July, 1895 — Podmore Zoological Gardens

A simple trip to the Muggle Exhibition Hall sees Character A observe a child lean against the glass on of the snake enclosures. They're pretty sure that the child did not mean to do it, but now the snakes are out, Character B is screaming, and Character A looks up just in time to see the end of a tail slide beneath Character C's skirts.

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It never failed. No matter how good he thought the wards were and the extent he went to in order to make sure things were protected and foolproof, one slip of a child's unrestrained magic and everything fell to shit.

Syd had thought to show his sister-in-law and nephew around the zoo today and he'd turned his back for just a moment when he noticed that the glass on one of the snake's enclosures was now missing. He looked about for the pair of boas that were now loose with a groan. One was headed for the door and the was headed straight under his former colleague's skirts.

Well at least he knew all of the players. "Annabelle," he greeted slowly, "I fear we have a bit of a predicament and I'm going to encourage you not to panic." Not that he'd ever seen her panic once in the time that he'd known her, but still, some people didn't handle creatures well.

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Melinda Podmore & Annabelle Bones

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Podmore Zoological Gardens - Irvingly

Beckett had shown his wizarding prowess three days before his eighth birthday by accidentally transfiguring an ottoman Belle hated into a frankly terrifying stuffed dog. Afterwards he had informed her that it was because she hated the ottoman that he had gotten rid of it - he had not added, though she had deduced, that the dog had been for himself and the cold, dead eyes were because his untrained magic could not quite manage to create a living creature.

Since then his magic had been mostly lying in wait for the end of this summer when her youngest child would finally start Hogwarts. With three grown-up siblings to his name she knew Beckett was anxious and keen to start his own journey through life; she had not, however, expected another burst of untrained magic from her son to vanish the glass in the reptile house.

She stood still at the sound of Sydney's voice, comforted by it's familiarity if not his words. She shooed her son away with the crowd, willing herself not to read too much into his panicky face. He was a worrier, after all.

On the other hand she could feel something against her leg so she was feeling a little shaky herself.

"You might have to encourage me a little more than that," she said, rather steadily all things considered. "What is it, exactly?"

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The start of term at Hogwarts was nearly upon them, which was why Melinda found herself accepting the invitation from her brother-in-law to take herself and Hudson II to the gardens. He'd be leaving for his first year. Though she wasn't home often, she was used to seeing him there. It would be strange to only have herself and her drab husband puttering about.

Suddenly, the pleasant afternoon had turned unpleasant. A piece of one of the enclosures was gone–likely from one of the many underage magical children here–and Melinda's head swiveled as she tried to deduce what was happening. The exhibit was... the snakes, wasn't it? The large ones that made her knees feel wobbly. Hudson II had been ahead of them, closer to the exit.

While Sydney went off to take care of the mess, she thought she'd scoop up Hudson and get them out of the way (and far from those slithery creatures.) But when she turned back toward the exit to call to him, she let out a blood curdling screech instead. One of the snakes had begun to wrap itself around her son's legs. "It's going to eat him!" She cried, "Help! Sydney, do something!" Completely oblivious that Sydney was, in fact, already doing something.