05-18-2020, 04:06 PM
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DMLE & DIMC
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| *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Alba Quote:
Originally Posted by love-for-HP Alba took a sip of her wine. It was delicious! "You Sir, have very find taste." Alba added taking an additional sip. She could have drained the glass really, but thought it was best not to over indulge, she did after all have to work again tomorrow.
Alba smiled, good, she figured it was because they were inside the ministry before as to his answers and she was happy to see that, that truly was the reason and not that Vale didn't trust her or want to share information with her. "This may sound silly, but are you sure it's wizards doing the graffiti? Any chance it could be muggles?" Alba was trying to remember if he had said anything that seemed out of the realm of what muggles were capable of without magic, but honestly she couldn't. "Your secrets are safe with me." Alba added, knowing that she didn't have to say it out loud either, but she would never betray Valentin's trust list that, never. It had taken her far to long to earn friendships around here. Valentin toasted Alba with his own glass at the compliment regarding his taste in wine. ”It’s un of mon pairsonal wines.” And he didn’t share those with many people. In fact, this particular wine was one of Michael’s favorites. Valentin hadn’t opened one of them in a long time. The fact that he had even opted to bring a bottle to share/give to Alba, said something about how much he meant to her. ”Considaireng what was written? Oui, we aré préttay certain it’s wizards.” Valentin busied himself by pulling the container of cheese and fruit out of the picnic bag. He pulled the cover off the tupperware and then held it out to her. The cheese was cut into small squares, easy to eat in one bite and should pair well with either of the bottles of wine he had brought along. A dire thought occurred to him as he ate a piece himself. ” Unléz eet eez muggles cursed to do zo.” The thought that someone might be using the Imperius Curse made Valentin shudder a little.
He had already known she wouldn’t got blabbing to anyone about their conversations, but hearing it aloud was reassuring. In fact it led him to ask another question. ”En yur dealings at lé mineestry, 'ave you evair run into Conley Phora?” Sure it was a complete change of topic, but Alba was the only person she could ask. ”Or le Ambassadair to India?”
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