July 31, 1894 — Lochrin's
Isla Bowen

It was the first day of the busiest part of the year--that last month before Hogwarts started up, when Britain's youths (and their parents and/or guardians) descended on the shops of Hogsmeade and even shops like Lochrin's got extra business just because of the sheer volume. It would go back down to normal levels again come September, as it always did, and Protego probably shouldn't treat the whole thing like going to war, but he was nonetheless standing by the front window of his shop, coffee in hand, squinting dubiously out at the early morning foot traffic on the high street like a general preparing for battle.

The shop wasn't open yet--hence the coffee--but he had full view of the street, so when a knock came at the door, he at least knew who it was before he unlocked and opened. "Good morning, Isla."

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   Isla Bowen

"Protego, good morning, isnt it lovely out." she smiled as she kissed the air next to her brother's cheek and walked into the shop. It was a warm day and the streets if Hogsmeade was buzzing with prospective Hogwarts students and their parents all going about and buying things for the new term. They likely hoped to get a bargain, July was early shopping right? Isla scoped out the familiar shelves looking at the wares available. "Are you ready for the rush? We can't have been as boisterous as that when we were eleven can we?" she laughed. "Fully stocked and priced I see."

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Protego Lochrin

  

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