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Who: Percy Weasley and Kingsley Shacklebolt
What: An accidental, fortuitous meeting
Where: Diagon Alley - Leaky Cauldron
When: Tuesday, 4 November - evening
Status: Complete
Percy had left work at a more reasonable time than usual - just before 7pm - in order to make it to Diagon Alley before Eeylops' closed in order to get some more treats for Hermes. He, however, did not leave without a load of work placed into his briefcase to be done at home. The owl treats were soon added to his load, but when he turned to Apparate home, he realized he was not yet ready to go. Home meant work - and where Percy had once loved his work, it was now becoming a strange burden. Ancestral invesitations, and Snape as headmaster, and any number of pieces of busy work the Minister assigned him, each he received with a sense of foreboding that leeched the fun out of work that had once made his life feel meaningful and complete.
Before he was even conscious of where he was going, his feet had taken him to the Leaky Cauldron, in through the front door, and directly to the bar. Percy had never been one for grand amounts of alcohol - particularly not after having missed supper - and yet when his lips parted, they were ordering a glass of red wine that he feared would only be the first of many.
As he sat there, briefcase at his feet and goblet in his hand, his mind ran over his work of the last two days. He had been speaking with fellow Ministry employees, getting a feel for how people thought of Thicknesse, as well as their feelings on other department heads within the Ministry. In particular, he had been paying attention to two file clerks in the Ministry Archives who seemed to always be up on the current bout of gossip. If treated with respect and given a proper smile, they were more than willing to divulge the entirety of their suspicions of the goins-on of whatever part of government Percy wished to hear.
Thus far, he could think of no candidate that could adequately usurp Thicknesse as Minister for Magic.
He took a sip of wine and worked hard to refrain from sighing.
What: An accidental, fortuitous meeting
Where: Diagon Alley - Leaky Cauldron
When: Tuesday, 4 November - evening
Status: Complete
Percy had left work at a more reasonable time than usual - just before 7pm - in order to make it to Diagon Alley before Eeylops' closed in order to get some more treats for Hermes. He, however, did not leave without a load of work placed into his briefcase to be done at home. The owl treats were soon added to his load, but when he turned to Apparate home, he realized he was not yet ready to go. Home meant work - and where Percy had once loved his work, it was now becoming a strange burden. Ancestral invesitations, and Snape as headmaster, and any number of pieces of busy work the Minister assigned him, each he received with a sense of foreboding that leeched the fun out of work that had once made his life feel meaningful and complete.
Before he was even conscious of where he was going, his feet had taken him to the Leaky Cauldron, in through the front door, and directly to the bar. Percy had never been one for grand amounts of alcohol - particularly not after having missed supper - and yet when his lips parted, they were ordering a glass of red wine that he feared would only be the first of many.
As he sat there, briefcase at his feet and goblet in his hand, his mind ran over his work of the last two days. He had been speaking with fellow Ministry employees, getting a feel for how people thought of Thicknesse, as well as their feelings on other department heads within the Ministry. In particular, he had been paying attention to two file clerks in the Ministry Archives who seemed to always be up on the current bout of gossip. If treated with respect and given a proper smile, they were more than willing to divulge the entirety of their suspicions of the goins-on of whatever part of government Percy wished to hear.
Thus far, he could think of no candidate that could adequately usurp Thicknesse as Minister for Magic.
He took a sip of wine and worked hard to refrain from sighing.