The Right by Parks and Fiction Chapter 19 Pansy shot up in bed,
grasping her wand as the door burst open.
A shirtless Neville stepped in, the tip of his wand aglow.
We need to get to the Ministry. He started digging through the
drawers. What is it?
What's happened? I don't know, he said.
I just got a stag from Harry. Something's happened at the
shop. She flew out of bed.
Was it trashed again? She gasped.
What about Daphne and Astoria? They're fine.
The shop's fine. The Ward's held, he said.
Harry just said we need to meet him there.
She dressed quickly and they flew together.
It wasn't yet midnight, but the deserted Ministry atrium was
dark and eerie. Neville marched towards the
lifts. Potter was waiting for them when
they got off at level 2. What happened?
She demanded. Are Daphne and Tori OK?
They're fine. He said A story is a little
shaken. Daphne's pretty pissed.
Did you catch you set off the wards?
Never last. Harry nodded, his body stiff as
a board. Who?
You are not going to like this. They marched into a room where
Gawain, Robards, Daphne and Astoria were gathered.
On the other side of the room, there was a long glass window.
Through it she saw a small room with a table and two chairs.
One was empty and the other. What's Dennis doing here?
Neville demanded. Not cooperating.
Robards said He's fully cooperated.
Astoria snapped. I don't know how many times I
have to tell you. Dennis and I were working late
on a site because the shop had already been targeted.
Once he escorted me home, neither of us realised touching
the doorknob would set off the wards.
That's it, Robards, the Head or a cut off Potter.
You're the one who created the profile of Missus Longbottom's
vandal, He said. The suspect is most likely a
former target of you know who or his followers, someone who lost
business or property during the Second Wizarding War, or even a
family member, perhaps Mr. Parkinson himself.
What a thorough profile, Daphne said.
Congratulations. Oh, Chosen 1, you managed to
rule out at least 10% of the whizzing population of Britain.
Colin was murdered by Rookwood, not Pansy's father.
Astoria said her father was too much of A coward for open
battle. He'd only entered the Hogwarts
grounds once Harry Potter was dead, and he was assured of
victory. Hadn't worked out very well for
him. Potter pulled off his glasses
and ran his hands over his face. Neville clapped him on the
shoulder. All Mr. Crevy needs to do is
surrender his wand for inspection.
Robard said. As long as there's nothing
suspicious on it. Dennis Crevy's job is magical
construction. Of course you're going to find
spells used in the destruction of Missus Longbottom's property
present, likely on the day of the attack.
They all turned as Katie Bell strode into the room, looking
far too put together in her pristine robe and heels for a
Midnight Run to the Ministry. Potter blinked.
Katie, what are you doing here? I'm here on behalf of my client.
Client. Robot spluttered.
Mr. Creevy doesn't even have a single charge yet.
Excellent. Katie said.
In that case, I will escort him home with your apologies for the
inconvenience. Potter rocked back on his heels,
grinning as his supervisor started sputtering.
He's not free to go, Robard snapped.
We're holding him for questioning about his connection
to the vandalisation of Pansy Longbottom's store back in July.
Katie crossed her arms. Let me get this straight, Dennis
escorts Astoria Greengrass home for her own protection after
their work at the Parkinson Estate Manor ran late?
And you think that makes him the person who vandalised Pansy's
store 4 months ago? He fits Potter's profile.
Robard said. What profile?
Pansy asked. Potter handed her the file.
She skimmed it before passing it back.
That's half of the magical population of Britain.
That's what I said. Daphne muttered.
Katy's eyes flicked up with a hint of a smirk.
Are you serving as Mr. Crevey's counsel as well, Miss
Greengrass? Daphne's lip curled into a small
snare that only made Katie smirk widen.
If he could provide us with an alibi from the night of the
attack or surrender his wand for weighing, we'd be happy to let
him go. Robards said.
Where is his wand? Katie asked.
It somehow ended up in the shop in the scuffle when the wards
went off and our team appeared. Robards said both Miss Green
Grasses are refusing to let the Aura team into the shop or their
apartment to retrieve it. We've already had our privacy
violated by one of your teams this month.
Daphne sneered. We know Dennis is innocent.
We won't let you fabricate another excuse to go through our
things. Perhaps you should rent from a
non criminal. Robard said.
That's not fair. Neville snapped.
Potter glanced at him, emotion flicking over his face too fast
to read. Robards rounded on Pansy.
