Daphne Wood (greeneronthe) wrote in fiftyfourdiagon, @ 2016-07-15 10:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: clint warrington, char: daphne greengrass |
Who: Clint & Daphne
When: Friday Evening
Where: Gringotts
What: Daphne can't avoid Clint any longer.
Rating: Low
Daphne's life hadn't been this good in a long time. Between her professional and personal life, she was walking on fucking air. The goblins had been so impressed with her work in Peru that she was promised another dig and was in the middle of researching Aztec temples in Mexico and Central America. She itched to get out of the country again, but with the Quidditch season coming to an end, Daphne knew that staying home was going to be best for Oliver.
Which meant Daphne was deep in research mode. Her desk at the bank was stacked with scrolls of parchment, maps, books, and scribbles on scraps of paper. Most nights she didn't drag herself away from work until Oliver sent an owl over reminding her to come home. Friday night, though, she made her to leave right at five o'clock. She wanted to get home early enough that she and Oliver could have a good, long, night together.
Grabbing the large, dragonhide bag she always carried, Daphne walked out of the back of the bank and into the lobby. And right there, of course, was the man she'd been avoiding for several weeks. Shit.
Walking towards her best friend, Daphne poked his shoulder. "Hey."