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Delilah Jane Spinnet ([info]takeyoudown) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2011-06-01 00:16:00


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Entry tags:delilah spinnet, henry wadcock

Oh Henry!
Delilah was beyond excited to be meeting up with Henry. Yes, she legitimately wanted to talk about business. Her schedule and the people wanting to sponsor her and such was getting hectic and she needed help. And who better to help her than the fabulous quidditch agent that was Henry Wadcock. Granted she didn't play quidditch but really, that was semantics.

Not to mention, she'd really use anything thing to have the excuse to pester him on a daily basis again.

So she waited patiently for him to join her at a corner booth at the Three Broomsticks for lunch. She sipped on her drink watching the door, wondering just how much she could talk Henry into doing.


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[info]fictitious
2011-06-02 01:41 am UTC (link)
The Three Broomsticks. How had he agreed to the Three Broomsticks? Henry could name at least five locations where Delilah had been more than inappropriate, and there were banned for the year during the winter of 6th year after she'd snuck some snowballs in there for an indoor snowball fight---

There must be something wrong with him, that he kept agreeing to hang out with her, and see her. Henry had gotten over his little (okay, maybe big) fancy on Delilah years ago, but she was one of the few people he'd kept in contact with since he'd left Hogwarts and Henry, as much of a grump as he could be, was not willing to lose a relationship like that.

He spotted her immediately, and smirked as he realized she'd had her keen on him since he passed the front windows of the restaurant. Henry slid into the booth and raised his eyebrows, looking expectant, "So, what kind of trouble do you want to get into now?"

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[info]takeyoudown
2011-06-02 02:51 am UTC (link)
"All sorts, as always." Delilah said with a cheeky grin. "And dragging you along makes it all the more fun, but that's for later. First things first."

She pulled out a bag that had various pieces of parchment shoved in it, and a few rolls threatening to fall out. "I am miserable at organizational skills. Where as you are fantastic at organizing things. And ever since that Wizarding Fair article, I've been getting owls every other day from sponsors or tournaments or whoever and its getting to be to much."

She put on a exaturated pout. "So be my agent and help me?"

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[info]fictitious
2011-06-06 10:15 pm UTC (link)
"Hold on, hold on." Henry twitched at the sight of all the parchment in disarray and grabbed for them to try and smooth them out. Holy hell, she was getting some big deals for magazine ads and appearances---how the hell had she managed not to lose any of these offers with the mess she had in that bag of hers?

Henry unrolled one of the documents, eyes scanning the pages. It seemed like all the jargon he knew and used often for his quidditch stars, but this could be a totally different world. He knew that dueling was the second most popular sport in the the UK, so it made sense that the sport's top female athelete was sought after, but he'd never expected something like this.

"You do know I handle quidditch accounts, correct?" he asked, but didn't bother to look up at Delilah because the more he read, the more engrossed he became and the more the wheels in his head began to turn at the prospect of this prospective new venture.

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[info]takeyoudown
2011-06-07 12:08 pm UTC (link)
"Yes. But..." Delilah started because she couldn't know if this was leading to a yes or a no and not knowing what answer she was going to get made her feel antsy. "Look at this mess. And I have no idea what to do with it. And you do. I saw what you did with your brother. This should be super easy compared to that train wreak even if its not even the same sport. Please Henry."

She pouted a little bit. "Pleeeease. Quidditch, dueling. It can't be that much different. Please please pleasssse? Look you already excited at the prospect. I can see it."

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