Exactly why are your wards so strong, Missus Longbottom?
She smiled. I asked Hermione Granger to
assist after the attack on my shop.
Potter chuckled. No wonder we can't get in.
Robards eyes narrowed at him before his gaze landed on Pansy.
Something sparked in his expression.
Why don't you take Missus Longbottom to her shop to obtain
the missing wand? 4 pairs of eyes immediately shot
her, warning glares ranging from pleading to downright homicidal.
Potter and Neville. She understood.
Daphne and Astoria were another matter entirely.
Why were they trying to hide Denis's wand and for what
purpose? Katie took the decision out of
her hands. As I already said, the missing
wand isn't going to give you any information other than further
your misplaced suspicions. She said Dennis casts bombarder
more days than he doesn't. He does a lot of wand and curse
breaking too. Astoria said most of those old
estates have some nasty spells that need to be removed.
Interesting way to plead Mr. Creevy's innocence, Robard said.
He'd didn't do it, but he has the skills and knowledge from
his everyday work to know how everyone in your department has
the skills as well. Katie said.
Robard's eyes narrowed. Does he have an alibi for the
evening Missus Longbottom's store was vandalised.
Do you remember exactly where you were on a random night four
months ago? I wasn't found trying to break
into Missus Longbottom's shop, Neither was Dennis, He was being
a godric damned Gryffindor trying to open a fucking door
for me. Astoria snapped.
Daphne shushed her. Katie glanced at the window.
Can he not see us from in there? Our side is a window.
His side is just a mirror. Robards jerked his head.
Potter's idea. It's a very common Muggle police
interrogation tactic, Potter said.
I already told you it isn't going to work on Muggle borns.
His father is a milkman and his mother works for his uncle's
construction company. Robard said.
He wouldn't know anything about Muggle police procedure.
It's common knowledge amongst muggles, Potter said.
Well then, what good is it if they know they're being watched?
He sighed. It's to keep the witness
identity secret and an intimidation factor.
He said. They know they're being watched,
but not by who or what they're saying.
Robots frowned. And that works on Muggles?
He shrugged. Just the threat of Veritaserum
gets all sorts of Wizards and witches to confess all sorts of
things. Katie turned to them,
interrupting their banter. If Dennis will submit to
questioning and devote A serum, will you let him go without
weighing his wand? Katie now Astoria gasped.
Why don't any of you want his wand weighed so badly?
Robards asked. Katie met his stare and
flinchingly. Because of his career, it will
only cast more suspicions on him and we'll end up here anyway.
He said. Let's just cut to the quick.
Robards eyed. Potter.
Your case, he said. Your call.
He crossed his arms with a petulant look on his face.
I think Astoria and Denis are telling the truth and he should
be let go. Robards frowned.
You're letting your emotions get the best of you, He said.
You don't get to hold your friends to different standards.
The condition of him taking Vertiserum is that I get to do
the questioning and silence him at any point if he starts
veering off subject. Katie said finally.
Potter sighed. If Dennis OK's it, I'll go get
it. Robard said.
I'll brief Dennis. Katie walked into the hallway.
Moments later, they saw her enter the room.
Oh, thank God. Dennis breathed the moment he
saw her. Thank Astoria.
Katie said, sliding into the seat across from him.
Lucky she remembered saying that.
I've done the legal work for your business and sent for me.
His eyes darted over Katie's shoulder to the window.
Who's all watching us, Harry, who's probably gloating that the
mirror didn't trick you. He smirked.
Did he say it was a muggle please thing?
Apparently it's been a rather ingenious way to catch various
witches and Wizards confessing things.
She said robots didn't believe that it's common knowledge
amongst muggles. His smirk spread.
Nice to know my upbringing has some advantages in this society.
Katie grinned. Neville and Pansy Longbottom and
Daphne and Astoria Greengrass are back there as well.
He frowned. Why the Greengrass is still
being held. He looked past her at the
mirror. Harry let them go.
Daphne and Astoria are here to give testimony to why you were
present at the premises this evening, and they're going to
remain until you are released or charges are filed.
Katie said Harry should still let them go.
He called at the mirror. Potter glanced over at the two
Greengrass sisters. You are both free to leave now
that you've given your statements.
Dennis gave his statement too. What's he still doing here?
Astoria asked. I'd like to know the same thing.
Potter muttered back in the interrogation room.
