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Alfie nodded as Wren spoke to him, helping out as he could. He loved helping people when he could, that was just the kind of person he was after all. Someone had to be the helpful sort in his family, as it seemed to be pretty one sided for the most part with most people. Even his Uncle Phillip...

Alfie was almost positive there was a way around the unplottable thing, had to be. He couldn't imagine Hogwarts having been built whilst it was unplottable, though, given it was established in like, the sixteenth century, or something maybe they were fine since the statue hadn't been written...

Alfie was not usually accustomed to being summoned to help clean something. He did work for and own a charity organisation, but it wasn't like he had a lot of support, since he was alone and had no help, not even really from his family who mostly saw it as being a bit beneath him. He'd been ever...

"Oh!" Alfie dropped her hand immediately. "I'm so sorry, I didn't even realise, I don't usually make a habit of holding random women's hands, I promise!" He shook his head. "Contact info is good actually."

“Huh,” he thought for a moment. “That’s not a bad idea. We could help each other out, I don’t think that’s a bad idea at all.”

Alfie tugged on his companions hand to stop her. “No, I think we’ve got all turned around. Lemme see if I can get a message to my uncle.” He quickly sent of a messenger patronus before looking back at her. “Well, I don’t wuite have that part figured out yet. It’s just me at the moment and ... I...

“Hm, I don’t know if that’s close, but alright.” He followed her lead as she said they needed to turn.

“Nope, not a healer, I run a charity.”

“I remember all of them, there weren’t that many”, he told her, though he wasn’t sure why. He’d only had one girlfriend at beauxbatons, but they hadn’t survived graduation. “Been single a while, been busy.” He was surprised though to hear her say she was divorced. “Really?” She seems too young...

Alfie looked at her a moment, but didn’t comment. She didn’t look like she might be a trained fighter, but really, what would he know about that? “I don’t think so, pretty sure I don’t have any kids... though my Uncle did just find out about an unknown one, but I don’t think that will happen to me!”

“Hm, maybe not, I’ve never asked.” He knew Sam’s mother had been a muggleborn, it had been part of why there had been a rift in the family. Or so he’d been told. He laughed then. “Nah, my Grandpa’s name is Wilfred, and my great grandpas name is Ambrose.” He turned to her and stopped walking...

Alfie laughed at the girls suggestion. “Nah, he’s an auror, he would probably be pretty good at protecting himself, we all sort of are,” he said thinking about his family. “Nice to meet you, Wren, I’m Alfred, but you can call me Alfie.” He looked around to see which direction they should go...

“Yup,” Alfie said, popping the p. “Just got here today actually, I was looking for my cousin, but he didn’t meet me like he was supposed to, so now I got lost.” Dammit Sam, he knew he should have asked Phillip. But he hadn’t wanted his Uncle to know he was in town.

“Girl, I wish I knew!” Alfie told her in slight annoyance and slight nervousness. They were both in a place they probably shouldn’t be and she looked too young to really probably be able to protect herself if they were attacked, which probably meant it was up to him. Great.

Alfie had definitely taken a wrong turn somewhere, all these places looked the same, but this was not where he’d intended to be.

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Alfie frowned as his Grandmother kept asking him questions about Mitch as she sat against he pillows, looking paler than he'd ever seen her. She certainly didn't look good, but who was Alfie to say so, he had no healing experience, no way of knowing what was actually wrong with her, especially...

"Uncle Phillip?" He asked, confused as to why the woman would want to see him. She didn't seem like she would be into that sort of thing, not the kind of things his Uncle tended to provide anyway, but then, you never really could tell what sort of a life people lead, his Uncle was a great...

Alfie had been visiting his parents and siblings at the Manor for the last week. His mother and father were constantly trying to tell him that his career path of choice was going to bring him nothing but trouble and whilst they were right some of the time, as he had come into contact with local...

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