*It's difficult not to look menacing if one has been blessed with a less than charming face, and Crouch Sr. most certainly has. The office, unable not to look on, plunges into the impermeable silence. Everyone from the veteran Aurors who worked with Crouch Sr. themselves and remember his responses to being challenged, all the way to the poor girl from Records trapped with a stack of reports in her arms unable to complete her should-be simple delivery.
Still, even with all eyes on them, he does not let go, stubbornly holding on to his control until he squeezes so tight it shatters. Even though his face remains smooth and his stance disciplined, his eyes bore into Sirius with the bulging dare of his son's.*
Mr. Black. As the officer responsible for single-handedly shaming this institution, would you care to repeat that statement. Or do you perhaps have some files to catch up on.
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Date: 2012-01-16 01:08 am (UTC)Still, even with all eyes on them, he does not let go, stubbornly holding on to his control until he squeezes so tight it shatters. Even though his face remains smooth and his stance disciplined, his eyes bore into Sirius with the bulging dare of his son's.*
Mr. Black. As the officer responsible for single-handedly shaming this institution, would you care to repeat that statement. Or do you perhaps have some files to catch up on.