OWL: To Gawain Robards
Date: 25 September 1999
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Gawain Robards
Location: Respective
Status: Private
Summary: Rita thinks about things, has an idea, and writes Guy an owl.
Completion: Incomplete.
Rita hadn't come to any real conclusions since having dinner with Lysander. She supposed she couldn't expect to. These weren't decisions for the next week, these were decisions that could affect the rest of her career.
She did want to write Important Things, but she was doing that already, working on her book about dark magic and its history. Part of her thought she couldn't handle Serious Business both in her book writing and at work, but another part of her wasn't sure if any legitimate publishers would print the book if she was still writing gossip for the paper.
Well, later. That wasn't what she'd sat down to think about, and it wouldn't do to get distracted by it again.
Rita certainly wasn't going to harass George Weasley for a story about his brother dying and his shop burning down, but that didn't mean she hadn't been thinking about a way to appease Lysander on the matter.
And something he'd said had made her think. The Weasley boy and his boyfriend.
There'd been another attack recently. A young man, some sort of decorator. He'd come forward about being beaten up, just like the man who owned the dress shop so many months ago. And the couple who owned the bookstore. It was always shops, wasn't it? Well, except for the decorator. Though that could be a shop, if you squinted. Rita snorted. Hell, everyone who dealt with customers could work at a shop if you squinted.
But it did seem odd. Two attacks fairly close together, then months of nothing, then another attack and a suspicious fire.
But was it suspicious? Rita had never been into the Weasley joke shop, but they must have had potions galore, and she knew they sold fireworks. Was a fire in a place like that automatically suspicious?
Rita didn't know. She wanted to owl Gawain. He was the auror, she was just a journalist. She unrolled a sheaf of parchment. Perhaps she could ask him out for a drink in the post-script. It had been more than two months since their trip to the Isle of Skye, and she'd rather enjoyed it, but time had gotten away since then.
Bollocks. She couldn't write an owl like that, could she? Hi I think a not-necessarily suspicious fore might have been by someone who doesn't like George Weasley being gay. By the way, fancy a drink? He'd either think she was mad or think she only wanted to see him to get information out of him.
Bollocks. She tapped the quill against the page, leaving tiny green dots in the right-hand corner.
Gawain,
It's been a rather long time since our visit to the Isle of Skye. How on earth did two months slip past? I wonder, are you busy on Friday night, or could you make time for a drink somewhere?
Yours,
Rita
P.S. I think someone burned down George Weasley's shop because he's gay.
P.S. I wonder if there's any connection between the attack on Crispin Wright and the fire at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
P.S. Did you know George Weasley is gay? I wonder if that has anything to do with.... oh, bollocks.
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Gawain Robards
Location: Respective
Status: Private
Summary: Rita thinks about things, has an idea, and writes Guy an owl.
Completion: Incomplete.
Rita hadn't come to any real conclusions since having dinner with Lysander. She supposed she couldn't expect to. These weren't decisions for the next week, these were decisions that could affect the rest of her career.
She did want to write Important Things, but she was doing that already, working on her book about dark magic and its history. Part of her thought she couldn't handle Serious Business both in her book writing and at work, but another part of her wasn't sure if any legitimate publishers would print the book if she was still writing gossip for the paper.
Well, later. That wasn't what she'd sat down to think about, and it wouldn't do to get distracted by it again.
Rita certainly wasn't going to harass George Weasley for a story about his brother dying and his shop burning down, but that didn't mean she hadn't been thinking about a way to appease Lysander on the matter.
And something he'd said had made her think. The Weasley boy and his boyfriend.
There'd been another attack recently. A young man, some sort of decorator. He'd come forward about being beaten up, just like the man who owned the dress shop so many months ago. And the couple who owned the bookstore. It was always shops, wasn't it? Well, except for the decorator. Though that could be a shop, if you squinted. Rita snorted. Hell, everyone who dealt with customers could work at a shop if you squinted.
But it did seem odd. Two attacks fairly close together, then months of nothing, then another attack and a suspicious fire.
But was it suspicious? Rita had never been into the Weasley joke shop, but they must have had potions galore, and she knew they sold fireworks. Was a fire in a place like that automatically suspicious?
Rita didn't know. She wanted to owl Gawain. He was the auror, she was just a journalist. She unrolled a sheaf of parchment. Perhaps she could ask him out for a drink in the post-script. It had been more than two months since their trip to the Isle of Skye, and she'd rather enjoyed it, but time had gotten away since then.
Bollocks. She couldn't write an owl like that, could she? Hi I think a not-necessarily suspicious fore might have been by someone who doesn't like George Weasley being gay. By the way, fancy a drink? He'd either think she was mad or think she only wanted to see him to get information out of him.
Bollocks. She tapped the quill against the page, leaving tiny green dots in the right-hand corner.
Gawain,
It's been a rather long time since our visit to the Isle of Skye. How on earth did two months slip past? I wonder, are you busy on Friday night, or could you make time for a drink somewhere?
Yours,
Rita
P.S. I think someone burned down George Weasley's shop because he's gay.
P.S. I wonder if there's any connection between the attack on Crispin Wright and the fire at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes
P.S. Did you know George Weasley is gay? I wonder if that has anything to do with.... oh, bollocks.