Harry Potter and the Immortal of Azkaban [Book 1]

A Gossiping Bunch

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Notes:

Hello, it is me! I honestly should be doing my course work but instead, I opened up my notes for this story so here it is.

I delved a little bit into Sam, Julius, and Gideon's personality. So I hope you like their quirkiness.

Well anyway, enjoy my friends.

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Merlin was out of the shop for a few days; he said he had something to do in the ministry, and he left all his workers behind. He tried to get Remus to come along with him again, but he felt terrible because Remus was really tired, and he decided for the first time to leave him behind. Above his shop, since it was two floors, he had a workroom to work on electronics and a break room because Merlin and everyone else in that store did not know how to take breaks and ended up falling asleep there, so there were a few beds just laying around and some couches and stuff and a small little kitchen.

 Remus was passed out on one of the couches, and everyone else was just chilling on the sofa and in the kitchen because Merlin was out and they had nothing to do. It was now, one day before Christmas, they just finished everything, and they were kind of hungover, and they kinda did not wanna be disturbed, but they were up for some gossiping.

They didn't really know each other before this job, so they were fast friends even though it's been four months. It definitely didn't feel like four months to them; it felt like a month and a lot less sleep. But Gideon and Julius were sitting in the kitchen drinking tea while Sam was lying down facedown on the couch, regretting waking up this morning. 

Did I say they were kind of hungover? They were really hungover. Remus was not one to drink a lot, so he wasn't really hungover. He was just really tired because he tried to keep all the drunk people from hurting themselves last night in their stupidity.

Anyway, while drinking tea and trying to block the sun out of their faces, they started talking about the boss. I mean, who wouldn't. Merlin was a bit weird and eccentric and really impressive. The people in the group who were from Britain were telling Sam about how he was a pureblood and from a wealthy old family or something, and they didn't understand why he was into Muggle technology. 

Still, they were happy because they have jobs, and this is the coolest thing they've ever seen in a long time. But apparently, in Russia, Sam said that the pureblood wasn't as strict as in Britain. They still have their disdain for Muggles like everywhere else in the world, but they were pretty open to mingling with what Muggles did, except they couldn't because they didn't have any way to use muggle technology. She thought this was gonna be a game-changer around the world.

When they were talking, Remus woke up, and they dragged him into the conversation because out of all of them, he knew Merlin the best, and they wanted more information on their boss. 

Other than his name and that he was a pure-blood, they really didn't know anything about him. He had a British accent, so they assumed he was from Britain, but it was a little different, so they didn't know exactly where from. That was it; they had no other information.

"So I've been curious, did the boss go to Hogwarts, or is he from somewhere else? Honestly, his accent is a little hard to pinpoint; it kind of sounds British but maybe a little Scottish; honestly, I can't tell." Sam says, finally sitting up.

"Uh, I remember him saying that he didn't go to Hogwarts. He said he was self-taught. And I actually don't know where he's from; I met him in my old job about half a year ago." Remus said, trying to think back to see if he recalled if Merlin told him anything else.