Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
Sophia glanced down at the hideous creature and turned up her nose. If he was going to be that devastating ugly maybe he should have a better attitude. "My business is my own until directed to the right person for the job goblin." Her words came out in almost a sneer. The only goblins she could stand worked at Gringotts. She took out a pouch of galleons and tossed it about in her hand. Did he hear the sound of money? Did he like the sound of money? "I need someone for a job...this job must not be tied back to me in any way, shape or form...otherwise it won't end well." For that person....
__________________ ...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack... |