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sweetpinkpixie · 12-05-2018, 03:59 PM

Taking long strides into her office, Charles easily made his way over to where she sat. "Judge and jury are still out on that one," he boasted as he presented the not-so-humble snack basket to her. "I was just stopping by t----"

And of course he noticed the papers on her desk - there were several reports he was expecting from her along with some employees to review for the open position in the department. But that certainly was not what his eyes rested on, not at all. Harsh words written in unforgiving writing.

".......January," his voice shifting from jovial grandfather parading around in a red suit to grim concern. "What are those?"

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,890 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Taking long strides into her office, Charles easily made his way over to where she sat. "Judge and jury are still out on that one," he boasted as he presented the not-so-humble snack basket to her. "I was just stopping by t----" And of course he noticed the papers on her desk - there were several reports he was expecting from her along with some employees to review for the open position in the department. But that certainly was not what his eyes rested on, not at all. Harsh words written in unforgiving writing. ".......January," his voice shifting from jovial grandfather parading around in a red suit to grim concern. "*What are those?" __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with* fire and gold in our eyes