Post by steve nigel kolstad on Nov 20, 2017 22:10:34 GMT -7
Diagon Alley. That was apparently what this magical shopping district was called. Upon entering it earlier in the day, Steve had immediately gotten that kid in the candy store rush of energy and emotions. There was something inexplicably cool about an entire mall-like area dedicated solely to magical goods and resources. He had never seen anything like this before! It made home feel like a dinky, country town. Not that it wasn’t one of those, but the point remained as it was.
He had arrived with the rest of the family, first his parents splitting off to find things they needed for home. Nora had disappeared from his sight only a short while earlier, and it was probably because there were a million different things to catch their attention. Steve had particularly taken a liking to the Quidditch shop, having had now been staring through the glass window and at the display inside for at least five minutes straight. Whether he had blinked or not was also up for debate. The pure spectacle of the dazzling brooms and Quidditch supplies was something he had never encountered before today. Any brooms that were lying around at home were typically either ones used for sweeping the front porch or so battered that they could barely fly anymore – stripped of whatever little magic remained, as well as twine on the end of it.
Being much too preoccupied with staring at the display, he hadn’t noticed it start to get dark out. That kind of thing was normal for him. The house back in Canada was always as dark as possible so that their mother could move about during the day without fear of being struck by rays of light. It wasn’t necessarily harmful, but he understood her pain of getting bad burns. Even if he and Nora were somewhat normal when it came to daylight, it still got them just as good if they weren’t careful. Blinking a few times to moisturize his dry eyes, Steve stepped back into the street and glanced up at a street light as it started to kick on. Pretty soon here the family had to meet back up. Their mom had to go to work after all, even if they had just moved a few days earlier. Frowning, he returned his gaze back to the Quidditch display and sighed. He reasoned that there would be plenty more times to stare at it throughout the summer.