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Stormdancer · 11-07-2019, 06:26 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

James Draper did not work at the Ministry of Magic anymore. And yet. He was here. Why? Why was he here? At his former place of employment? That was a GREAT question. And he would surely tell us all about it once Eliora Dodderidge opened this damn door.

A door which James stood on the other side of, knocking rather impatiently. In his hand he held a letter from the Minister of Magic and on his face he wore a neutral expression, despite feeling absolute and utter exasperation.

TWO HUNDRED GALLEONS.

T W O H U N D R E D BLOODY GALLEONS????????????????????????

?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????????????

Raising an eyebrow at the insistent knocking that was coming from behind her. What on earth… Surely whomever was trying to get Eliora’s attention realised that she would have answered the door by now if she had been there…. The fact that she hadn’t, was obviously a sign that she wasn’t … Right????

The Italian stood elegantly from her chair and walked the short distance from her own desk to the door of the Department Head’s office. Huh. Interesting. She looked at Mr Draper, head cocked slightly to the side as she pondered the situation. A smile slipped over her lips though, even as she judged the man.

“Eliora isn’t in her office.” She told him easily. “You will only hurt yourself, knocking like that.” Giulia smirked slightly even as she tried not too, but she couldn’t help it. The man apparently had no patience. However, feeling helpful she motioned with her head towards the break room. “She is only getting coffee though, I’m sure she will be back in a few minutes.”

But seriously, knocking on an empty office door wasn’t going to get him anywhere.

11-07-2019, 06:26 PM	#13 (permalink)
Stormdancer DMC & DMAC Chizpurfle Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Scotland, [GMT] Posts: 10,058 Hogwarts RPG Name: Bennett Potter Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Atlas Ward Ravenclaw First Year	^_^ Sorry, she couldn't help it. PA's job to help ;-) Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack James Draper did not work at the Ministry of Magic anymore. And yet. He was here. Why? Why was he here? At his former place of employment? That was a GREAT question. And he would surely tell us all about it once Eliora Dodderidge opened this damn door. A door which James stood on the other side of, knocking rather impatiently. In his hand he held a letter from the Minister of Magic and on his face he wore a neutral expression, despite feeling absolute and utter exasperation. TWO HUNDRED GALLEONS. T W O H U N D R E D BLOODY GALLEONS???????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????? Raising an eyebrow at the insistent knocking that was coming from behind her. What on earth… Surely whomever was trying to get Eliora’s attention realised that she would have answered the door by now if she had been there…. The fact that she hadn’t, was obviously a sign that she wasn’t … Right???? The Italian stood elegantly from her chair and walked the short distance from her own desk to the door of the Department Head’s office. Huh. Interesting. She looked at Mr Draper, head cocked slightly to the side as she pondered the situation. A smile slipped over her lips though, even as she judged the man. “Eliora isn’t in her office.” She told him easily. “You will only hurt yourself, knocking like that.” Giulia smirked slightly even as she tried not too, but she couldn’t help it. The man apparently had no patience. However, feeling helpful she motioned with her head towards the break room. “She is only getting coffee though, I’m sure she will be back in a few minutes.” But seriously, knocking on an empty office door wasn’t going to get him anywhere. __________________