it could build. Rob disappeared behind some clothes racks and began pulling out rolls after rolls of material. He had pink, black, silver, brown and - no the brown and pink had to go. Robert threw the rolls elsewhere and took the silver off of the rack.

Robert wandered over to one of the seamstresses that were watching him and dumped the rolls of material on the floor. He scowled at her, wondering where the superiority had come from. Robert spied the sofa by the window and gestured for Rosalie to come and sit with him.

Robert sat down on the soft couch and scowled at the seamstress again.
"I want black robes, one dress one day. Inside green silk outside black. Then there needs to be a silver trimmings. Well stop staring at me get to work!" Robert snapped the last bit and rolled his eyes before standing up again.

"As much as I hate to be rude it needed to be done. How about we go and get some Ice cream, hm?"

Rosalie felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know much about clothes she wondered why she ever thought about getting her father a suit. She watched him as he went through the clothes. He was very good at it.

He got out pink black silver and brown. Then he threw the pink and brown back. She was learning. Learning that the costumer always knows want they want. And the seamstress better get it right.

She sat down on the couch next to him. "Aren't you being a little harsh?" she asked with a smile. His response was true. It did need to be done!

"My god! If it was your choice, you would have ice cream for breakfast lunch and dinner! But if your paying I will be glad to join you." she smiled.

Robert got up and pulled some ivory material off of a rack. He took it over to another seamstress and set it down with one of his more charming smiles.
"What can I do for you?" she asked kindly.
"You know the Malfoy measurements I presume?" Robert asked. The girl smiled and nodded enthusiastically, taking a folder from down by the side of her sewing machine. She opened
it for Robert to look at and he nodded.

"I want Rosalie to have a dress. Ivory in colouring but underneath around the hem of the skirt black lace. Strapless bodice type for the torso and then more black lace around the middle. Can you do that?"
"Something like this?" the seamstress said, taking out a rough sketch of something she'd obviously been drawing. It was nice, classy and exactly what Robert wanted.
"Exactly like that. Whatever the cost, make it. Whatever material you need, get it alright and perhaps a pair of shoes would be in order with that as well." Rob smiled.

The seamstress nodded and began to work. Robert rose to his full height and walked back over to Rosalie. He smiled and gently pulled Rosalie up out of her seat on the couch.
"I would rather Ice Cream than that meat that my grandmother seems to force on me. Thank god for the wizarding version of toothpaste."

Robert smiled again and took Rosalie out of the dress shop. They weaved in and out of the wizards and witches quickly shopping and Robert opened the door of the Ice Cream shop. He followed Rosalie inside and wandered over to the counter.

"Okay, what would you like?"

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(ooc: the dress is beautiful)

"That was much better you were much kinder this time. You didn't have to make me a dress and whatever will I wear it to?" Rosalie smiled. Watching him work his magic with the seamstresss was very entertaining to say the least all she had to do was to ask Rob, maybe give him a cute smile, then he'd do it.

"Starwberry and Chocolate would be nice with whip cream and a cherry on top."

Robert smiled and walked over to the counter. He yawned a little and lined up behind a young witch a little older than he. She looked a little mad and was probably into Potions but after ordering a lot of Ice Cream she disappeared over to a table. Robert raised a dark eyebrow and shrugged before walking fully up to the counter.

"Strawberry and Chocolate ice cream with the trimmings and my usual please." he smiled.

The girl nodded and began to set up the frozen treats. Robert wondered idly if the seamstresses were doing their jobs but he expect so. As annoyed as he got he wasn't quite up to par with the Malfoys when they were pissed beyond belief. Narcissa would all but kill the entire Ministry if they even touched a hair on her grandchildren's heads.

"Thanks." Robert paid the woman and clicked his fingers. The ice cream bowls rose and he sent them over to the table Rosalie was sat at. Robert put his wallet back into his pocket and wandered over to the table with a smile on his face.

"I do hope its alright." he said, slipping into his seat.

((I liked the dress too. Not so much the shoes but yeah))

(yeah...your right about the shoes. not cute at all )


Rosalie sat down at a table. The ice cream shop was one of the most extraordinary places in all of Diagon Alley. The walls were purely made of ice that never melted. Smoke rose from the floor to indicate the illusion as if you were in a freezer. Rosalie enjoyed it all. She rose up as Robert sat down and gave her the ice cream

"I so glad to be out of school for the holidays, it seemed like it was going to go on forever. The only thing I ever enjoyed doing at school was Quidditch." Rosalie took a scoop of her ice cream. Strawberry and Chocolate...best combination. Gazing up at Robert she saw a familiar face. One that she 'd never forgotten, but it was a shame that she knew Robert all these years and never noticed it before.

