 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
“Yes, but us boys would be rather out numbered. The odds would be stacked against us.” He grinned naughtily. Outnumbered by 12 young woman could never be a bad thing in Nate's book. If he were injured by a fying bludger, he would expect full sympathy from all of them. “What position would you play then?”
“I hope so, love.” Nathan replied gently as Egypt became a little subdued. He reached over the table and squeezed her hand gently.
“It was.” He grinned. “The reserve had dragons from all over the world. Magnificent creatures.” He sat back in his seat again. “But it wasn’t a very glamorous job. It was completely voluntary and I spent most of my time shovelling dragon dung.” He chuckled – he still spent some of the best days of his life there despite this. “We’ll have to pay the place a visit sometime. I’m sure we would be made very welcome.”
“Where would you suggest?” he asked. Somewhere miles away from here would be good. Be great if the MLES got wind of the fact that Nate was illegal carpet flying. It would not setting the best example for those who looked up to him… if indeed anyone looked up to him at all.
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