It Would Be A Shame

[Hinata Edogawa]

Set in August 2062

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Hinata Edogawa had better and worse ideas. Somehow, this landed in the middle. Her parents had decided to make a trip out of going to New Zealand to get everyone's supplies, and considering four of her siblings were starting Hogwarts in just a couple of weeks, shopping for wands was also part of the list. Her older siblings had already begged off of coming into Ollivander's to watch the triplets and Yuri get their wand and had left as quickly as they could. Hina hadn't been sure if she wanted to go as well, but decided that it was a little too cramped in the store to be comfortable. So she asked her parents if she could go to the ice cream parlour instead to wait for them. Her dad had been skeptical about it, and so was her mom, and for very good reason, but eight people going into the store for four wands really did seem to be too much. And so they'd reluctantly agreed after giving her some pocket money with a reminder that she was to go straight to Florean Fortescue's.

Hinata would like to claim that she was not lost. She knew exactly where she was. She was just a little... delayed. That's all. She was going to find her way to the ice cream parlour eventually. She knew it was around this area somewhere. It was just that she'd found Quality Quidditch Supplies first. And Kaa-san couldn't exactly scold her for that, she thought. She wasn't part of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team mostly cause it felt too overwhelming to be watched by so many students and be judged on whether she'd save a goal or not. It was unnerving just to think about it. But, she was also her mother's daughter, so she had a certain love for the game and for flying. Which is why she was at the store, just admiring the brooms. She knew that her parents would probably buy one for her if she asked, but it would be a shame to buy one when it would just sit in her trunk. She really wanted to try flying on them though, she thought sighing as her hand almost reached out to the glass display before pulling back.​

 

[Enzo Walden]

Enzo didn’t make it out to New Zealand often, but now he was a little older his parents were more comfortable with the idea o9f him spending the summer holidays with his sister Hermione, the fact that the summer holidays were actually winter in New Zealand was neither here nor there. Having attended a different school than his sister and spending most of his life in a different country to her it was sometimes difficult to connect with her, they had different references, different cultural and academic touch points. One thing they did agree on however was Quidditch, he was a Quafflepunchers’s fan and she supported the Macaws but that was just a detail, one easily overcome when your teams played in different hemispheres.

Quality Quidditch supplies in Obsidian harbour would be their meeting place once Hermione finished with her meeting which had given Enzo time to explore the shops along the harbour. There wasn’t much cause for him to buy anything on account of his school supplies being back home in France so he was mostly just window shopping, but he could very easily be convinced to buy a new broom if the one inn the window of QQS supplies was anything to go by. Enzo arrived at the shop early and stood outside admiring the display. “She’s a beauty isn’t she,” He said to no one in particular, vaguely aware there was someone next to him, his voice twinged with a soft french accent.

 

[Hinata Edogawa]

Hinata had just pulled her hand back from the display, clutching it close to her chest, when someone spoke beside her, and she flushed. She hadn't even noticed anyone come up beside her, engrossed as she was with the broom display. So much for being responsible outside. Though in her defense, she was in a pretty safe area - or it's supposed to be anyway. Well, apparently, aside from strangers randomly talking to strangers. Would it be rude if she didn't answer? It would be rude, wouldn't it? It would totally be rude. She should just answer. "Yes?" her tone unsure. Well, she was sure that the broom was a beauty. She just wasn't sure if he was talking to her. Though she was the only person in his immediate vicinity, she couldn't imagine who else he'd be talking to aside from her. Though she also couldn't imagine why he'd be talking to her. But she also couldn't imagine why anyone would be talking to her, so it really wasn't on him. It was more of a her problem than a him problem. Not that there was any problem with him. She shouldn't be having any problems with a stranger. Or a conversation, really. But it would have been rude to ignore him if he was - on the off-chance - talking to her. Oh Merlin, what if he wasn't talking to her? And she'd replied! And agreed! That's it. She really shouldn't have left her parents' side. Her parents were right, she really shouldn't be left to her own devices out in the street because she ends up talking to strangers who probably weren't even talking to her in the first place.​