Board Meeting

Board Meeting by Tasha

Meetings of the Hogwarts school governors were never pleasant affairs. Despite the tea and biscuits that were provided, there was nothing quite like the company.

Harry gave the newest arrival a curt nod. “Hello.”

“Evening, Potter.” Draco seemed to be unconcerned by how late he was, sliding languidly into his high-backed chair next to Harry.

Glancing sideways during the discussion of new Quidditch robes for the house teams, Harry felt a foot brush against his calf. Malfoy’s face was a carefully schooled expression of contempt, even as his hand rested on Harry’s knee.

Harry took a hasty sip of his water. These monthly meeting were either too frequent or too infrequent. He wasn’t quite sure which.

No, there was nothing quite like the company.