I hope you're all well. :) As promised, the next chapter is up! :D Here's an exciting fact: "Innocent" has surpassed "White Flags"'s wordcount! :D
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“Sit,” he said. She
perched tentatively on the couch. “None of that. Put your feet up, or lie
down.” She stared at him. “While you’re my trainee, you’re to treat this house
- or any house I’m living with - as your own. You can choose one of the guest
rooms and use it when you want. You can use my laundry room and my kitchen but
if you eat something, you replace it.”
She nodded, stunned.
“You’d trust me?” Everything she’d ever heard about Moody suggested he was an
incredibly private, incredibly paranoid man.
“We’ll be working
together for the next three years,” he said bluntly. She noticed he hadn’t said
yes. “I don’t want any of this tip-toeing around each other. You have a
question, ask it. You want to say something, say it. Am I clear?”
“Yes,” she said,
remembering to leave off the ‘sir’ at the last moment. She had a feeling, if
Mad-Eye really was as forward as he was acting, that they’d get along just
fine.
Enjoy this chapter - the next one will be up in a few days, as usual. :)
Until next time!
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