Private message to Bill Weasley

[alt_corax]

You haven't gone home yet, have you?

Comments

[alt_corax]

Yeah? Anyone see you do it?

[alt_bill]

Miss Lamont did. She taught me how to do it.

[alt_corax]

Hell of a first date, Weasley. Don't get your hopes up, though, my sources say she's sleeping with Mafalda Hopkirk. Not sure she's even into blokes.

[alt_bill]

That's not something I'm worried about in the least, sir.

Who do you need cruciated?

[alt_corax]

The administrator at Bawsey is a woman named Serena Dankworth. Few weeks back a couple of sprogs split from the camp; no one made any particular attempt to find them, which in retrospect may have cost a wizard his life. (Wasn't killed by the sprogs, obviously, but anyone who'd followed the sprogs might have found the rest of the group in time to stop them.)

The camp's had a bit of turnover in the last few years and Dankworth's efficient enough no one wants to see her fired, so you're to cruciate her for at least thirty seconds. No doubt your Auror girlfriend taught you the ten-second rule. If you have to do it in three bursts, or more than that, that's fine. I'll send Pontus Kendall along to watch the clock.

I was going to take care of this myself but the day really got away from me. She's been instructed to wait in her office until someone arrives for her punishment. If you don't find her, firecall me immediately. If you can't manage the spell, Pontus will firecall me and I'll come out there, but she'll be a lot happier if that doesn't happen, because when I cruciate people, I don't watch the bloody clock.

[alt_bill]

Understood, sir.

I am on my way. Will Kendall meet me there?

[alt_corax]

He's waiting for you outside the office, you dawdler.

Order Only

[alt_bill]

I'll do my best to keep you organised so that you can keep on top of little chores like this yourself with no need to delegate them to me.

You insufferable arse.