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Agatha Bole ([info]aurorskickarse) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-02-11 01:44:00
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Who: Agatha Bole & Lee Jordan
What: Drinks at the Leaky
Where: The Leaky Cauldron
When: November 15 - 8pm
Rating: Bad language I assume, but nothing more ;)



Aggie had spent another day of preparation for the search for Greyback. She'd put in a few good words with some old contacts to let her know if they heard of his whereabouts, and had spent a good bit of time chatting with Headmistress McGonagall about the whole deal, as the school was right next to the Forbidden Forest that had once, and may soon again be, the werewolf's haunt of choice.. The prefects would be on high alert, of course, and the school's resources had been offered to Aggie should she have need of them.

She knew she would have to make a trip into the forest sometime soon, but it wasn't a trip made lightly. She wanted her information up to date first, as it was the truly foolish witch who went into the Forbidden Forest unprepared.

Luckily, chance had gifted her with the perfect distraction, preventing her from losing sleep turning the case over and over in her mind. As ever, she dressed to impress, and had garnered a few appreciative looks as she'd entered the Leaky and made her way to the bar to wait for Lee Jordan. She found a stool, crossed her legs, ordered a firewhiskey on the rocks, and did her best to relax.


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