Good morning/evening everyone! I'm back! Sorry for the long pause in updates, I was actually in Florida (it was a last minute decision, that was though about two Thursdays ago.) We went last Wednesday and came back this Sunday. I didn't bring my lappy with me, so I'm double posting today to make up for my absence. Anyway, I came back to see a flame. I would have taken it more seriously, if the reviewer didn't mention that the he/she doesn't even know the story is about. The funny thing is, he/she seems actually proud of it. Just goes to show how much faith I have in the next generation. (Though the brownie thing was a good idea.) Anyway, if you liked this drabble, or the other one before this (I forgot, sorry.), make sure to show me some love. Click on that little heart right on top of this page to let me know you liked it and all that other wonderful little bits and see you later. o3o

And before we start, I just want to mention that I bought a wand about 12 3/4, made of ash and the core made of Unicorn Hair. The hour wait to Ollivander's was totally worth it! Now that I'm starting to be in love with the Harry Potter World once again, I'm reading the books all over, despite the fact that I read it over a million times already. Seriously pumped! Anyway, here- the fic.


Errand 7 - Simple Form of Entertainment

"I'll have you know if you break it one more time-!"

She sighed, not even interested at Sebastian's nags. What can she say? She heard it three times before and this will probably be her last warning. Perhaps even last errand. It's weird though. She should be glad for leaving this annoying job. Any other normal being would get annoyed being sent off doing her boss' dirty work. But for some reason, she can't help but feel… sad. Why did she even break the masquerade again?

Oh right.

Because his "pissed-as-fuck" face is surprisingly entertaining.

"Are you even listening?!" he yelled, a vein popping on his forehead.

"No."