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Characters: Fleur Weasley and Zacharias Smith
Date: 08 September 2004
Location: sandwich shop near the Wasps pitch
Status/Warning: Private
Summary: Catching lunch is usually better with company
Completion: Incomplete
Fleur hurried into the small crowded cafe and ordered her sandwich. With her notepad tucked under her arm, she waited impatiently for her food. Pre-season was always like this. Everyone started out three weeks behind schedule in whatever it was that needed to be done, and there really was no way around it.
Sandwich and water in hand, she looked and found an empty table in a corner. There were few enough chairs in the place to begin with, but today seemed worse than usual. She made it to the table just in time to see someone else arrive as well. Looking up, poised to apologize, she recognized the wizard immediately.
"Smith," she greeted pleasantly. "Oh please, take the table, I can find another." Though she wasn't sure that was true and was preparing herself to heading back to her office to eat.
Date: 08 September 2004
Location: sandwich shop near the Wasps pitch
Status/Warning: Private
Summary: Catching lunch is usually better with company
Completion: Incomplete
Fleur hurried into the small crowded cafe and ordered her sandwich. With her notepad tucked under her arm, she waited impatiently for her food. Pre-season was always like this. Everyone started out three weeks behind schedule in whatever it was that needed to be done, and there really was no way around it.
Sandwich and water in hand, she looked and found an empty table in a corner. There were few enough chairs in the place to begin with, but today seemed worse than usual. She made it to the table just in time to see someone else arrive as well. Looking up, poised to apologize, she recognized the wizard immediately.
"Smith," she greeted pleasantly. "Oh please, take the table, I can find another." Though she wasn't sure that was true and was preparing herself to heading back to her office to eat.