where: end of summer fayre who: open to all
There was a lot of nostalgia in the air, but also sweets that were caked in sugar, beer sticking to the rims of people's glasses, and the sound of fun laughter. Mary was also happy that it was a great day to do some on-the-ground reporting with a mix of alumni and the community. "Excuse me, I'm here with the Daily Prophet today. Mind answering a couple of questions?"
Her quill in hand, Freya had just finished jotting down a quote from one of her interviewees when she heard an all too familiar voice nearby. Mary Macdonald, a fellow reporter from The Daily Prophet. A furrow formed in Freya's brow as she approached.
"Does the Daily Prophet require two reporters to cover the fayre?" Freya remarked, "I was under the illusion that I was the assigned journalist."


















