Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch Cole Finnegan Parker, former Gringotts Wizard Bank assistant to the Head Goblin, walked into the conference room of the Daily Prophet headquarters without a doubt behind schedule. He was late, and he knew it. Wearing a plaid suit and a tie to match, the 6’2” male made his way without saying a single word toward a chair, which unfortunately didn’t have any wheels on it, and sat down next to a rather odd-looking woman who was scrubbing the table like crazy. And what exactly was up with the Bubble-Head Charm she had casted on herself? That was probably a mystery that would end up staying just that, a mystery.
Avoiding the scrubbing woman sitting next to him to the best of his ability, he straightened out his tie and looked around at the other faces of the room with his ice blue eyes. Some of the people he recognized from the paper, yet there were a fair share of those he did not know – they had to be new just like he was. So far things were completely different than how things were in the bank, which was perfectly alright with him. There wouldn’t (hopefully) be any little goblins running about muttering nonsense under their breaths, which was only some of the many reasons to why he applied for a job as a sports journalist. Merlin, does she ever stop?! Cole asked himself, eyes slightly widening, when his attention managed to get back to that woman who was having a party scrubbing away at the table. Well, if he needed someone to come over to clean up his apartment, he would know who to owl…
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