As expected, Ms. Emily James stood in front of the Lovegood estate after giving the door a light knock at 2 in the afternoon the next day. She took her hands to her dress and smoothed out the skirt. Out of nervousness, Emily tightened and straightened her bonnet blindly, in hopes she would make an appropriate first impression.
She had not found a governess position in some months, and she was beginning to worry about the state of her affairs; Mr. Ozias Lovegood's post on the bulletin board could not have come at a better time. She was so caught up in her own thoughts, she almost missed the faint footsteps on the other side of the door.



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