 You silly boys curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Gabi smiled at Aron and pushed a piece of blonde hair behind her ear. "He's working in wand making, now," she told her son's former department head. "He's always been very interested in charms and how wands actually work - he's interning with a firm that harvests the wood from the wand trees. In fact, I think the Minister's son is the one he's shadowing...Alexander Greingoth," she told him with a proud smile. If there was one thing Gabi had gotten right in this world, it was her son. Even if he WAS a Hufflepuff.
Alright, she would stop bragging now - this was SHERMAN'S big day, after all. Focus on others, Gabi, you can do this...
And then, suddenly...chaos. The new Department Head seemed to have caused great distress to Aron, squeezing his hand like he wanted to grind his bones into dust. MERLIN. Was the man really that unaware of how strong his grip was, or was he trying to put on some kind of show like a peacock? UGH. Men. Whatever the reason for it was, she did NOT often see Aron get upset so he must have really been hurting.
"Are you alright, Aron?" she asked him. "Do you need me to call a Healer?" she asked him. She hoped to Merlin Elliot didn't have some SUPER human strength that could actually BREAK his hand - if he did, she was staying far, far, FAR away from him.
But first...WHO WAS THIS CHILD? Some young girl who had decided to interrupt their discussion, making grand declarations of being the next Head Auror, not even caring that Level 3's Department Head might be in SERIOUS AGONY. GLARES to you, young girl. ALL THE GLARES.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |