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Emilia Wright for Jude Wright. Casually alienating offspring since 18882.
Separating was also not a great idea, though they weren't doing great at staying together anyway. If she were to volunteer to be the human sacrifice.. well... Hogsmeade had plenty of debutantes anyway...

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July 23, 1888 - Fudge & Son Desserterie, Diagon Alley
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10. Smell something and find the cause of it
It was perhaps a bit of an understatement to say that Monet had started going a bit stir crazy. While she hadn't gone to Hogsmeade a lot in the summers passed, it was still strange knowing she couldn't go even if she wanted to. For whatever reason, it made her all the more antsy to be able to go. Perhaps it was simply the idea of being able to go to the festival that was now starting to look as if it may not even happen. It was a frustrating thought, really, not being able to see all the attractions that the carnival was like to provide for the general populace. And when it came down to it, there was really only so much the young girl could do in London.

After much prodding and pouting, she'd finally managed to get her mother to take her to Diagon Alley for a bit of a shopping excursion. She was fairly certain her mother had only agreed so that she could look into finding another painting to put up in the house but she'd take it. Soon enough, they both had a few random items to take home but decided to stop in at the Desserterie to get a little treat before heading home.

Monet settled in at a chair as her mother approached the front counter to make a purchase of a sweet cake for them to share. No sooner after getting comfortable, however, did she smell something that didn't quite fit with the delicious smells that she'd smelled before. Her nose crinkled when a scent that was far from pleasant seemed to assault her senses and she nearly gagged. "What in Merlin's beard is that smell?" she managed to say but not without having to cover her mouth soon after.

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Domhnall had not been having the best day so had figured that some fudge would be just the ticket to cure his blue mood. He had been comfortably settled in and enjoying his dessert when he could smell something horrid but he dismissed it from his mind. He would have ignored it if a young girl hadn't brought attention to it.

"It seems to be coming from there somewhere," he spoke up, pointing in the general direction of a row of counters that didn't have any display windows. Maybe something within them had gone bad? He didn't know.

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With her nose still crinkled up, Monet turned her attention to the older boy that had responded to her rather abrupt question. Her gaze moved to where he'd pointed before looking back to him. "What do you think it could possibly be?" she asked, her voice a bit muffled thanks to the hand over her mouth.

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"I don't know but I'm curious now. A smell like that isn't the most appetizing, now is it?" He swore that he could almost taste the smell but that was probably just him. At any rate, he went towards the counters, peering into them to see if he could actually see the source. No such luck.

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Monet smiled slightly under the cover of her hand. At least she wasn't imagining things and at least he was taking an interest in finding the cause as well. She got up from her seat, glanced to her mother and saw she was still busy, and followed after him. Her nose wrinkled again when there was no source there to be found despite the fact the smell was just as bad as it'd been prior. "I can't believe the owners haven't seen it it already," she exclaimed, annoyed by it as she'd wanted to enjoy a treat and not be stuck eating with such an awful smell.

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"Quite agree," Domhnall said amiably. He imagined that they had somehow not noticed it. Who knew? Looking around to make sure he wouldn't be seen - well, other than by the girl, of course - he slipped behind the counter that he thought the smell was coming from and tried jostling it open. "Maybe they haven't because they couldn't get to it," he suggested idly as he continued struggling with the counters little door.

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