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Willie had leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes himself as Andy slumbered, but opened them as soon as he noticed her shifting her position, accepting his jacket back as she got to her feet. He followed suit and muttered a gruff "No problem..." as she thanked him and headed for the...

Willie chuckled slightly to himself at the girl's drowsy reply and it wasn't for a few minutes that he realized that she had drifted off to sleep. It was obvious that this girl needed some rest and, as she had said, a new pack of cards. Willie eased out of his jacket and laid it over Andy's...

Willie didn't like kids as a rule, but felt strangely comfortable around this particular girl. He had an odd sort of protective feeling for her and when she moved over to sit near him he just sat there stoically offering what little shelter and comfort he could from the damp weather and dark...

Willie noticed that Andy appeared to perk up a little and nodded silently in agreement with her comment about scars being like badges of honour. Of course, he'd have never have been able to say it quite so eloquently, but he agreed with the sentiment entirely. And then the girl dropped her head...

The gruff groundskeeper leaned back against the wall and thought about the young girl's plight for a moment and it wasn't readily apparent that he was even listening all that closely. After a few moments with the only sound being that of the rain thundering down upon the roof of the old shed he...

Willie listened as the girl, Andy if he recalled correctly, offered up some excuse about just getting out of the rain before breaking down and muttering something about wanting to forget something. Willie had thought he'd come into the shed to get out of the waterworks and here he found himself...

Willie made his way across the rain soaked grounds, carrying a few tools with him that would not be getting anymore use until the rain let up. When he arrived at the tool shed, he was surprised to see that the lock was already open and the door slightly ajar. Willie had learned long ago that...

Groundskeeper Willie had been waiting patiently for a few minutes on a pathway not far from the main part of the lawn. The young Gryffindor boy had offered him 20 galleons and and 10 hours worth of hard labour to bring Sue down to the lawn around 12:15 and Willie had been only to happy to...

Groundskeeper Willie had been lazing around in his hammock after a hard day's work when he cast his eyes to the north and noticed a rather ominous looking set of clouds moving in. "Well now, s'pose I won't be fixin' that gate this afternoon afterall!" He muttered to himself. As he began to...

Willie looked up at the sound of the girl's voice and poured the girl a glass of lemonade, taking a leisurely walk towards her as she surveyed her work. He had to admit that the girl was better than most, at least in terms of her attitude and work ethic. "Well, nice job Red." he said plainly...

Willie proceeded to load a thick white liquid to the top of the cannister and then sealed the lid. "Alright then, basically you grab these handles and push the machine in front of you. When you want to line the field, you squeeze that hand trigger there and the white stuff comes out the...

Willie continued to work away in silence, watching as the plucky little redhead battled away with him. She certainly had spirit and determination, but he wouldn't let her know that directly. Willie was not one to show affection or acceptance easily, preferring the quiet solitude of his life on...

"Ay, we could use magic, but just because you can take the easy way doesn't mean you should." Willie replied with a grunt. A normal person would likely go on and explain what they meant, but Willie was a man of a few words, although there was often wisdom hidden within the few he uttered...

Willie watched as Andy efficiently filled her wheelbarrow, she was obviously not a stranger to a little bit of hardwork and Willie was pleased that King hadn't sent him some dainty little thing that was useless. He filled his wheelbarrow until it was brimming with manure and headed off across...

Willie finished his last mouthful of sandwich and then washed it down with a healthy gulp of lemonade, some of which trickled lazily down his stubble covered chin, prompting him to wipe it on the sleeve of his work shirt. "Alright, let's go..." he said reluctantly. He led the girl to a mound...

"Here and there...", Willie replied non-commitally. No one here knew his background and he valued his privacy too much to start revealing details to some young girl, no matter how much he admired her spirit. "So, you still want to tackle that manure next?", he asked, knowing the shovels...

"Mmmmm." Willie grunted, his mouth full of food. It wasn't evident whether his response was in acknowledgment of finally learning her name, giving her permission to sit down, the quality of the sandwich, or some combination of the three. "So, where you from Red?", he muttered between bites...

Willie returned after getting the supplies they needed for the next two jobs, knowing that the girl would probably figured he'd just taken an extended coffee break despite his hard work. Oh well, he thought to himself...she was serving a detention afterall. Willie surveyed the shed, it...

Willie listened to the girl. She seemed to make good sense, although personally he wished to save the manure til last so he didn't smell for the rest of the day. "Fair enough, why don't we start with the painting like you said and see how it goes." Willie grunted as he trudged across the field...

"Alright then Figarooni." Willie said as he sized up the wee little lass. "Professor King says that you like to spend time out here on the pitch, so it looks like you'll be spending the afternoon with me. You can call me Willie." Willie looked down at his "To Do List" and then grimaced a...