“Someone else is leaving?” He inquired looking at Becky and taking a sip of his coffee. He nodded to them both. “It was a bit of a spur of the moment thing to be honest. I applied for a job I never dreamed I would be offered. But... ” He was about to go on when he found himself in a tight hug from one of the beloved friends he had made here. He hugged her back, trying to hide the torrent of emotions threatening to engulf. He swallowed when she let go. “I'll miss you too.. all of you.” Shaking his head, he chuckled lightly, partly to hide his own silly emotions and partly when Alexa asked who was going to make her laugh now.

As she eyed the chocolate frogs he chucked one in her direction. “Bride? For what?” He asked. He picked another one out the tin. “Want one love?” He asked Becky. He sat down and took a large gulp of his disgusting coffee. “Yeah.. the Daily Prophet. Working on the paper's layouts” He replied. “An increase in pay for a job I think will be better suited to me than crime fighting.” He grinned broadly – Nathan had never really been cut out for the job. His heart had always spoken louder than his head - you needed to be a lot more cut-throat to spend your days arresting criminals and making sure they paid for their crimes.