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Dec. 27th, 2007 | 05:31 am
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posted by: latinbean in hoggiewarts

Who: Emmeline, Fabian
Where: Emmeline's apartment, Hogwarts grounds, Hogwarts Castle
When: 27 December, starting at 0743AM
What: Fabian is the auror moving Emmeline from her home to Hogwarts after the dissappearance of her mother, Jane Vance.

Fabian stood outside the Vance residence, staring at his watch while his loosely fisted hand hovered just over the door. He had arrived fifteen minutes previous, and had spent those minutes trying to look casual as he guarded the door. As time ticked down to 0743AM, Fabian rubbed at small scratches and scrapes on the gold, and wondered about the large dent near the wrist band. He couldn't remember how the watch had gotten so beat up, when he himself was fine.

At precisely 07:43:00, Fabian knocked shortly on the door, rapping three times before letting his hand drop to his side. Gideon's gift (warm earmuffs) was placed firmly over his ears, and the auror was also wearing the gloves and scarf he had gotten from Caradoc, as well as a jacket that Fabian had had for many years.

He counted the seconds, deciding to knock once more, before getting too worried about the poor girl inside.

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Fabian L. Prewett

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from: latinbean
date: Jan. 7th, 2008 06:44 am (UTC)

For a brief moment, Fabian thought to say yes. He thought of what he would have wanted to hear, in her position, and what he would have needed to hear.

"I don't know," Fabian said steadily. He set the dishes in the sink carefully. "I know that's not what you want to hear, but I don't want to tell you something that isn't true."

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Emmeline Vance

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from: regal_emma
date: Jan. 7th, 2008 06:47 am (UTC)

Emma leaned against the sink. He'd been honest with her and had she been thinking she would have been grateful. But at the moment, all she could feel was fear and guilt. Her mother was in god knows where and she could do nothing about it. A single tear rolled down her cheek.

The sink was filling and she shut off the water. "I'm sorry," she said with a sniff. "Would you mind if I just finish these? I don't want her to come home to a mess." Emma looked over her shoulder at him again, now closer than he'd been before.

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