|bill weasley doesn't remember (whiskeyred) wrote in impetuousrpg,|
@ 2011-11-13 15:57:00
|Entry tags:||char: bill weasley, char: fleur delacour|
Who: Bill & Fleur
When: November 13th
What: Finally bumping into each other & accidentally abusing Fleur
Rating: Idk. Low?
Status: In Progress
Bill loved his job. He worked at least six days a week and he never felt like he was there too much. There was always something to be doing, a new site to be researching, new wards to test... he had a fucking brilliant job. Bill was Gringott's top Cursebreaker and that came some some serious perks. He could travel the world, pick and choose what he wanted to do and he also had a pretty nice office.
Or it would be if he ever cleaned it. There was about a foot of parchment covered nearly every available inch of space on the old oak desk, stacks of books on the floor and piles of maps against all the walls. The shelf behind his desk housed an assortment of trinkets that he'd found at various digs around the world, along with a very large collection of leather journals that chronicled his travels since he was eighteen.
Sunday was generally his day off, but Bill decided it'd be best to go in to work for a few hours and attempt to clean his office. Mostly because there had been a strongly worded note stuck to his door about the clutter. So, dressed in a pair of his favorite leather pants, an oversized white button down shirt and his hair pulled back into a ponytail, Bill headed into Gringotts. The door to his office was wide open and Bill was in the process of tossing rubbish out into the corridor that he no longer needed.