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dh_terence ([info]dh_terence) wrote in [info]darkesthour_rpg,
@ 2008-02-06 17:29:00
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RP: How May I Help You?
Date and Time: 6 February 2008 Late morning
Characters: Daphne Greengrass, Terence Higgs
Private/Public: Private
Location: Debevoise & Plimpton, Diagon Alley
Rating: PG(?)
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Daphne and Terence meet at Daphne's request.
Completion: Complete

Terence wiped the soot from his pants as he stepped out of the fire into his office.  The hearing had gone longer than he had expected.  Now he wasn't going to have time for a private cup of tea before his afternoon appointment.

Still, poured himself a cup of tea and called out to the antechamber to his office. "Mrs. Brannigan, I need about ten minutes alone before I see Daphne Greengrass."

He sat down, sipping the tea, and read the morning edition of the Daily Prophet's Quidditch section.


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