"Yes," Fraser replied, looking a little concerned. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," he repeated carefully, edging towards Doug, because he was a little worried he actually might faint, and that would be an unfortunate occurrence at a Sorting of all things. "I promise you, it's really very safe here, Doug. I realize it can be a bit of a shock, but no harm will come to you." Well, except perhaps the occasional paintball or amnesia-laced chocolate, at any rate.
Just as long as he didn't need to arrest him, at least. He smiled genially, moving forward with Doug's permission. "Thank you kindly." Unzipping the bag, he pulled it open and squinted at the body inside. "Ah -- well, that is a dead body, all right," he muttered dispassionately, as if it were the same as saying well, that is a table, all right. "From the coloring around the mouth... Do you happen to know what caused the infarction?" He leaned in and sniffed curiously. Huh.
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Date: 2007-03-18 10:58 pm (UTC)Just as long as he didn't need to arrest him, at least. He smiled genially, moving forward with Doug's permission. "Thank you kindly." Unzipping the bag, he pulled it open and squinted at the body inside. "Ah -- well, that is a dead body, all right," he muttered dispassionately, as if it were the same as saying well, that is a table, all right. "From the coloring around the mouth... Do you happen to know what caused the infarction?" He leaned in and sniffed curiously. Huh.