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milliways_bar2009-07-04 08:26 pm
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It's been a while since Teddy's been in.
Teddy slides a hand through his hair as he enters, turning it bright red and adjusting his facial structure so that he has wider, softer features. It's a good disguise, he thinks - he doesn't want to risk the off chance that one of the other candidates taking the Auror training tests might come here. He really doesn't want to dissect how the first few tests went, at the moment.
"Steak, rare," he mumbles once he gets to the Bar. Bar obliges, and he heads over to a booth to start poking at the steak.
Teddy slides a hand through his hair as he enters, turning it bright red and adjusting his facial structure so that he has wider, softer features. It's a good disguise, he thinks - he doesn't want to risk the off chance that one of the other candidates taking the Auror training tests might come here. He really doesn't want to dissect how the first few tests went, at the moment.
"Steak, rare," he mumbles once he gets to the Bar. Bar obliges, and he heads over to a booth to start poking at the steak.