 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
He had heard, yes heard that the man was back. And while he had seen Damien on a relatively steady basis, that didn't do anything to diminish the excitement that had him rushing towards the reception area faster than he probably should have been. After all, this was Damien in England, and not in America. In the Ministry of Magic nonetheless.
As soon as he saw the older Auror however, he slowed to a walk, a grin spreading on his expression. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he watched the exchange between Wesley and Damien from a respectful distance. No sense in rushing in to break up another reunion. There was time. There had better be time. He wouldn't let Damien leave without at least a proper hello.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
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