HELP ME HELP YOU

[shh_dennis]

Date: April 20, 2005
Characters: Dennis Creevey, whomever
Location: Around town
Status: Public (Anyone who wants to hire him)
Summary: Dennis decides to offer his services
Completion: Incomplete

Lazy Days.  While this might have sounded good in principal, in reality they were not Dennis' cup of tea.   He had plans for the next week, of course.  Owling

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[shh_rabastan]

Dennis Creevey
Stoatshead Hill

Dear Mr. Creevey:

Having seen your notices around town, I would like to inquire whether or not you feel you would be capable of assisting in the assembly of a muggle children's playground set. I have obtained one for a family with two children who lost their father in the Death Eater attack on Diagon Alley.

While I am comfortable using both wand and tools, along with following the directions, I believe a second set of hands to help brace and work the pieces into place would make the task much easier. The children's mother has offered to help, but I would rather she be able to keep an eye on the children so that they are not injured during the assembly.

If you are willing to help with the assembly, please let me know your fees and what time would suit you best.

Sincerely,
Rabastan Lestrange

[shh_dennis]

Lost their father in a Death Eater attack? Wouldn't he have been rejoicing instead of helping the survirors

[shh_rabastan]

Dear Mr. Creevey,

While I have assembled a great many muggle things in my time, a playground has not been among them, therefore we will be learning together. I believe that between the two of us, the directions can be followed. Although perhaps, you are aware of the muggle joke about men refusing to ask for or follow directions, in which case, we will simply have to rely on the superior sex to set us to rights. I am sure Mrs. Carter will not mind calling out what we are to do if we find ourselves at a loss.

Saturday at 10 o'clock would be acceptable. I could not ask you to do this gratis, but if you are uncomfortable accepting a fee, perhaps you will join the Carters and me for a meal afterward. I am planning to grill outdoors in a Mexican-American style. If you will stop by my home in the Old Stone Church on River Road at 4th, we can walk over to Mrs. Carter's together.

Sincerely,
Rabastan Lestrange

[shh_dennis]

Dear Mr. Lestrange:

Mexican-American food sounds good. I'll be there at 10:00 Saturday.

Sincerely,

Dennis Creevey

[shh_arabella]

On one of her meandering walks up Epsilon Street, Arabella spotted the flyer posted by a Dennis Creevey, who was offering to do odd jobs. She decided it wouldn't hurt to have some help with the gardening and the marketing. Cai was available only on certain days (by arrangement with Caradoc, which Arabella didn't want to upset) and the house elf was more than a little bossy. Sometimes Arabella wanted things done her own way, not the way Cai insisted. Perhaps this Mr. Creevey knew spells to keep her rear lawn mowed, not to mention he could help her retrieve groceries from the market if she needed something when Cai wasn't around -- and, quite honestly, Cai tended to be a bit much as a shopping companion. So Arabella wrote a note and sent it off with her owl, Royal.

Dear Mr Creevy

[shh_dennis]

Dennis had been, well not moping, but beating himself up? He had really come to regret not being more socialble on his own at school, instead of tagging after Colin. It would be nice to have friends of his own. Consoling himself that he'd make some eventually, he'd also gone out and scavened some more.

Maybe he was really picky but he couldn't find a bed he liked. He just might have to send an owl Roger Davies. As if summoned by his thought, he heard an owl tapping at his window.

Unfastening the window, and giving the owl a treat as he untied the letter, he smiled as he read it.

Dear Mrs. Figg