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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

"I didn't, really," she said. "It ... my ... Lily was the one telling me about it. He apparently had some sort of magic, and there was a meeting, but I never met him personally." She wasn't sure the person was still here, but if he wasn't, did that mean people stood a chance of getting sent back? "I ... haven't heard anything about aliens," she confessed even as she wracked her brain to recall if that was right. But no, she was pretty sure 'aliens' would have stuck out on her radar. "I ... could ask her, or you could pop a note up on the board. She checks it most days."

Ginny nodded, offering her a slight smile. "This place is a bit of a bitch for us modern women, yeah?" The smile twisted slightly before she shook her head. "It makes me crazy. The rampant sexism and everything else. I got lucky with a job. I'm working sort of ... media relations for an art gallery run by a woman, so I don't have to deal with it so much." At least not at work.

She was pleased she'd guess right, and she nodded again. "I used to work on the paper back home. Senior editor of the Quidditch section. Since I stopped playing after the kids were born ... seemed only natural I should go into writing about it." She paused as she realized 'Quidditch' was going to be foreign to this woman. "It's a sport," she "explained", though she'd go into detail if prompted.