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Agatha Bole (aurorskickarse) wrote in pandorarpg,

"I think it was one of his employees who helped me," she replied with a grin. "Though even if it were him, I wouldn't have told him what I was planning. Last thing I needed was a nobody pranks my brother but me lecture, or some such thing."

She rolled her eyes. "People just don't realize that once you're an Auror, you've a whole new family, all of whom are out to never let you forget anything embarassing they find out about you. Just like Preston - he's the one who retired last year. I was in my second year of training in the field with MacLachlan when we messed up this inn - just a wee bit - searching for Greyback, and the Prophet puts out an article denouncing him for being 'overly violent' and accusing me of just playing Auror until I found myself a husband." She blew a raspberry. "Preston never let me forget it. Even retired, he still sends me an occasional owl, asking how the department's doing, and if I've found my husband yet."

As she told the tale, she had taken out her wand to cut a slice down the center of the seat to Ron's chair, then took an item out of the bag to insert in the newly created hole. She then sealed the material over it, and looked on with pride as it looked as if nothing had changed.

"There, the piece de resistance. Would you like to try it out, Pucey?"