Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2019 3:11:17 GMT -7
a quiet face.
27TH DECEMBER 2024
THE LEAD UP to Christmas was one that Flora had looked forward to until she viewed her calendar earlier in the week. The twenty-second was a full moon, a harsh time for the Lowell girl and other werewolves alike, allowing her to come to the realisation to why she looked so sickly as the days led up and as well as the days that had passed. This full moon was a harsh one, yet the Lowell remember to take the Wolfsbane potion, returning the humanity and the aggressiveness against humans. Not that she usually found any. From the days that came next, Flora remained ill-looking around Christmas, and the same way her Christmases had been for the last four years, Flora kept it simple. A small Muggle-inspired cooked meal of her own. Flora enjoyed cooking, but didn’t exactly have the right amount of space to express her creative mind.
The twenty-seventh was the day Flora returned to work, considering the Ministry couldn’t risk closing for the entire holiday the same way other places could. Strolling inside from using the Floo Network, Flora was almost half-an-hour early for her shift. But thirty minutes gave her enough time to read through the case files her boss decided to drop on her desk. Arriving on level four, she nodded to the receptionist with a smile and pushed open the main doors that welcomed her view with a bunch of desks, plaques scattered at the front of each of them with everyone’s name. One name had always stood out to her though, Renard Goyle — as he sat in front of her. In the small amount of months she had been in the Beast Division, she had never found the moment to even mutter a Good Morning or a simple Hello. It was perhaps along the idea of having an entire conversation, though a greeting was fine for her introverted self.
Resting back in her chair with a sigh, Flora reached out for the first folder upon her desk. Luckily she only had six to deal with today and hoped at least one of them was around the registry of a Werewolf and none being around the Capture Unit for Werewolves. Being a werewolf herself, Flora was sure even her own name was registered somewhere, though she always believed anything related to Werewolves should have been allocated to the Beings Division rather than the Beasts. It was unfair really, but the Lowell had no voice or friends to vent to of her opinions. Curse her sceptical side.
renard walt goyle & hopefully this works!