Waiting on the Vertict

Bastian Kiazer walked out of the ministry with his client Hadrian Yaxley, the most insufferable irresponsible man he had ever had the misfortune of defending. Of it weren't the fact his family was an imortant family in the wizenagmot, he wouild have refused upon meeting the younger man.. However.. after many bribes of support from the family Bastain reluncantly agreed.

Bastian nearly groaned as flashes of photographers took there picture, it also didn't help Hadrian just encoraged them..

"Do you think the case is going well Sir?" asked on of the reports to Hadrian. Hadrian was never one to lack confidence, nodded his head Grinning.

"I think it is gonnen wonderfully, Mr. Kiazer his done his job well. I am confident about the vertict" Hadrian said rather cheerfully.

Bastain rolled his eyes, for someone being faced with Assult on the minor, he was very cheery.. rubbed him the wrong way really.. it was like he didn't care.

"I would never never force my self on anyone.... I am not like that" Hadrian said giving a charming smile to a young female reporter who was listening to him intently.

Bastian couldn't take it any more and took Hadrian's arm and started draging him away from the croud.

"Come on Lad" he muttered as the reported flashed more pictured of them and Hadrian grinned and waved the whole way.

*****

The next morning The Daily prophet released a new issue, With Bastain and Hadrian on the front cover. The Headline..

Bastian Kiazer Defender of the Yaxley Heir?!...