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Krel Ansell · 10-03-2020, 11:51 PM

Text Cut: Oliver

About to turn and head into the bank for her meeting, she found herself face-to-face with a page of the Daily Prophet. ”What? Who?” she said irritated. She reached out a hand, trying to push the crinkly paper away from her face. Who she was irritated with wasn’t clear. Herself for being distracted by the idea of Cody? The person or creature who had walked into her? Or because she hadn’t seen Cody?

It was apparently a person, more specifically a person with the apple green aura of a healer, although bits of maroon flickered around the edges. She blinked her big gray eyes at the man trying to bring block out her gifts so she could focus. It took her a moment to get her gift under wraps. ”Funny you say smashing…” she teased, rubbing her nose. She hoped she didn’t have ink on her face. ”I’m fine, but you should really pay more attention. The goblins aren’t as forgiving if you…ahh… run into...um…them.” As she started to focus, the man’s aura dimmed and she found herself starting at a rather handsome looking man. She blinked, then tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

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Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Oliver Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Oliver headed up the silver steps to the bank running over his checklist in his head and, not exactly paying much mind to where he was going or who was standing where since he was also reading up on the latest quidditch league news. He had several errands to run on this precious morning off. As a healer Ollie was usually on call at all hours of day since he worked for the senior undersecretary of the ministry of magic and as thus had little time for personal matters like buying new clothes, withdrawing money from his vault or even buying food. He came to a sudden stop when he realized that his issue of the prophets sports section had just collided with something decidedly human and fleshy. Pulling his paper down Ollie automatically blabbered out an apology to the cute brunette who he might just have smacked in the face with his paper. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. The new cleansweep is smashing..Are you hurt?" About to turn and head into the bank for her meeting, she found herself face-to-face with a page of the Daily Prophet. ”What? Who?” she said irritated. She reached out a hand, trying to push the crinkly paper away from her face. Who she was irritated with wasn’t clear. Herself for being distracted by the idea of Cody? The person or creature who had walked into her? Or because she hadn’t seen Cody? It was apparently a person, more specifically a person with the apple green aura of a healer, although bits of maroon flickered around the edges. She blinked her big gray eyes at the man trying to bring block out her gifts so she could focus. It took her a moment to get her gift under wraps. ”Funny you say smashing…” she teased, rubbing her nose. She hoped she didn’t have ink on her face. ”I’m fine, but you should really pay more attention. The goblins aren’t as forgiving if you…ahh… run into...um…them.” As she started to focus, the man’s aura dimmed and she found herself starting at a rather handsome looking man. She blinked, then tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. __________________