James walked to the Leaky quickly and avoided anyone on the street. Today wasn't his day and he needed something to eat and a stiff drink today. His usual clothing he wore when he was around the dragons didn't help today. It was burned and he had white gauze covering his lower arms from the burns he received. He didn't know what was up with the dragons today but they were unusually angry and showed it too. He barely made it out of their enclosures with the skin on his back. The only one that didn't act like that was the one that came in a few days ago, an adult male that was blind and could no longer fly.
He walked into the pub taking his usual spot in the back away from everyone else and sat down with a soft thud on the bench seat of the booth. He ran a hand through his hair and over his face trying to make sense of the issues the dragons were having.
A few of the regulars, like him, were eyeing his state of dress and the burns on his arms. They shook his head like he was crazy to have gone head to head with dragons in the first place. He simply didn't care what they thought. He loved his job though it was tough and most people wouldn't even dream getting into an enclosure with one.
James looked at the menu careful not to jar his arms to much before he went to St. Mungos to get healed. He could have had the people who work in the department do it but he never wanted them to. He trusted St Mungos much better and he could pick up the things that Anya needed from there. He found what he wanted and waited for the waitress to come over to take his order.
by James Faulkner Thu Aug 27, 2015 4:56 pm