Dennis looked back at the Katie. They really think it was me in
July. I think Robard's wand is so far
up his ass that he's being a little bitch about Harry trying
to take Pansy's case seriously. And you're caught in between.
Dennis pressed his lips together.
Potter pressed his wand to his throat, casting his voice into
the room. Katie, he's going to be back
soon. She glanced over her shoulder.
Thanks for letting me know, she said.
I'll be sure to say it again when he's here to hear it.
Dennis pressed his first into his mouth, shoulders shaking
with repressed laughter. Katie turned back to him.
So the option is to provide an airtight alibi for the night of
the vandalisation and offer your wand for weighing or agree to
questioning under veritaserum. He immediately tensed.
I will be doing the questioning and I will silence you at any
point if you start going off track.
She said. Once you answer the questions to
Robot's satisfaction, you can come back to my flat until you
sleep it off. He didn't look convinced how
quick. His lips continued moving, but
no words emerged from his mouth. He touched his throat, looking
stunned. I'm a solicitor, Katie said.
I'm very good at one less wordless silencing charms.
The corner of his mouth rose, looking slightly impressed.
It is your decision, but it is my professional opinion that you
can take the Verity serum now and get this whole issue
resolved as quickly as possible. Finally, he nodded.
You can talk now. You scare me a little, he said.
She grinned. Robots came in shortly
thereafter. He placed three drops of a clear
liquid into a glass of water. Dennis stared at it for a
moment. His eyes flicked back up to
Katie's. I've got you, Dennis, she said
softly. Promise.
With that guarantee, he downed the glass of water in three
large gulps. The change was almost immediate.
His face grew slack and his eyes became unfocused.
Robots leaned against the wall inside the chamber, watching
Dennis intently. Please state your full name,
Katie said softly. Dennis Fitzgerald Creevy, why
were you at Pansy Longbottom shop tonight?
I was walking Tory home. His lips kept moving, but there
was no sound. Robots turned to Katie.
You can't silence him for everything.
Pansy glanced over at Tory. She seemed mildly irritated at
best, but there was something more, an edge to her feelings.
Daphne had it too. She vacillated between annoyance
with Dennis and fear for Astoria.
It was subtle, hardly noticeable to anyone who didn't know them
as well as Pansy did, but it was there, which made no sense.
There was no reason to fear for Tory unless this was part of the
embezzlement scheme somehow. Was Dennis involved?
Katie picked up the interrogation again.
Did you vandalise Pansy Longbottom store in July?
No Do you have any intention of causing harm to Pansy Longbottom
or any property she owns? No, A funny smile brightened his
expression. I kind of like her.
She wants everyone to think she's a bitch, but actually she
really cares. Astoria glanced at Pansy, a
small smile tugging her lips. Potter eyed her like he was
trying to decide if what Dennis said was true or not.
Neville looked like he was about to burst out laughing.
It's like the muggle fashion thing.
Dennis said. And getting Hermione to start
the programme for muggle born students at Hogwarts.
Colin and I needed that, our parents needed it, and Pansy
made it happen. Pansy sighed.
Potter let him go. He's obviously far too naive to
have a mastermind to attack my shop, which, to be honest,
wasn't all that brilliant to begin with.
His look of suspicion transfigured into a glare.
Neville, however, smirked, proving the first point he made
about you true. I see Denis was continuing so
she didn't have a chance to respond and everything she's
doing to help tore. His lips continued moving as
Katie cut off his voice again. Katie didn't want him telling
anyone that she was helping Tory or Daphne, which meant Katie
knew about the embezzlement plan.
The owner of the crew Tory works with the most has a few friends
at the ministry. He found her a solicitor who
developed a plan to invest as much of our family fortune into
the business as possible. Katie had come up with a plan
and had been helping Astoria and Daphne all along.
She was pretending she hardly knew Daphne or Astoria because
of it. Dennis clearly was in on it as
well. This was the second time he had
called Astoria Tori. Few people used her nickname
before the Veritaserum. He'd only called her Astoria.
Clearly they were closer than they wanted anyone to notice.
What on earth did the scheme involve that kept Denis and Tory
up past midnight? The only thing she could imagine
two people would be up at at that hour in a manner by
themselves. She clapped her hand over her
mouth, trying to suppress her laughter.
Dennis and Astoria hadn't been working late together, alone in
her manner. And if the last spell Dennis had
cast was a contraceptive charm? She fought off another giggle.
Daphne shot her an unamused look.
Potter and Neville were both watching her too.
