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h e n r y ([info]fictitious) wrote in [info]valesco,
"THEY DO make my life hell!" He agreed with a laugh. How had Seth been so aware of his true feelings? Maybe his brother paid more attention than he thought. "They're all so dumb, oh my God, the things some of them say--how did you dolts graduate Hogwarts, huh? It's like talking to a Hufflepuff first year sometimes during these negotiations---"

Henry had spoken too quickly, and too much, and had to clench his jaw and narrow his eyes to focus once again. Focus on...the blonde across the way. Henry followed Seth's gaze and spotted the woman, who was staring toward them and smiling. And waving!

"Other people go drinking on Tuesday nights?" Henry let out, sitting back down. He contemplated this, and then shook his head, turning back to the bar and dropping his elbows to the counter, "She's staring at you, Mister Magpie."


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