August 4th, 1888 - Fudge & Son Desserterie, Diagon Alley

Zinnia felt a bit anxious, truth be told. She'd never had an arranged meeting with a gentleman before. Though, it wasn't as if she was meeting with Mr. Tilcott for some secret rendezvous. He was a friend, sort of. Probably more of an acquaintance than anything but she couldn't help but feel some sort of friendship with the man. He was a bit odd, really, but he was still funny and friendly.

After she'd received his letter of affirmation, she'd sent one to her eldest sister to see that she had the day off. Luckily, she had and agreed to accompany her as a chaperone. It hadn't taken them too long to get to the Desserterie but once there Zinnia had asked her sister if she'd be okay with not sitting right at the same table as them but gotten a rather pointed look and a raised brow as a result. She'd reluctantly agreed to sit at a table right next to where she was to sit with Mr. Tilcott but she'd certainly be watching rather closely. Zinnia just hope Mr. Tilcott would be okay with the arrangements. He had insisted she bring a chaperone but she wasn't sure if he truly wanted to share his fears with more than just her, if he even wanted to share them with her.

Purchasing a lemon ice, Zinnia settled at her own table and glanced about the little shop as she waited. The sweet but sour treat was delicious and she clearly savored each little bite of it. She'd have to make sure to find some lemon sweets to take back home with her. With Honeydukes out of commission, she would need to stock up as best she could.

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