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There was quite the fuss being made in the atrium, and while there weren't many people in the group causing the ruckus, there was quite a sound being made. Their voices carried far and bounced from the walls, giving them the illusion that they had more of a following than they actually had. Cora didn't care how many of them there were, all she wanted to do was get by and head on up to wait for her appointment time. She had enough on her mind without worrying about some protest for something that was probably none of her business getting involved with. She was happy to just carry on as she was, pleasing the system so that she wasn't forced to endure any unjust actions from the ministry. This new acting minister, while only acting Minister, seemed to be coming down harshly in the interests of the magical world, trying to keep all these threats away while he was in office, yet Cora didn't think of herself as a threat, not usually at least. She was actually a pretty upstanding citizen who was in an unfortunate situation. She wasn't aware of many werewolves, she knew of Julian and that was it, so she wasn't sure if their inner wolves affected them much, but she couldn't imagine that everyone that was a werewolf was a danger or threat. She'd really tried avoiding everything werewolf related so she could just go about living her life, she didn't need to know what others were like, they could be far more aggressive than she.

A woman trotted up alongside Cora, talk about rights for werewolves. Cora stopped, her breath catching. Werewolves? This whole thing was about drawing attention to, and focusing on werewolves? That was the last thing Cora wanted and she couldn't imagine many people with the same condition as she would want all this attention brought to their lives, after all they were ostracised enough without someone who thought they were helping in all actuality making life much, much worse for the likes of people with Lycanthropy. What was she supposed to do? "Uh," She'd just feel rude if she ignored the woman but at the same time she couldn't sign this, the ministry would find out and who knew what she'd be in for after that. Would they just let her carry on with her life? Probably not! They'd make it even harder for her to exist in the world, push her and people like her in farther away.


Tag: Darcy Eleanor Davies
Words: 419
Notes: <3
Outfit: Wolfy babe!

Cora remained anxious as Lucian took on board what it was she was requesting of him. She had no idea if he stocked such an item or if it was something that he could even brew. It was such a new potion and the ingredients so very expensive that Cora could not have afforded it on her own. Her parents were footing the bill and it was going to cost them quite a bit, but it continued to keep them at arms length of their daughter which was all they really wanted. They didn't want to be shut completely out of her life, but they didn't want to be associated with her either. It was hard for Cora to know just where it was she stood in their lives. Had it not been for her sisters, Cora felt sure that they would have just cut her out completely, pretending never to have had a daughter. It was a fear of Cora's that people would find out what she was, but it wasn't her greatest fear. She feared losing her sisters above all else, but she was fairly certain that her parents fears were someone, anyone, finding out just exactly what their eldest daughter was.

The length between Lucian's understanding of the potion Cora wanted and his next few words was so long that Cora just considered walking out in shame, head hung low, cloak hood up and pulled tight to hide her face. This was plain humiliating and she was beginning to come to the conclusion that she was wasting both of their times with such a request. However Lucian didn't dismiss her, nor did he scream at her, or even politely tell her to piss off. That was good. All he did was make sure that she was aware of what she would be paying for. If he could brew the potion properly then she was willing to give him her parents money in exchange for anything that would help keep her contained safely, reduce her as a threat to innocent civilians. The idea that she might harm someone during the full moon was terrifying, not only because she could force someone to go through what she went through every month, or that she might kill someone, but also because it could mean she would end up in Azkaban and she wasn't sure if she could survive that. Death would be a far kinder fate than shacking up with the dementors of Azkaban. "I - I know." She nodded ever so slightly.

Tag: Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke
Words: 422
Notes: <3
Outfit: this is not the wolf you are looking for

Cora would have been happy to go about her business inside the shop uninterrupted for a little while. She wasn't looking forward to having to ask for a potion that could potentially see her chased out of the shop. It wouldn't be a good look for the shopkeeper to be chasing a client out of the establishment but at the end of the day, no one wanted to help a werewolf, that was something she was very familiar with and very conscious about. People staring was the last thing she needed and if going to her parents to ask for the money to buy the potion wasn't hard enough, being run out of a potion store would certainly be the cherry on the top of a shittastic life.

Laughing in an exhale she barely made a sound, but she smiled and her gaze averted to the floor. This was so incredibly awkward now. Not only was she going to be thrown out of an apothecary, she was about to be thrown out by Lucian Burke. They'd been the same year at Hogwarts, although a different house, and while she may have thought he was quite attractive back in the day, that was nothing compared to now. He had a rugged handsomeness that was clearly natural while at the same time his voice and features were friendly, even somewhat soft and charming. She supposed it was all part of his job but Merlin's beard this less than simple task was getting more and more difficult. "Hi," Great start, "I'm in search of a potion." She said, finding it easier to quietly speak to the floor, "I believe you might have what I'm searching for." Excellent start, what was more Cora managed to lift her head a little and then a little more until she could actually look at Lucian in the eye while praying deep down inside that he wasn't about to kick her out or worse, recognise her.

