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[daleysebastian]

London was dreadful. Diagon Alley was worse. Hell, Sebastian wasn't sure he could even tolerate Hogsmeade yet; he'd have to work up to that one. He'd stick with Diagon Alley and see what happened from there

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[jemmadorny]

She'd been alerted to his arrival almost immediately when it happened. She had been following him now for weeks, tracking his every move. His name had passed through her paperwork, the accident surrounding his family's murders intrigued her from the start and Jemma couldn't break herself away from what she could find. She had been astonishingly busy following the War when she left Hogwarts, already involving herself in the investigations once she received her accreditation from the Ministry. She worked directly with the rehabilitation of the Ministry's reputation- leading the United Kingdom to once again have faith in their government.

She'd since built quite the reputation herself and ha been in high demand ever since.

Her team needed growing and she knew that Sebastian Daley was just the man to find.

"A little underdressed, no?" she asked, stopping just in front of him, removing her own sunglasses and placing them atop her sleek chestnut waves. "Or are you so into this bad boy look you'll welcome pneumonia?"

[daleysebastian]

Sebastian sighed. Why did people always want to interact? Did he need to wear a sign? Actually, maybe he could charm something to float over his head telling people they'd be hexed so to approach with caution.

She seemed to have a purpose, though. It might be worth it to Sebastian to find out. He pulled a hand from his pocket to drag the sunglasses from his face.

"Illnesses aren't really my main area of concern." He wasn't going to tell her he'd just come from Spain where it had been warmer at the time. He also wasn't about to tell her that when you had lycanthropy, all other illnesses became nothing to be concerned over.

[jemmadorny]

She had crossed her arms over her chest, the wind chill whipping through the streets of Diagon Alley causing her skin to tingle. She looked him over, her eyes taking him in slowly. She hadn't known him while they were in school- she steered clear of most Slytherins are they were far too droll to handle a five minute conversation.

Her lips curled into a smirk as she held her hand out in greeting.

"Sebastian Daley, my name is Jemma Dorny and I would appreciate it if you'd have a drink with me. There's quite a bit I'd like to talk to you about."

[daleysebastian]

As a rule, he was weary of anyone who tracked him down for anything. He didn't exactly have the best track record of being chased and coming out of it well. Curiosity being what it was, though, might actually be the thing that gets him killed in the end.

Sebastian heaved a very put upon sigh and took her hand. "Seeing as you already know my name, which I don't actually appreciate, by the way, do I have a choice?" He shook her hand and rolled his eyes as he let go. "Only if you're buying." There was no way he would guarantee that he wouldn't walk off immediately and he probably wouldn't drink anything because of the risk, but he might as well.