Fandom: Harry Potter
Mr Weatherby and his request
'Yes?' the blonde woman asked. She was the only one sitting in the room, placed behind a large desk . The door opened and the face of her secretary peeked through the small gap. The secretary was a very small women with short, black hair and she always looked like anyone was going to curse her the next moment.
'There is a Mr Weatherby out here, he wants to speak to you. Oh, and he says it's really urgent' she added.
Weatherby... the name sounded familar but the woman couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
'Ok, ok, let him in' she told the secretary, waving her hand to tell the woman she could go now. Then she began to write again, not bothered to look up when she heard the door open and close. For a moment, she thought someone muttered a closing spell, but then she scolded herself. Silly.
There were foot steps approaching her desk, quite heavy, so the mysterious Mr Weatherby had to be a tall