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Being dormmates for seven years at Hogwarts had indeed alerted Freddie to more than one of Atlas' tendencies and holing up in some corner somewhere with his tinkering equipment and craftsman's monocle that comically enlarged his right eye so that it seemingly rivaled that of a mooncalf's. It was essential given the infinitesimal scale with which he was working with and he was pushing through the eye strain teetering on a migraine to complete this specific repair. Another white elephant from the part-time job that was far too good for the scrap pile or being dismantled for other repair pieces.
Groaning under his breath as his latest attempt resulted in him breaking yet another screw because of a lack of delicate finesse, the Gryffindor pinched the bridge of his nose and was about to offer his driver a couple of choice words when the gentle creak of the door paired with a very specific waft of pastry quieted his tongue. "Do I smell...cinnamon?" he asked while lifted his monocle to rest atop his head, the hours of wear leaving a circular impression around his eye almost like it were some Zonko Joke product. "Cinnamon with...maybe with a hint of warmed sugar quill?"
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