Tag: Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke
Words: 328
Notes: <3
Outfit: this is not the wolf you are looking for

Cora was finding herself venturing into the wizarding world a lot more than she would have liked recently. Sometimes she just felt like she needed to be connected to it again for her own state of mind and sometimes it was necessary. She had to check in with the Ministry of Magic every now and then because they liked to keep tabs on her and her 'condition' so that was a pain in the arse. Other times she had her sisters dragging her out and about which wasn't so bad but the wizarding world wasn't a lace Cora felt entirely comfortable in any more. It wasn't because of all the troubles it was going through lately, although they certainly didn't help, it was because no matter where she went she always felt as though there were eyes on her just watching and judging. When she was mixing with people that had magical backgrounds she felt as though they could see through her, that she was some kind of fake or danger. It wasn't exactly a feeling she wanted to experience on a regular basis.

Today's visit was to Whimsic Alley and while it was an overcast kind of day, it was busier than usual. The street was alive with the sound of chatter coming from all directions. Students were preparing to head back to school but Cora was long since done with all of that. She could hear the excitement in the voices of some of the students, looking forward to returning to Hogwarts while others seemed simply unimpressed. Cora had been nervous and missed her sisters the first few years, but once she had them with her everything was easier. She'd not exactly been the confident sort at school, she'd preferred to blend in to the background, but now that she was graduated she was practically a different person, although with regards to her 'health issues' she somewhat reverted back to the person she had once been.

Paying a visit to Elixirium was the only thing on Cora's agenda. She stepped inside the potion shop and found there was barely anyone inside. She'd picked lunchtime to arrive because she figured anyone one visiting the alley would be getting something to eat and she hadn't wanted to go to Diagon Alley because she knew that every Tom, Dick, and Harry would be there, so instead she'd opted for one of the quieter locations one could purchase what she would need. Whimsic Alley wasn't one of the few magical lanes she'd ever really visited before what with Whimsic being a little more expensive than either Mystic or Diagon, and Knockturn was completely out of the question. That was exactly the sort of place someone like her would be expected to be and that would just really make things so much worse to be seen there. No, she was sticking to the mainstream stores to get what she needed. After having broken out of her cage once before on the night of a full moon, Cora wanted to make sure that nothing bad would ever happen if that sort of incident reoccured and so she'd done what she had to, she'd gone to her parents, had one hell of an awkward interaction, and come away with quite a bit of gold in order to procure an expensive potion.

Tag: Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke
Words: 556
Notes: <3
Outfit: this is not the wolf you are looking for

Close to being able to escape Julian was one thing, not that she really needed to escape, she didn't feel that she was in any kind of danger around him, she just didn't fancy him knowing I've her secret. Everyone she had worked with at the ministry knew of her secret, it was a hard to escape the gossip that came after the incident. It had taken a lot of work and time to get her life settled once more. It was only through chance that she managed to get her life on track. If it hadn't of been for her sisters she wasn't sure where she would have ended up in life. Her sisters were the support to get her through the hardest time of her life. Her parents had panicked they've known what she become and then turned their backs on her, not in any formal sort of way but they had very little to do with her after her stay in the hospital after the attack. What worried Cora was that Julian could make her life, that she had work so hard for, a living hell once more. Julian had a power over her now, he had knowledge, and she had no idea how he might use that against her. It worried her. Would their once friendship stand up so these new discoveries? Julian, from Cora's point of view, had always been a wild card and she had no idea what might happen after this meeting.

Had the circumstances been more relaxed Cora might have enjoyed the scenery a little more. The forests had always been a favourite spot for Cora, they had always called out to her soul. She was drawn to their life and their darkness. She was very much drawn to the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. Of course she had always been too frightened to enter it, she was not the sort to try and actively break any School Rules. Not that she was perfect but she tried her hardest not to die at Hogwarts. It wasn't exactly the safest of places really, but you never really noticed all that much as a kid, it just was what it was, and people continued to send their kids there because it was all a rather good learning experience really, although Cora was a lot more timid than her classmates had been, not so much these days though. Either the wolf inside of her had changed her or the whole being shunned from society thing had left her with a rather bitter taste in her mouth but she wasn't the wallflower she'd been during her Hogwarts days. She wasn't the opposite though, she wasn't one for actively seeking attention or wanting the spotlight, but she wasn't some kind of doormat.

