The throng of people in Padmore Park wasn’t a surprise; given how much of a central location Padmore Park was to Hogsmeade, it was a considerable blow to the community when it was roped off. Now that it was restored, Mabel enjoyed watching the families gather round for games and festivities. The sound of laughter and smell of food in the air was too great to resist for many, Mabel included.

“The same reason most people came, I suppose,” She responded, keeping herself at an acceptable distance, though not bothering to control the smile on her face. “I wanted to see Padmore Park restored in all its glory.” She’d missed walking through the park on her way to her flat. Walking by every day on her way to and from work, seeing the Ministry workers (Rowan included) working hard to reassemble the park piece by piece was a testament to how integral it had been, and how much the community had wanted it back.

Mabel resisted the urge to draw closer to him but it was about as easy as pulling against a magnetic field. “Are you on duty today then?” Her eyes moved to the crowd, wondering how many plainclothes Ministry workers were secretly watching out for any further trouble afoot.