Regulation and Control

( Owl package to Jaden Dorny )

Who: Finn McGill and Charlie Weasley
Where: Charlie's office, at least to start with
When: Very early morning, July 16.
What: Discussing security related stuff. More may end up added here.
Rating: TBA
Status: Closed; complete


After Fred Apparated her to Scamander Park, Finn immediately made her way to Charlie's office. If she was extremely lucky, she'd have beaten his secretary to work and they could talk alone. Since he said it pertained to security, she assumed at least some of it might be for her ears only, what with the certain advantages in detection she had over her Wizarding counterparts.

She took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

( Note tucked into Charlie's journal, on Bill's desk at the Burrow )

Who: Odin, Seren Fawcett & Graham Pritchard
What: Trying to get home
Where: Valhalla, Asgard
When: Wednesday evening, 16th July
Rating: G
Status: Closed;Complete

( I'd hoped Bifröst could be utilised to get the two of you home easily, but it cannot )

Who: Malcolm Baddock and Vi Marlowe (and whoever else wants to join in on the free-for-all!)
Where: A less-frequented cafe about three miles from Scamander Park.
When: Lunch, July 16
What: Anything goes.
Rating: TBD
Status: Open

Eating in his office or in the break room was simply not an option these days. Work was slowly grating on Malcolm's nerves, and every minute spent away from Scamander Park was a blessed one. Besides, the frenetic gossiping about Tonks was getting trite. No matter how much they bitched about it, she wasn't going anywhere, and while her presence was suspicious, they would have to learn to live with it. It's not as if the Regulators had been up against more worthy adversaries before.

In the meantime, he ran his fork through his brown rice, staring emptily at the bag by his side. He had brought the most recent copy of his paper ("A Theory on the Use of Potions in Rehabilitation of Squibs") in order to get some proof-reading done, but he hardly felt like rereading it. So instead, he pulled out a copy of Witch Weekly (stolen from some colleague's desk or other; no man was without his guilty pleasures) and began idly thumbing through the pages.

( Owl Package to Vi Marlowe )