RP: Sandy & Lori
Who: Sandy & Lori Scamander Where: Their flat When: Morning Rating/Warnings: N/A Summary: Sandy finally sees the press article.
Sandy didn't know what was up with people today but they had stared more than usual, to the point where he'd nipped into the toilets at The Leaky on the way to work to make sure he didn't have anything on his face. He didn't, of course, which only made him more suspicious. What was going on?
Grabbing an extra-large coffee from the shop near the Quibbler offices, he sat at his desk and Summoned the Daily Prophet, ready to read the news before he got onto his latest article about the recent disappearances. He had a plan forming but he hadn't worked out the details yet and he needed to brainstorm for a bit.
Turning to the social page, he froze as he saw headline. Oh fuck.
Not having to think about it, he Apparated back to the flat and went into Lori's bedroom, paper still in hand. He didn't know if Scorpius had stayed over or not, he just wanted to speak to his brother. "Lori - What the fuck? Can you make sure next time that they know it's you sucking face with Scorpius? People are going to think I have a boyfriend!"