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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 30, 2007 17:56:00 GMT -5
Andrew felt the telephone box slide underground while he was busying himself attaching his visitors badge to his robes. He hated this, but until he got a job here at the Ministry, he would have to do this.
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 30, 2007 18:00:19 GMT -5
Emma, hair tousled, bleary-eyed, stumbled out of the fireplace which she had just appeared from before brushing soot off her lilac robes. She felt her hair and let out a soft groan, brushing more soot off it. Why did she have to get here by Floo?
She set her eyes on the elevator going up to her office and marched towards it, unaware who was in her way. That sent her colliding with someone, and she fell backwards and hit her head, resulting in a yelp. So much for a stately Head of the Muggle Liaison Office.
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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 30, 2007 18:02:31 GMT -5
Andrew looked up from the small pamphlet he had been reading. He leaped back with surprise when he saw who had run into him. He stood there for a moment, pointing and frozen in shock.
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 30, 2007 18:04:50 GMT -5
Emma blinked, rubbing the back of her head and feeling more soot rubbing off. Her vision swimmed and focused, swimmed and focused - finally it focused firmly on who she had bumped into. Some guy with blonde hair, who had been reading a pamphlet, and now could only point at her in shock.
She gritted her teeth and stood up. "Is there anything I can do to help you?" she asked with forced sweetness, her eyes lingering on the pointing finger.
As you can see, Emma didn't recognise fellow students when she saw them.
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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 30, 2007 18:11:34 GMT -5
Andrew could only stutter. "E-E-Em."
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 30, 2007 18:14:06 GMT -5
"E-E-Em."
Emma's eyebrows shot up. Who was this guy to know her name? I mean, sure she was the Head of a department and all...
She studied his features intently for a moment, then Hogwarts swum into her mind - Dungbombs, sneaking into Honeydukes, dancing at the ball...
Suddenly, she realised that this was the man she had been trying to find all her life.
"Andrew?" she whispered, horrified.
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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 30, 2007 18:22:12 GMT -5
Andrew nodded slightly. Still shocked. It was the one person he had fallen in love with at school. And now she stood in front of him. At the Ministry.
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 30, 2007 18:24:21 GMT -5
Emma's eyes widened, and for a moment, her old self was visible in her. It was obvious how much she had changed. The cuteness that had once been in her face was now replaced by a more mature, sultry look. She didn't look like the mischievous girl at Hogwarts anymore - she just looked like a worn-out Ministry worker, blending in with all her other stretched and pressured colleagues.
"D-Do you work here?" she stammered, feeling stupid for the first time in four years.
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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 30, 2007 18:29:29 GMT -5
Andrew shook his head. "No, I've been in and out the past few days trying to get a job here. I have none of the qualifications for an Auror whatsoever... Plus Alex works there and that could get highly interesting very fast... Why are you here anyway?"
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 30, 2007 23:10:25 GMT -5
"No, I've been in and out the past few days trying to get a job here. I have none of the qualifications for an Auror whatsoever... Plus Alex works there and that could get highly interesting very fast... Why are you here anyway?"
Emma's eyebrow inched up slightly. "Alex works here? And I never noticed?" she said, beginning to recover from her shock. "Oh - and I work here. Head of a...department."
She studied Andrew for a moment. "I never thought you'd go for an Auror," she commented mildly.
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Post by Andrew Lewis (Nathan/Alex) on Aug 31, 2007 18:31:04 GMT -5
"Well, it is a noble profession. And as for being head of department. One word. Lucky. Anyway, I'm trying to get a job in the Department of Magical Games and Sports." Andrew said with a slight bit of his old self showing through.
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Post by Emma Wilson on Aug 31, 2007 18:36:15 GMT -5
"Well, it is a noble profession. And as for being head of department. One word. Lucky. Anyway, I'm trying to get a job in the Department of Magical Games and Sports."
"Not really lucky," Emma grumbled. Just as she said that, a paper airplane came zipping down through the elevator and started floating around Emma's head. Scowling, she grabbed it and opened it up, reading out loud to prove the point.
"Twenty public toilets are waltzing down the mall. Five girls taken captive. Please report immediately," she said, fuming now. "That's all I've got all month! Toilets, toilets, toilets! And you call that lucky! Liaison means go-between - not toilet-cleaner! Ugh!"
A few of the Ministery workers were looking pointedly at Emma, and she realized that the note had been sent because she hadn't shown up at her office. Which meant people knew she was dilly-dallying. Which meant her image was going to be tainted if she didn't go soon.
Emma quickly whipped out a notepad and squibbled something down madly before shoving it into Andrew's hand.
"That's my address - come visit me sometime," she said hurriedly before dashing off.
((Go to the House forum and you'll see Emma's house in the sub-boards ^^))
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