He frowned down at the woman behind the mask, "How do you know my name?"
Jake wasn't entirely sure why he was here. Well, no. Ollie was attending, and after their month long venture in search of his friend's abandoned child, it seemed like they both needed an evening that didn't involve intensive questioning of people who didn't speak English. He felt guilty for having come up empty, and...his empathy for Ollie had impressed his healer greatly. It was apparently a good thing that Jake had found himself caring about someone other than himself.
The woman behind the mask had flaming red hair, and his mind raced to recall a redhead that he knew. His memory had been jilted, but---Jake stepped closer, eyes narrowing as he tried to see beyond her mask.
"Charlotte?" he said, and to his own surprise he found the corners of his lips turning up. Charlotte Sweeting. They had dated in Hogwarts, ending their relationship because he was leaving and entering the auror program. Jake remembered feeling noble about the act, even though it pained him to think about. The older aurors had made it a point that relationships rarely lasted through training, and with how the war was raging...Jake recalled thinking that he was going to save Charlotte a lot of heartache.
"Charlotte Sweeting," Jake said, standing straighter. His
mask remained on his forehead, as the constriction he felt with it on making him more uncomfortable than he'd like to be. The crowds and the loud noises were already giving him a migraine. "How are you?"
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