 Alayna :3 Dalliesa | Ab-Bot | Hogwarts Trojan War |
Peverell had a meeting today, Emma told him. Since he was one in favour of socialising properly, he got in a clean suit the colour of steel grey and shoes as dark as his eyes. The shop that usually held this sort of meetings was The Gleaming Gytrash were very few wizards and witches strolled in. It was the perfect place for occasional business deals, ones that were best kept on the down low but weren't so risky in case they got out.
Peverell sat himself on the chair behind the counter and raised both his feet up on the table crossing them at the ankles. He had a dark red apple in his hand and he munched on it as he waited for the young man that needed a job here. Who knew, this could actually result in a very useful and loyal apprentice. Or fun death. |