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carolyn-wilkes:
macnair:
“General curiosity mostly.”
“Fair.”
luciusofmalfoy:
“Do give it some thought.”
“Okay.”
fletcher-mundungus:
“Can’t. Never learned how to read,” Mundungus replied, with a straight face. “Help a bloke out and sum up the juicy parts for me?”
fletcher-mundungus:
“Well, then, what have ya heard?” Mundungus asked, persisting in talking to Tristan. His eyes darted around, nervously—he hated those creatures. Was it getting cold? He had been asking that question the whole day because of course he had to live in the country with the worst weather to determine if there were Dementors around.
“Read the paper.”
carolyn-wilkes:
“How is everyone at work?”
“Alright.”
luciusofmalfoy:
“I realize the term may be unfamiliar, but I assure you, it’s considered a very good thing…”
“Huh.”
macnair:
“Why’d you care, anyway?”
mulcimperius:
“I didn’t. What are you talking about?”
“Dementors.”
luciusofmalfoy:
“If you were more proactive in taking the credit, you could build a something of a reputation… and that could help you get promoted. Move to a higher seat at the table, as it were.”
“Promoted,” Tristan repeated.
fletcher-mundungus:
“What ‘what’?” Mundungus repeated, with a quizzical look about him. “Were ya talking about the Dementors? Or Quidditch?”
“Uh -- Dementors,” he responded gruffly, turning back to who he was talking to to find they had excused themselves.
carolyn-wilkes:
“Quite the eventful month, huh?”
“Sure was.”
macnair:
“What good does it do to be friends with you then?”
macnair:
“Thought maybe you’d say something more than ‘I’ve heard’. Thought someone in your position might have better information than ‘aahh dementors’.”
“‘Fraid not. Past doing my job, I don’t know any more than you.”
carolyn-wilkes:
“Did you? Just… heard?”
“Yeah.”
fletcher-mundungus:
“Yes, good. But what have ya heard? Details, mate!” Mundungus muffled, more or less intruding on the conversation.
Tristan blinked once at the interruption, “What?”
“Yeah, I suppose.”