She didn't need Tory's pleading look.
Azkaban ran on rumours and gossip, not a single hint of a
relationship between Astoria and a muggle born could reach their
father's ears. Not until Daphne and Astoria had
the money they needed for her cure.
She rubbed her brow. Sorry.
She slid the back of her hand across her forehead as
dramatically as possible. I'm just so tired.
Well, we'll try to wrap this up soon for the sake of your beauty
rest. Potter muttered darkly.
Harry, Neville chided. The chosen one let out a hoof.
On the other side of the glass robots was giving Katie her own
lecture. I have more questions.
She said, cutting him off. I really don't think it's a good
use of anyone's time to listen to Dennis go on about Pansy when
he clearly harbours no ill will towards her.
You didn't ask about his brother, did you?
The mood in the room immediately darkened.
Katie took a moment to compose herself.
Dennis, she said. Do you blame Pansy Longbottom
for the death of your brother? No, I blame Rookwood and
Voldemort and anyone else who served him.
Do you think Pansy served Voldemort?
No, she was going to turn Potter over to Voldemort.
Robards cut in. I don't think she actually
wanted him turned over. He said you weren't there when
Voldemort's voice filled the Great Hall.
I practically. Katie cut him off with a
silencing charm again and rounded on robots.
The agreement was that I do the questioning.
She snapped. Next time you interrupt or
address Dennis in any way, I will silence you, understood?
He waved his hand as if to instruct her to continue.
Katie turned back to Dennis. Do you believe that any children
of former Death Eaters should be held responsible for the sins of
their parents? She could feel the same tension
she felt in her gut radiating from Daphne and Tory.
The question All of them, Daphne and Tory and her and Theo had
grappled with for years. No, he said.
Some of them had it as bad or worse than the rest of us.
Potter scoffed. Neville, Pansy, Daphne and
Astoria were silent. Neville reached down and
squeezed Pansy's hand once before interlacing their
fingers. Katie turned towards robots.
Anything else? Dennis, we need a minute, we'll
be right back. His lips moved, chatting on, but
no sound emerged. Katie wasn't leaving anything to
chance. Robots still looked sceptical as
they walked back into the observation room.
He answered every question. Potter said without preamble.
He rubbed his jaw. Yeah, he'd obviously sensed
something suspicious about the situation.
Potter, between his thing about saving people and friendship
with Dennis and guilt over Colin's death, remained
oblivious to it all. Time to draw attention away from
the Green Grass sisters. Pansy wrapped her other hand
around Neville's arm as if she needed him for comfort.
It seems like he really meant it.
She looked up at Neville. You knew him well in school.
You don't think you'd be capable of trashing my store, do you?
There was a hint of suspicion in his gaze at what she was up to,
but loyalty to his friend won in the end.
No, it's not something Dennis would do at all.
She gave him a small smile. Taking an extra 15 minutes at
the end of an already long day to help someone who's hardly
more than an acquaintance sounds like something you would do.
He'd spent half an hour operating his drunk friends back
to their homes after the Gryffindor Slytherin Quidditch
match. Probably put a glass of water in
a hangover potion by each of their beds as well.
Stepping closer to him, she glared at Robards.
Especially since we never know when someone in the Aura
department might turn their back when they're feeling like a two
week vacation might just hit the spot.
Robot's eyes narrowed. He leaned against the wall,
crossing his arms and staring her down like she was little
more than dirt. Cresswell immediately confessed
to his wrongdoing and how much he regrets it.
That was news to her. Perhaps you should give it a
try, Missus Longbottom. She smiled at him.
Oh, that's very important to me. She said.
Any time I'm in the wrong or do something I regret, I'm the
first to admit it and apologise. He snorted.
She could practically hear Potter's teeth grinding.
Pansy. Neville muttered in a warning
tone. Fun as this is, I take it Dennis
can go now? Katie asked.
Yes, he's clear. Robard said.
Please extend our department's apologies in the morning.
She nodded once, heels clicking as she marched out of the room.
Harry, we do appreciate you continuing the investigation
into the vandal. Neville said.
Pansy gave him a bright smile. Yes, thank you to everyone at
the Department of Magical Law Enforcement who does their jobs.
She threw Robards a look. We do hope it's not too much of
an ask. We are grateful.
Neville said. He shot Potter an apologetic
look. Sorry, it's just Leighton, the
stress about the attack has been a lot.
He nodded. Pansy smirked.
