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Originally Posted by Tazenhani There was one little problem with the man's question. And the problem was this. When one had been an Auror for near a decade, little side movements, like seat-hopping and squirming, didn't go unnoticed. In fact, the repteative ones got rather irritating. And at this time in the morning, with only a quarter cup of coffee in him, the groundskeeper's antics were just that. Distracting and a bit nerve-biting.
So, how much exactly had he read of the newspaper? Maybe about two words. One between each seat that was occupied. Merlin, he hadn't seen anyone move down a table like that since he sat with the Gryffindor's. It did make him check to see that it was indeed the groundskeeper and not some daring student.
Of course, checking had him face-to-face with the barrier-breaching man. Sabel had half a mind to snap the paper up between them, with the big bold letters 'Daily Prophet' to prove his point. As it was he only managed a quirked frown as he drew back a little into his seat. The coffee came with him. "Catching up on the latest news." No need to be uncivil. Merlin knew the groundskeepers at Hogwarts held a fragile position. There was no telling how long before this one went missing. Hopefully a long time. Or at least, upon current assessment, he could convince himself he was hoping for a long time.
Shifting the paper about, Sabel offered it to the man. If he wanted to read, and was that curious, he'd prefer that the bloke do it in his own space, and not over his shoulder.
There was one thing that Justin did notice. This man was a little reserved. It was funny, though how some of the guys he met recently were giving off that sort of air. Typically that was the universal code for one to respect their space, right? Not for the Groundskeeper as he maintained the close proximity without giving his cues a thought as he scooted the chair over some.
Smiling, "Yeeaaaaah? Anything interesting?" Although Justin could read, there was typically only a few tibits of attractive articles to each person. And that required some searching. So why bother looking when he can just ask the guy who supposedly had already read it based off how he seemed to be willing to give it up now? That was Justin's logic right there as he made no signs of taking it.
Instead his hand reached out for some of the toast and pancakes to stack on his plate. "Want one?" They looked mighty tasty. |
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