Hermione sat down on a wooden bench outside on of the shops along Diagon Alley. She set down the brown paper bag that contained her lunch beside her, not really feeling up to eating it just yet. She had just come from the Quango meeting, and honestly did not feel like going back to work. Her coworkers were being crabby about this and that, complaining about the weather.
She sighed, reluctantly pulling out her sandwich. She had to eat sometime.
Her sandwich was rather dull and boring in appearance, so Hermione hoped it would taste better than it looked. Just as she was going to bite into it, she felt a stab of pain in her leg, causing a muffled curse to be cried into the bread. She angrily set it down on her lap, looking for the culprit. When she noticed what was the cause of the pain, her angry expression softened instantly.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine, no worries at all." It really hadn't hurt. It was more surprising than anything.
There was a slight pause and Theo frowned as he tried to place the voice. "...Granger?" he concluded after a moment, expression a cross between annoyance and amusement. Ah fate, such a clever, cruel thing it was.
"I...was going to go look for you this afternoon actually," he said, trying to suppress any lingering feelings of anger towards the woman.
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She sighed, reluctantly pulling out her sandwich. She had to eat sometime.
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Click, Clack. Maybe I should stop at the bookshop.
Click, Clack. Though Ewling would probably destroy them before I got a chance to read them.
Click, Clack. Do I have cat food?
Click, THUNK. Fuck.
Head jerked towards the noise of cane smacking flesh and he hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry, are you all right?" he asked, chewing on his lower lip.
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"Oh, yes, I'm fine, no worries at all." It really hadn't hurt. It was more surprising than anything.
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"I...was going to go look for you this afternoon actually," he said, trying to suppress any lingering feelings of anger towards the woman.
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