Do give our love to Jinny. His face tightened as any
goodwill Neville had earned her immediately vanished.
Feeling Neville stiffened next to her, Pansy dropped his arm
and went over to Daphne. Come on, we'll flue you both
home and make sure everything's OK there.
Daphne squeezed Pansy's hand as they walked towards the lifts.
Once they checked over her shop and verified nothing was damaged
and the wards were fully in place, she and Neville returned
home. Why did you do that?
He asked, his voice weary. She lifted an eyebrow.
Harry's trying to help you. He said.
From what I understand is one of the few in the department who's
actually willing only because of his friendship with Neville.
So I should be flattered that one of the member of the
Department of Magical Law Enforcement is actually
attempting to enforce the law? No, but intentionally
antagonising them about what you said about Harry in the Great
Hall when you had a legitimate reason for they needed a
villain, she said. Tonight.
They needed a villain, and it wasn't going to be Dennis.
He stared at her for several long moments.
Altruism is a Gryffindor trait, you know.
She smiled up at him, stepping closer.
Is it? She ran her hands up his chest.
I guess we have more in common than I thought.
He pushed her hands off him and stepped away.
Don't do that. She pouted.
What? Pretend you did what you did for
Dennis just to manipulate me? She crossed her arms.
Don't assume you have any idea why I do anything that I do,
Longbottom. Why are you so afraid of people
thinking you're a good person, Pansy, I'm not a good person.
She snapped. I've never been a good person.
I am a selfish judge, mental bitch.
Pansy. She wasn't done.
There is not a decision I have ever made that hasn't been for
myself in some way, she said. I've never done anything for
someone that I wouldn't hesitate to use against them as soon as I
needed something in return. The sooner he fucking figured it
out, the better. Every person in this world is
either a user or gets used. She said.
I'm not going to let myself be used, Not again.
He gave her a long, assessing look.
That's not true. He said, voice soft.
She let out a laugh. Isn't it?
She demanded. Tell me, what exactly are you
getting out of this arrangement? He blinked.
Is it the way I've come between you and your friends, affected
your chances of ever getting back together with Hannah?
The way I've manipulated you into promising to complete a
ritual that violates your upstanding Gryffindor morals?
She threw her arm out at his bedroom.
I mean, I know I'm good in the sack, but no one's that good,
she said. Not when you could so easily get
it from someone else. Anger sparked in his eyes.
He stepped forward, towering over her.
Our physical relationship has nothing to do with any of the
rest of this, he said. If you were just using your body
in attempt to manipulate me, then that aspect of this whole
thing is over. Shame burned through her and she
dropped her head. Is that what this has been for
you? He demanded.
No, she whispered finally. The word hung in the dark room
for several long heartbeats. There was almost no line she
wouldn't cross in order to keep her magic and earn her freedom.
Horing herself out didn't even come close to that line, But
implying that that was what she was doing to Neville, cheapening
what they had together like that, felt wrong.
No, she said again. No, that's never been what it is
for me. He let out a long sigh.
You know why you haven't been using me, Pansy, despite how
difficult you've tried to make it for me at every turn.
She glanced up at him. You can't take what's freely
being given. Daphne was uncharacteristically
nervous the next morning when Pansy showed up at the shop.
It was in the firm way she held her stance, the completely
unaffected look she portrayed, the flawless hair and makeup
armour for what she feared was coming.
Pansy held out the tea and pastry she'd picked up.
Did you actually find a cure? Daphne nodded.
Yes, she said. Father's study when we were
going through it after his arrest, their father had it the
entire time for him to prefer watching his daughter slowly
waste away rather than break the curse.
Is Dennis part of it? She hesitated.
His mother? She frowned.
Most muggleborns are the only witches or Wizards in their
family, Daphne said. It's as if the magic takes time
to manifest and there's only enough for one child.
The fact that both Colin and Dennis were Wizards is actually
incredibly rare. She hadn't known that ever, even
taken the time to care. After the war, Dennis and his
mum did a lot of ancestry research.
Daphne said. She is a descendant from three
different lines of squibs from her mother's mother, her
mother's father, and her father's mother's lines.
That has to be rather rare. Daphne laughed once.
The cure requires the blood of a muggle woman who comes from 2
lines of Wizards who has given birth to at least one magical
child. She said.
We thought that would be impossible to find.
Then Dennis let that little fact about his family drop.
She shook her head, a smile of disbelief blossoming across her
face. How much blood?