"You kind of remind me of someone. One of my friends from school."

"The only thing about school that I liked was the Graduation. That was quite good we all got pissed out of our minds." Rob said with a chuckle. "I think I woke up in Diagon Alley the next morning with an elderly wizard poking me, asking where my trousers were. Apparently my friends thought it would be fun to rob me of all clothing bar my underwear and a robe."

He picked up his spoon and started to push the ice cream down in the bowl, trying to make it melt quicker. It was fun to play with when it started to melt and although you aren't meant to play with your food it is a lot of fun when it is ice cream you are playing with.

Robert was severely hung over that day and spent most of it at bed back home. However he was soon bombarded by his cousins begging him to let them do his hair and other such nonsense. It probably explained the strange tattoo he now had on his torso and arm but he had yet to find out which one of those girls did it. But the glamour’s he used was enough to cover it thank god.

However it was after that point that the girls started to have more and more ink so Rob decided to give up and let them get on with it. He didn’t particularly want to know who the tattoo artist was because he'd probably be the first to have a tattoo related torture.

"Oh?" Rob said with a smile. "This friend is male right because I'd hate to be compared to one of your female friends. I bet as nice as your friends are being compared to one of the female ones wouldn't bring the biggest boost to my ego."

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"Aw that's horrible...how could you let them do that to you? Well of course we all know what its like when you start drinking. You lose all sanity and do crazy things. What could you have possibly done to make them take your trousers?" Rosalie laughed. The thought of him curled up on the floor with no close on was hilarious.

"Did you have to duck, hide, and sneak yourself in the robe shop and steal some clothes?" Rosalie chuckled again and took another scoop of her ice cream. She looked over at Rob again and indeed notice some similarities with her friend from school.

"No Robbie it's not a girl." she said annoyingly and smile.
"It's one of my friends from school. His name is Elijah. "You guys have the same eyes...and smile." Rose let out a big sigh of disappointment. The thought of thinking about school brought her back the sadness that she had felt. She was lucky though. She could tell Robbie anything and he would understand, and sometimes give her advice on the rough times of life. She knew that he noticed her disappointed face, and probably figured that the guy she was speaking of had a certain impact on her.

"Well...this semester didn't really end to well. It started off great and I was happy, but let just say I let my feelings get the best of me, and I got something that I didn't expect to happen. I don't know what I should do. Every time I see him I get butterflies in my stomach. But I know I can never be with him because, I believe that he is in love with someone else and I'm not the type of person to jeopardize love between two people. I know you've experienced atleast something similair to this before. Any advice? Should I just let it go?

"I think it was because of my stunning intuition of the female mind. They were jealous of me." Robert smirked. "Nah, it was a joke I think but Madam Malkin was quite disturbed when I walked in there all but naked. The seamstresses didn't seem to mind though."

Robert sat back in his chair and tapped his chin, remembering their doe eyes. He knew it was the fact that he wasn’t just using those changing rooms for changing clothes that got him thrown out but those girls were far from innocent and he liked that fact a little too much. He thanked Merlin that Malkin forgot that it was him enjoying one of her girls in her shop.

“As in the Krum heir?” Robert asked with a raised eyebrow. “Please don’t say I’m anything like that brat. He’s had everything at his fingertips and yet professes to be completely misunderstood. If I spent a year in Paris having sex with random girls I’d be pretty misunderstood too.” Robert scowled.

He listened to Rosalie and couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for her. The kid she’d obviously fallen for her hadn’t noticed so it seemed. Robert wondered who exactly he’d sunk his claws into.

“Baby girl he’s the biggest playboy in Europe, do you really want to get involved with that? You’ll only get hurt.”

"I believe your right. He is misunderstood and he maybe a playboy. Actually I really don't know he never told me about his past. But I think he's trying to change his ways. And he's been a good friend to me. And thanks to you, I've now gotten my answer. I just hope that the girl he love's knows about his past.

But anyway enough about me! How about you? Have you've seen any pretty girls lately, or have they seen you? And if you have found someone, you know I must check her out. Just to see if she's the right one for you. "

Rosalie took a big scoop of her ice cream and stuffed it in her mouth. Talking with her mouth full of she said, "Out of all the years I've known you, I can say I know the right one for you. And if I don't like her I will be honest and say, Robbie what they hell are you thinking?" She swallowed her ice cream. She shivered as the cold dessert slid down her throat. Clearing her throat she waited a second before speaking agian, "I hope you understood all of that Robbie." She accidently flicked her spoon and flying her direction was whipped cream. It landed and scattered all over her face. She looked at Robbie and saw his face, she could do nothing but laugh.