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Hestia Jones can charm the pants off of you. (hastyhestia) wrote in wished,

She had heard the footsteps coming before the door had banged itself open. The Hog's Head was an old pub, with floors ancient enough that every little creak and squeak were audible through the walls. She had been prepared, if not expecting, that this little meeting was going to be more than just a swap of information. She had told no one about it, had made no mention of where she would be- she knew that might have been a stupid move, but she would deal with the outcome herself if it turned out poorly.

"Do you see anyone here?" she asked him, an eyebrow raised.

She rose from her spot on the old queen sized bed, her wand at the ready. She had only just arrived to the room moments earlier, no longer than twenty. Her eyes traveled from his face to the wand pointed directly at her and she offered him a briefly amused smirk.

"And there isn't anyone lingering about under an Invisibility cloak, either. We're entirely alone."