Hello again.

Really, really sorry it took me so long to upload. I've been focusing on another project lately. And it isn't even halfway done yet.

But anyway. Here it is. It's ridiculously short. I'll try to update at least once a month from now on.

Enjoy. :D

Two men in emerald green shirts and jeans approached the group of four waiting by one of the platforms. One was tall, with a shock of red hair, and the other a head shorter than him, with messy, black hair.

"You are late," said a really thin man in a hat and smartly dressed in a suit. His face was hard, with high cheek bones and penetrating dark eyes. He was leaning against a wall.

"We are wizards," said the black haired man. "We are never late, nor are we early. We arrive precisely when we mean to."

A teenaged girl of about eighteen looked at the man in the suit. "Can't argue with that." She was dressed in a tunic and trousers, all black except for a little dark red at the hems. On her right hand was a black ring that radiated dark power.

The man just grunted in reply.

The other man with him, a tall, bald, muscularly fit guy, with grey eyes held out his hand. "Elder Bespoke."

The redhead shook it. "Auror Weasley."

The man who had spoken first did the same. "Auror Potter. And you are?" He was referring to the rest of the group.

The thin man replied. "Skulduggery Pleasant, detective." He shook hands with both Aurors.

The raven-haired girl held out her hand as well. "Valkyrie Cain."

"And the one with the ridiculous hair?"

The last member of the group scowled. He was a teenager as well, but a few years older than the girl. He was wearing a blue hoodie and jeans, and his blonde hair was all done up in spikes. "Fletcher Renn."

Auror Potter nodded. "I'm afraid we will have to wait here a while longer for the others to arrive."

Renn let out a groan. "What? We have to wait some more?"

Auror Weasley just gazed at him. "Do you have a problem with that?"

The Auror's stare shut him up.

"Thought not," Weasley muttered.

"So," Cain started casually. "Mind telling us what's going on?"

Pleasant's eyes met the Aurors'. Potter nodded.

"Is there anywhere we can get a drink?" Pleasant asked.

"There's a great café a few minutes from here. It's bound to be crowded around this time." Weasley answered.

Bespoke nodded. "Lead the way."

As they were leaving the station, Cain caught up to Potter.

"You totally stole that line from Lord of the Rings."

By the way. Thank you, if you stuck with this story.

And thanks to SapphireShadowgirl, for reviewing and adding me to her favourite stories/authors list.

~SkellyVal