Cora chose not to respond to his comment as she made her way down the hill and to the mouth of the little cave, her home away from home when required. Julian was charming an manipulative, or at least he had been during his days at Hogwarts. Back then she'd noticed but she'd not exactly been aware, not that it made too much sense. She'd always been aware he was good at charming people but it wasn't until now, thinking back on their school days and their interactions, his interactions especially, that she realised he had been rather manipulative. Back in school it had just been Julian being Julian, able to fit in with any crowd, able to befriend just about anyone. He bent his personality to fit the crowd he was socialising with, albeit subtly. Had it all been just playful or was it something darker. Had he always been a werewolf, even back then, or was the wolf just somewhat fitting for his personality, because it was. Of all the people she knew, being a werewolf seemed fitting for Julian Blackthorne more than any other. She didn't wish such a curse upon anyone, but it seemed to suit some better than others. She was pretty sure it didn't suit her at all.

As she looked at the mess of her cave, her bag torn up, clothes and bits of food scattered everywhere, partially eaten and obvious that in her wolf state she'd been rather peckish, she sighed. It was a mess, the door to her little cage was off its hinges but at least there was no dead bodies around. She'd remember more of her night once she was home and able to rest, the thoughts would more than likely come as they always did - right before she settled in her bed, ready to sleep for the night, clouding her mind, preventing her from sleeping for at least an hour. Cora just moved to her ripped bag. A simple, khaki green backpack that was now torn up, clothes pulled out from it. Her hands unbuckled it and reached inside, pulling out a pair of underwear that she put back in, scrunched up hoping to Morgana that Julian hadn't seen them, and pulled out a grey knit jumper instead. At the bottom of the backpack was her handbag that she kept with some money, sickles if she needed currency through the wizarding world, and pound sterlings, if she needed money for the muggle realm. It also housed a few little extra bits like balms if she needed for any cuts. Travelling with a handbag was a lot less conspicuous than with a backpack and Cora had a dislike for drawing attention to herself, especially after a full moon but judging by the tears in her jeans that were hanging out of her backpack through a decent rip no doubt made by her claws, she would draw attention to herself wearing those. Did she have the energy to repair her clothes and apparate home? She had no idea yet but she'd weigh up her options. Repair clothes so Julian wouldn't see her arse through a flappy tear in her jeans, then hang around a bit, perhaps have a nap until she had more energy to get home, or just get dressed and not worry about Julian catching another glance of her arse and instead just apparate home in wrecked clothing. She did feel a rather lot more tired than usual after a full moon but usually she never escaped her cage, her nights were boring, thrashing against the bars, scratching at the dirt, prowling with no where to go. It wasn't exactly exhausting, but having been out all night, roaming, running, playing ... then the walk back to the cave while essentially feeling hungover was quite a lot for Cora, but she supposed she had to get home.

Tag: Julian Astraeus Blackthorne
Words: 1,111
Notes: <3
Outfit: Baggy, long jumper and woollen blankie. Super sexy xD

Cora licked at her own ice cream, enjoying the mix of flavours as she thought about what it would be like to have a career like Perce's. Travelling all over the world would be incredible! Following your heart wherever it lead was something she secretly desired but with her condition it was practically impossible. Her freedom was limited by the laws of the wizarding world and if she were to leave the country then she needed to make sure she'd have appropriate accomodation set up for her monthly break out, that was if other countries would even accept her. She was lucky in that the UK was four countries, but if she wanted to find herself in Ireland then she would have to jump through all those hoops the ministry set up and then some for the Irish ministry. The thought alone was tiring enough without actually having to go through with it all but she hoped to one day travel - when she had enough money to pull it off. "At least you can rule it off your list." She said in response to Perce not being sure Merlin's grave was in Europe at all. Merlin was certainly a wizard of mystery but surely he wouldn't have strayed too far from his beloved homeland but then again Perce probably knew a heck of a lot more on the subject than she did! He probably had books filled with information on Merlin's travels, his habits and such.

The idea of studying Dragons amused Cora. She wasn't too sure how they'd react to her with her condition but it was definitely something to think about. This rare trip into the wizarding world was turning out to be a really lovely afternoon and she was glad she'd made the effort today. Sticking to the muggle world was nice enough but it was a good feeling, a relaxing feeling, to be around people like herself, people with magical abilities. She didn't have to hide who she was here, at least not all of herself, she still had to hide her wolfy nature as not a lot of people were keen on her kind but it wasn't as if she had any tell tale signs nor did she have to announce it to everyone she passed. She could just not tell anyone and the only people that really knew were those she'd told and those she worked with at the time of her bite. "I'm going to have to check out a few books on dragon taming." She told him, "Or read up on how to make ice cream." She chuckled.

Tag: @percival
Words: 436
Notes: <3
Outfit: Clothes