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Reg

WWN ~ Evening News Broadcast ~ Complete

Disappearance of former colleague baffles officials
Friday, July 14 ~ Night



The search for a missing former Unspeakable continued today, with the authorities reporting no progress in the investigation.

Buford Croaker, a well-respected former official for the Department of Mysteries, first was reported missing nearly two weeks ago.

John McMathis, Auror, at today's press conference:

"In the course of his long and distinguished career, Mr. Croaker was instrumental in helping to apprehend many a dangerous criminal. As well, his investigations into certain Mysteries continued on a freelance basis. Suffice to say, there are a number of leads for us to follow and we will continue to do so."

Authorities initially became suspicious when Croaker, 60, failed to meet former colleagues for a lunch on July 3. A search of his flat revealed no sign of foul play, and McMathis stated there has been no activity in the missing man's bank accounts.

Paul Smythe, Unspeakable:

"Frankly, we're beginning to fear the worst. Croaker has no real family that could have called him away for an emergency, he didn't like to travel ... I don't like to think it, there are some bad folk out there, and they don't care for ol' Buford."

This has been Horace Knickerbocker, reporting from the Ministry of Magic. Now back to you in the studio.
AK

Bellatrix and Croaker * Malfoy Mansion * Complete * MA

And the day went home early
And the sun sank down into
The muck of a deep dead sky

Saturday, July 1 * Earliest morning



Extricating the name "Greengrass" from Croaker had come relatively easily. Teaching him to refer to all of the members of that family with a civil tongue had taken longer, until the spell used to reattach the organ did not work quite as it should.

He could still moan, and manage a sort of scream, but finer sounds were gone forever.

A pity.

Bellatrix had some questions about some of the items she'd since found in his hotel room, the key being one of the first things she'd confiscated, but small mysteries and petty curiosities could live on. One item, at least, had been of clear value and for that her debt to the Greengrass woman deepened.

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Bellatrix, Croaker, Daphne and Dung -- The Shrieking Shack - Complete

In the Pale Moonlight
Thursday, June 29th -- Near Midnight




Dung was justifiably uneasy. He was not looking forward to sending this owl, and part of him rather hoped the missive would get lost and never be answered.

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He included a small vial filled with silver sludge, one of the memories that Croaker had pulled out of his head and that Miss Daphne had been so disgusted to see.
Croaker

Croaker, Daphne and Dung -- London, Daphne's Flat -- Complete

Dance with the Devil
Thursday, June 29th -- Evening




The end of his cigar was stubbed out against the brick of Daphne's building. She had been hesitant to agree to let him meet her at her flat for their dinner but Croaker had poured on the charm, using his former job as proof of his trustworthiness. To London for dinner, a stroll through the streets and then back to her place for a night cap, he thought with a cunning smile. Little Miss Daphne won't have a clue what hit her.

She was waiting at the door when he knocked and laughed self-consciously. Eager thing.

Croaker enjoyed wrapping his arm around Daphne's waist to Apparate them.
Reg

WWN ~ Special Broadcast ~ Complete

Midsummer's Festival
Saturday, June 24th ~ Early Evening




"This is Anastasia Witherpool, live in downtown Hogsmeade where the Midsummer's Festival is well under way. People are crowding the streets, vendors are out offering their - "

A slight scuffle is heard over the air, ending in Anastasia muffling a curse and muttering about her foot.

"Rita Skeeter here. Voting for this year's Litha Queen is still open and remember, every vote counts some more than others so be sure to come out and vote for your favorite candidate. Someone you know and trust, someone you would welcome into your homes every evening during her segment on the nightly news. Someone, for instance, like me?"

-back that microphone, woman, before I -

"Ezekiel Brunderbluss, back at the WWN studio once more. We seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties with our live broadcast.

"Please remember WWN is always interested in the comments and concerns of our listeners. Feel free to, contact us by owl or floo. We appreciate the interest shown and will respond as soon as possible. The Wizarding Wireless Network will return you to Rita Skeeter and Anastasia Witherpool live at the Midsummer's Festival in Hogsmeade after these messages from our sponsors."
Cigar

Croaker, Dung and Daphne -- Un Peu de Ciel -- Complete

What's this whole world comin' to
Things just ain't the same
Any time the hunter gets captured by the game

Friday, May 19th -- Evening




Fletcher was proving difficult to track. Finding the thief's name had been relatively easy, Croaker still had contacts at the ministry who owed him favors. Narrowing down which scrawny malcontent had made off with his belongings had taken only a few visits to the petty theft and "ill-thought out" scams division.

Actually getting his hands on Fletcher was another matter entirely.

Croaker pushed his plate away and leaned back in his seat to light his cigar. He ignored the pointed glare of the women at the table next to him and, when some blonde waif came to tell him the restaurant was a non-smoking establishment he simply raised a brow and continued to enjoy his after dinner cigar.

Back to the matter at hand: Fletcher. I've followed him this far, he'll show himself at some point and then I'll have him.
Hat

Dung and Croaker -- London -- Complete

A Bad First Impression
Friday, April 7th - Early Evening




Business had been slow lately. And by slow Dung meant nearly non-existent.

Too many bloody cons over saturatin' the market, is wha' it is. Bloody amateurs, makin' all the marks suspicious. Makes it hard for a pro to do his thing.

Dung sniffled and wiped at his nose with his cuff. He was leaning against a brick wall, watching people walk by as they shopped.

Suddenly his body tensed, although he did not move.