WHO: gamon ollivander & barty crouch jr. @bcrtiesjr WHERE: ollivanders, diagon alley WHEN: midnight
It was a disquieting night for Gamon at Ollivanders. Rosie, one of his closest friends, had warned him in the morning about a danger appearing in his workplace. He thought about a robbery, maybe. He heard about some stores getting looted at night, with the crisis starting to show its face, some people were losing their marbles.
The little bell on the door warned him about a new presence entering the store. The man lifted his head from the wand catalogue he was updating—boring service, really, but unfortunately he had to do it— and lifted his brow when he saw who it was.
"Hello, welcome to Ollivanders. How can I help you?" Gamon asked, politely. Talk about awkward, your ex-boyfriend's friend showing up in your workplace. Of course, the chance of him actually being there to talk about Sev—Severus, he corrected himself— was small, considering Ollivanders was almost the only wand shop in Britain...