RP--Making Plans
Title: RP--Making Plans
Date: 21 August 1998
Time of Day: 325pm
Characters: Andromeda Tonks
Location: Sheffield, York
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Andromeda is busy making plans for her trip with Molly.
Completion: Complete
Andromeda sat at Ted's old desk, jotting down notes about the hotel she and Molly were staying at in Bath. It was a mixed resort, catering to both Muggles and wizards alike, located not too far from the Roman baths that the city was famous for. She'd called and made their reservations the other day along with appointments for massages and facials. She knew, however, that Molly would balk at the amount of time that they would be lazing about, doing nothing, but in her mind, Andromeda knew that they both needed some pampering.
She then turned to another piece of parchment and began writing lists that Harry would need to refer to over the weekend. She made sure to write down everything from the spell for his formula to how he liked to go to sleep. Once finished, the list was about a foot long.
"Oh dear. The poor boy's going to be overwhlemed."
Date: 21 August 1998
Time of Day: 325pm
Characters: Andromeda Tonks
Location: Sheffield, York
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Andromeda is busy making plans for her trip with Molly.
Completion: Complete
Andromeda sat at Ted's old desk, jotting down notes about the hotel she and Molly were staying at in Bath. It was a mixed resort, catering to both Muggles and wizards alike, located not too far from the Roman baths that the city was famous for. She'd called and made their reservations the other day along with appointments for massages and facials. She knew, however, that Molly would balk at the amount of time that they would be lazing about, doing nothing, but in her mind, Andromeda knew that they both needed some pampering.
She then turned to another piece of parchment and began writing lists that Harry would need to refer to over the weekend. She made sure to write down everything from the spell for his formula to how he liked to go to sleep. Once finished, the list was about a foot long.
"Oh dear. The poor boy's going to be overwhlemed."