July 30, Midafternoon, 221b Knockturn Alley
Dieter is running on pure adrenaline.
Tortured by the Dark Lord till the wee hours,
summoned to Malfoy Manor before he'd even had his breakfast. But it was worth it for the pile of money he'd been paid, and under Malfoy's protection, such as it was, he might have a chance to get out from under the thumb of Lord Whossit and breathe freely for the first time in years.
He'd be moving into the Manor, which meant being closer to Laetitia, but that was a complication too, as his
encounter with Dung had awoken feelings he'd thought long dead.
Too much to cope with today. Take one thing at a time.First, Malfoy's crystal skull. He'd already made inquiries and for a price he considered exhorbitant, one was waiting him in the back room of Borgin's shop. That's one off the list. Meeting with Filch would require a trip to Hogsmeade, that would have to come later. He'd send an owl, request a meeting at the Hogs Head.
"I seem to spend most of my time sending owls like a stupid lovesick girl," he mutters, and Bollocks, seeing him take up his quill starts to edge toward the window. "Oh no you don't," He grabs the owl and stuffs it unceremoniously in its cage and begins to write. When he's finished, he attaches both messages to Bollocks.
"Take the left one to Laetitia Parkinson, the right one to Argus Filch at Hogwarts and for Merlin's sake don't screw it up." He could just imagine Filch's face reading about how Dieter wanted to shower him with kisses and suck his little toes.
( To Argus Filch )( To Laetitia )As Bollocks wings his way across London, Dieter heads to Borgin & Burkes.
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