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Fandoms: Harry Potter/Buffy
Words: 200
Challenge: #51 - The Written Word
Author's Note: This is part of an AU universe where Anya ran away to London after "Hell's Bells".



Snape sneered at the sign: "The Magic Box". What did Muggles know about magic? Still, he might be able to find a few potions ingredients; it wouldn't hurt to look, while he was here in Muggle London. He perused his list. Some of the herbs, perhaps.

He pushed the door open; the bell jingled.

"A customer!" The woman practically leaped on him. "Can I help you?"

"Do you have any--"

She snatched the paper out of his hand and cast her eye down the list. "We're out of Solomon's Seal Root; the rest is in stock. European or Indian sandalwood?"

"Indian, if you--"

"No problem," she said. "I've only got dried Hoo Beatles; it isn't the season for them."

"Naturally--"

"The mistletoe will cost you extra if you want it cut with a golden sickle by the light of the moon. But you won't find a better price for conjuring powder in all of London."

Snape looked down his long nose at her. "Indeed?"

She named a price that was a third cheaper than his usual supplier. She added, "We take Euros, Pounds, Galleons, Visa Card, Master Card and American Express."

This could be the start of a profitable acquaintance.
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