He heard her footsteps long before she entered the room and knew who they belonged to. How many times had he heard her footsteps running arounnd the house when they were growing up? How many times had he pretended to be asleep only to have his plans foiled the minute he peeked an eye open? It wasn't so much as a sibling thing, it was more of a twin thing.
His head turned to the door and he raised an eyebrow as she entered the room. "What, no Dunkin Donuts?" A Muggle donut company and coffeehouse that he wouldn't mind munching on right now. That was, in retrospect, another downside to this school and this country in general. Where were the Dunkin Donuts stores? "We made it, despite the struggles to get here." Whether it had really been a struggle to get Meredith to hire him was something else entirely. The woman, in her overenthusiastic self, seemed to relish in being given attention and who was he to deny her of that? Especially if it benefitted them.
It wasn't the switch between languages that peeked his interest, it was the words that were being said. His signature smirk settled on his face and he would, if he were the type, punch his fist in the air out of victory. "Excellent. We should waste no time in starting the minute the gift arrives." Time was of the essence and if they stalled any longer, the competition could be over before they knew it. "A year..." A year was plenty of time but was it enough time? "Does he seem interested in what you told him?" And, more importantly, could they trust him?
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