May 17, 2007 13:36
Well now. Much better.
Bunny smiled to himself, looking around his newly acquired quarters. The room he'd initially been assigned hadn't suited him in the least. He'd made a request, distributed several Dum-dums to various accomodating house-elves, and here he was, in the room of his choice.
It had taken no time at all to unpack - he'd had little with him when he arrived. Bunny leaned back on the bed and lit a cigarette happily. He'd left the door to his room open so he could see it: the shiny brass plaque on the door that proclaimed the occupant of the room. It winked at him in the flickering light.
The plaque read: Henry Winter
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