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The Wizarding World Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:01 am
 Harry Potter hates this office, but the last time he said he hated his office, the Ministry fired the designer who set it up, and he STILL feels guilty..
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:02 am
*Yawns as he scribbles out his paperwork, reaching beneath his "Death Eaters Suckers is more like it" t-shirt to scratch at the bandage across his stomach, the soft scritching the only sound in his office; Nickel pecks persistently at his hat, attempting to yank it free*
Oy, quit that. *Slappy hand* I like this hat. Everyone's a fashion critic, Christ...
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:07 am
*Knocks on the door, sticking his head in*
Hey. Got that paperwork you needed. I figured I'd drop it off before I headed out to patrol.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:10 am
*Half shoves the owl off his shoulder, looking perversely satisfied when Nickel hoots angrily and flaps over to his shelf* ********.
Er, yeah, thanks. *Cracks a grin* C'mere, have a seat. Brief how-is-the-rookie-doing meeting before you go out, maybe?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:13 am
Other than the rookie bit, I'm doing great. *Enters the room, shutting the door behind himself as he sets the files down on Harry's desk. Watches the owl for a moment before looking back to Harry with a slight arch to his pierced brow, not making any move to sit*
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:21 am
Okay so I'm sorry for the other night, and I'm sorry for waiting two weeks to apologize for it. *Blurts*
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:26 am
*Actually breaks into a smile at that, pausing to toy with his bangs as he watched him*
So, why'd you wait so long if you were just gonna spit it out, love? Obviously, if I were pissed I'd have just ignored you or made a s**t ton deal about it... Which I've done neither.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:30 am
*Laughs a little, sliding a hand under his hat to fuss at his hair* I'm awkward like that, I reckon.
So.. *leans back in his chair a bit, chewing on the inside of his cheek* Shall we try again or never speak of it?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:33 am
That's nice. Leave me with the ********' heavy answer. You tell me. You're the boss, aren't you?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:35 am
M'not your boss. *Snorts* Christ, if I was, all the new aurors would be dead in a week. There's a reason I only ever had a handful of people involved with whatever I was doing in the war. I'm a shite leader.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:42 am
You know what I mean, Harry.
Do You want to?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:46 am
*Frowns lightly* Reckon I don't know. Things are.. complicated for me right now, a relationship isn't easy for me to begin with, and I dunno if I'd be okay with shagging with no strings attached either.
Kindred spirits, yeah, but... *Fists the hair at the nape of his own neck for a moment, considering* I dunno, Marius, you're still young and I've gotten all old and jaded without more robed ******** to fight.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:53 am
Love the "you're young" excuse....
*Sighs and shakes his head as he straightens up, standing at his full, lean height*
Or any of your other excuses. They're pretty cute, weak as ********, but cute. You either want to, or you don't, babe. The morale and haunted past dance is for singles only, so you get that picture quick..
Dig on it for a while, maybe? I need to patrol, though.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:57 am
It's not about age *flustered, standing up as well* I meant your... your attitude. You've still got some semblance of.. *waves a hand* whatever it is that I lost and got old over.
I'm trying to tell you I haven't got the mind to think about... about much other than what I've got going on with my kids, so I -- I'd like to, but I'd be half out of it all the bloody time. *Visibly frustrated*
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:00 pm
*Irritated* You shouldn't be out of it because you have them. I could understand if you'd ********' lost them, but ... *Backs off, catching his temper*
I don't want to get into it. You can't. ******** it.
*Leaves the office, shutting the door a little too hard behind himself*
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