A/N:
This is written for reminiscent-afterthought's 'So you think you know your character?' competition. The competition consists of 11 questions about a character of the writers choice. I chose Mundungus Fletcher, and all 11 questions will be answered in the chapters of this fic. Though aspects of his personality are slightly different to fit into the AU of my story 'Harry Potter: Scourge of Knockturn Alley,' most of the base character is the same, so I would imagine that these short stories can be read with or without reading that first.

So, without further ado, on to the challenge!

Question 2: What are your hobbies?

Ella's parents were taking her to the museum today. They were going to see dinosaurs and really old fish and plants and loads of other cool stuff. And this time, cos she was a big girl, she would be able to read the information signs all by herself.

They stepped off the tube at South Kensington and began the walk through the long tunnel to get to the museum. Excited as Ella was, that didn't stop her from stopping to watch some of the buskers along the way. There was a man in brightly coloured clothes playing the violin, a woman playing some sort of box thing that Ella's mum called an 'accordinon' and another man playing a recorder just like the one Ella had at home.

But there was one who really caught her attention, and he wasn't playing any sort of instrument. As tends to happen with buskers in London, this man was being widely ignored, but Ella, along with her parents were quickly enraptured. The man was dressed in purple robes dotted with silver moons and stars and had a long scraggy ginger beard. He even had a wand – he was the very picture of a cheap-trick party magician.

His tricks, however, were nothing like your standard party magician. He mumbled funny words under his breath and made tiny fireworks shower out the end of his wand, changed their shapes and colours with a flick of his wrist, twisting them round the delighted Ella until they vanished with a fizz.

He followed this up by producing a variety of impossible items from the tip of his wand, starting with a light shower of water, followed by a bunch of flowers he presented with a flourish to Ella's mother, then more fireworks, then an entire wizards hat in the same material as his robes, which he crammed onto his head as the family wondered where on earth he could have hidden such a wide brimmed hat.

The man's show went on for a few more minutes before finally, he pointed his wand at a small stone on the ground nearby, and Ella and her parents watched in astonishment as it rose up to hover a few feet in the air, spinning lazily around as it morphed smoothly into a perfectly spherical marble which slowly cycled through every colour of the rainbow. Smiling cheerfully, the man hovered the stone into Ella's eagerly waiting hands, indicating that she should keep it.

His show over, the magician now caused the hat he had produced earlier to hover over to the family upside-down, the upside-down hat serving as the universal symbol from a busker that any contributions would be gratefully received.

Ella's parents were so impressed by the show they had just witnessed that they didn't even object when Ella insisted on emptying the entire change compartment of her mother's purse into the man's hat.

Later that evening, Ella, after a lovely day at the museum and a meal at Pizza Hut where she had eaten far too much ice-cream, was being tucked into bed by her mum. The marble sat on her bedside table, still changing colours, emitting a slight glow in the darkness of Ella's bedroom.

Meanwhile, on the other side of London, Mundungus Fletcher was gleefully counting out the contents of a wide-brimmed wizard's hat. His funny little idea was turning out to be quite a money spinner – perhaps he should make a habit out of this.

A/N:
Good ol' Mundungus' favourite hobby would naturally involve some sneaky money-making! Of course, his other hobbies are a little more unsavoury, but since a few of my other stories are a bit depressing I thought I'd throw a slightly more lighthearted one in there too!

I have written a similar story to this before, set after this one when Mundungus has expanded his business a little to become a legitimate children's party entertainer. If you feel like checking that out, it's on my profile titled 'Spiro the Spectacular Sorcerer.'

Thanks for reading!