The Interviewer • A George Weasley Fanfic

Worth Your Time

FRIDAY, MAY 26th, 1:53 P.M.

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"Thanks for calling again, Benji," Jane said as she held the corded telephone in one hand and her notepad in the other. "Means a lot."

"Well, I thought I'd give you a few days to settle in and not bombard you with my love just yet."

Jane laughed.

"I still cannot believe you met Harry Potter on your first day in London!" he sighed in disbelief over the phone. "God, and the most riveting thing happening here is Stacy got bangs."

"Oh, Merlin, with her bone structure?" Jane said.

"It's a disaster. Repulsive. But of course, I had to say, 'Oh, yeah, looks great, sweetie! Certainly not like an easter egg with a wig on.'"

Jane giggled and propped the phone on her shoulder to scribble down something in her already jam-packed notepad as she spoke.

"So, anything new?" she asked.

She heard Benji scoff.

"What are you doing asking me about anything new happening in my life?" he said. "You're the one in London!"

"I've just been writing away, you know," she shrugged, switching the phone to the other hand. "I haven't seen Harry again yet, but I've needed the couple days to organize my ideas and set up for the book's sequence, all that boring stuff before getting to the real meat and potatoes of being a journalist..."

"Such a responsible, organized young woman," he swooned. "Knowing you, you're probably still working while on the phone right now, huh?"

Jane grinned, bouncing her pen on the notepad that she had indeed been scribbling on. Circles and arrows were being doodled all about her notes as she spoke to Benji, organizing upcoming plans for interviewing and writing, laying out details and names.

"I just want to get a lot done," she admitted.

"You already have," Benji pointed out. "Have you gone out yet? Hit the town? You're a newbie in Europe, Jane, go meet new people! Hook up with a hot British dude!"

Jane laughed loudly. "No!"

"Yes!"

"You're out of your mind," she mumbled, smiling and shaking her head.

"You know I'm right," he said. "You're ready to get back out there, Jane... I'll never stop telling you this. I mean, when you've been out walking, have you spotted any cute guys?"

Jane rolled her eyes. "Uh..."

"The answer is yes," Benji cut her off. "They're English, they're all hot because of their accents."

Jane giggled. "You're ridiculous, you know that?"

"I'm just saying," he said. "I know for a fact that if you walked into a bar, guys would be all over you. Besides, I know it's only been a few days, but... wouldn't it be fun to have a fling out there in England? You're young! You only live once!"

Jane chewed her bottom lip as she flipped back a page in her notepad, browsing her notes. Her eyes flicked across the scribbles of words and annotations, then landed on one specific part of the page.