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A twenty-something year old working as the Hogwarts Liaison had absolutely no need to be working on her stealth and tracking skills. It wasn’t likely to assist in her day-to-day job nor would she claim that she would be any good at it and yet here she had turned up with a major case of FOMO and the thought that it might be exciting, something she injected into her life at every opportunity. That and the slim chance that her wife, being a Hit Witch and all, might show up and she could ironically be better at it than her giving her bragging rights for the rest of the year.
What she hadn’t expected was the level of seriousness that her fellow colleagues were taking. Allie was simply there to have fun, reflected in the bright red trackies she had changed into after finishing her shift and the matching scrunchie securing her hair into its ponytail. She couldn’t explain what it was she was hoping to see beyond the door, a magical game of laser tag maybe but a dilapidated shopping centre was NOT it nor was it really the ‘vibe’.
“Somebody went a little too hard during the sales,” she laughed, joining the small assembled group of who very few she knew by name except for Paton who despite obviously being promoted, she would forever know as the man snoring on the job.
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