Pansy asked. Daphne shot her a sharp look.
Less than a pint. She said.
Honestly, Pansy, we're not about to murder a woman, especially
not Astoria's future mother-in-law.
She sipped her tea. Is the cure actually expensive?
Not that she would judge Daphne or Astoria for taking as much of
their inheritance as they could. Several of the other ingredients
are, she said. A few will probably have to be
obtained through questionable legal means, meaning bribes on
top of the cost. Any that had grown in the
Hogwarts greenhouses, she'd find a way to get Neville to provide
them. Draco and Dennis are working on
acquiring all the necessary ingredients.
She arched her brow. Draco's known since they called
off the betrothal. Daphne said Tory asked him to
spread the rumour of her not being physically capable of
carrying an air so that she wouldn't get trapped in another
betrothal agreement to someone less understanding.
That rumour had impacted Daphne as much as Tory, but she'd never
seen her friend even express a hint of bitterness about it.
Dennis is working on obtaining the more illegal ingredients.
Daphne said. He'll be taken a little less
seriously if he's caught doing something on the fringes of
legality than Draco. Call in some favours from
Potter. She nodded.
She looked down at the take away cup of tea.
Our father's solicitor can weigh our ones at any point, she said,
to make sure that we aren't behaving beneath our situation.
Giving their father licence to strip them of their inheritance.
It explained why Dennis was the one casting the contraceptive
charms. Trace apothecary purchases too.
Dory can't take most potions. She still didn't know the
details of Tory's curse, where the potions made it worse or
would just be ineffective. Getting pregnant with a
muggleborn's child out of wedlock would certainly blow
things up for Tory. Well, hopefully Mr. Creevy won't
be doing anything as foolish as he was last night.
Again. Daphne rubbed her forehead.
I know. She glanced up.
Thank you. She offered her a small smile.
Can't let Tori get into trouble until she's done with my manner.
Reaching across the counter, Daphne squeezed her hand.
They looked up as a crack sounded.
Katie Bell and Dennis Creevy stood outside the shop.
Pansy flicked open the door with her want.
Dennis looked sheepish as he entered the store.
Morning. She gave him her most haughty
expression. Here to cause another
disturbance, Mr. Creevy, Just to get my wand.
Daphne set it on the counter. Thanks.
He turned to Pansy. And thank you for being so
understanding last night. I'm prepared to take Astoria and
Neville's word that you can be trusted if you give me yours,
that it won't happen again. He nodded.
It will not, he said. I also wanted to apologise if
anything I said about you while undevoriticerum was hurtful in
any way. She smiled.
You were very much mistaken last night, she said.
I don't pretend to be a bitch. I am one.
The corner of his mouth rose. I believe what I said is that I
knew you liked people thinking you're a bitch, he said.
I never said you weren't one. She almost laughed.
She was starting to like him. She jerked her head towards the
back. This way he didn't move.
For what you to make up for last night?
Daphne and Katie trailed after them as she brought him to the
storage room. She nodded to the stack of
unbuilt shelves against the wall.
I need those built, she said. I want them all along this wall,
6 high, 18 1/2 inches between each.
He stared at her. You do construction, right?
She asked. Surely a few shelves shouldn't
be too difficult, Pansy, Katie started.
No, it's fine, Dennis said. He lifted his wand.
I don't mind, She pushed his wand down.
Not now, she said. I have customers arriving in a
minute. He blinked.
You can do it tonight or early tomorrow morning, as long as it
won't disturb Daphne or Astoria. She said.
I'll add you to the wards so you can get in without bringing the
entire aura department down on our heads.
Again. A huge smile broke across his
face. I expect them done by Monday
morning. He eyed her.
And the wards. You'll be taken off them as soon
as I remember. You still have access.
She hoped he heard the unspoken order, but he could have access
to the wards, but only until someone noticed.
As soon as he did, they were gone.
He smiled. Got it.
Remember wall to wall, 6 high, 18 1/2 inches exactly.
She said. I will make you redo them if
they're wrong, they won't be good.
She said. Now, as I said, I have customers
arriving soon and I don't like them to see the help.
In any case, I believe you have another job to get to for me.
He had a goofy little smile on his face.
Thanks, Pansy. Katy was watching her like she
was seeing her for the first time.
I get it now. Pansy arched an eyebrow.
Katy just smiled. You and Neville.
Without another word, she turned and followed Colin from the
store.