veni, vidi, vici.

Left them on your table under about 20 wards adjusted so that only you or Miss Watson can access them before I left the Ministry.

20 may have been a bit excessive but I can hardly blame you for being over-cautious. Still, thank you for handing them in on time. Apologies for having interrupted you at your house.

I don’t know, I never doubt your actions. But since you’ve come here with a reason, I’d like to know what it is.

Work, papers, deadlines, highly important - sound familiar?

No, of course not, Mr. Watson. My apologies.

Would I come here without reason?

“MERLIN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Annabelle yelled after receiving an unwelcome wake-up call. She hated yelling at people – truly. But there was only one way to react to being woken with a drenched face, and that was with some form of anger. Because she was angry. Her hands pulled the covers up to her face in order to mop up the liquid. There was no need for this. All she had done was help, give and risk a few things here and there and this was how she was repaid. Fantastic. Now she was even thinking selfishly.  “Just, just give me a minute.” She put her hand out as a gesture to hold on. Then she climbed out of bed and rubbed her eyes with the balls of her hands, followed by a yawn and a stretch. 

"Don't yell at me," Riley snapped, "I'm not exactly happy right now either. I wake up, everything smells of werewolf and it isn't exactly pretty. Especially now you're soaked in water. But that's my fault. Your mattress is horrifying too." He had decided it wasn't best to argue with Annabelle, only to argue anyway - not a huge problem, after all she was generally compliant and kept her mouth shut when other people spoke. That's what he thought anyway. He'd also thought Annabelle never raised her voice over usual speaking volume, which had turned out to be a wrong assumption. So he followed her orders to sit on the unappealing arm chair, his eyes constantly watching her in case she tried anything. Of course, it would have been hilarious if she did but Riley was starting to feel the 'Miss Sunshine' personality was a mask.

I have no idea why you’re here, but try not to get lost, hm? I can’t imagine what kind of apparation mistake you could have made to land at my doorstep.

I don't make mistakes, thank you.

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Wait, wait. Slow down. Explain that again, slowly, because I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.

I only asked you for your name.

Isn’t this against the law?

Remind me of the first and last time you read and understood every single law.

How damn hard is it to keep the bludger away from the seeker? Looks like my team needs some extra practice on top of the heavy work load.

Some?

Do we really need to do this?

Do we really need to do this?

I’m sure that’s already confirmed.

That's no surprise.

Does this mean I have an excuse to play pranks on people today? Or am I going to be scolded -if they go correctly- for being a right bitch?

If you want to confirm that you are a brat, go ahead and play a prank.

Trust me, my sentiments towards the night round out to apathy. I’m only here because of social obligation.

At least we have something in common. I was dreading a partner who was overly buoyant.