We're Gonna Chat Now. [closed]
It had been a hell of a fucking day.
First that annoying asshole of a gossip writer for the Prophet released the news about the werewolf they'd taken into custody, a kid who still refused to give up his name and resigned himself to muttered incoherent thoughts in the holding cell where he freaked out the other inmates waiting their trials. Then, he had to deal with all the paperwork attached to getting kidnapped and brutally beaten in a fucking life boat.
That had been fun.
But now, it was time to make the trek back to Azkaban, heading to the dreary, dank island after dinner time, after whatever it was that consisted of dinner within the cement block cells.
He had a conversation that needed to take place.
And this time he was going to get answers.
First that annoying asshole of a gossip writer for the Prophet released the news about the werewolf they'd taken into custody, a kid who still refused to give up his name and resigned himself to muttered incoherent thoughts in the holding cell where he freaked out the other inmates waiting their trials. Then, he had to deal with all the paperwork attached to getting kidnapped and brutally beaten in a fucking life boat.
That had been fun.
But now, it was time to make the trek back to Azkaban, heading to the dreary, dank island after dinner time, after whatever it was that consisted of dinner within the cement block cells.
He had a conversation that needed to take place.
And this time he was going to get answers.