Secretaries, or Pansy/Coffee OTP
Pansy cursed as she examined the wreckage of what had been the DMLE's coffee maker. "Well you've really done it this time,Tonks," she muttered in irritation. She wanted her caffeine fix, and she wanted it now.
"I'm going on break!" she shouted to the department at large, "Weasley, you're in charge of answering the Floo." The Ministry cafeteria coffee wasn't up to her usual standard, but it was coffee, her lifeblood, her one true love, her... She left off her mental paean to the joys of coffee when the lift doors opened with a ping.
In the cafeteria she collected her cup of liquid sex, and scouted out a seat, noticing the Minister's secretary sitting alone at a table off to one side. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, already sliding into one of the chairs. She brought her coffee to her face and inhaled rapturously before taking a sip.
"I'm going on break!" she shouted to the department at large, "Weasley, you're in charge of answering the Floo." The Ministry cafeteria coffee wasn't up to her usual standard, but it was coffee, her lifeblood, her one true love, her... She left off her mental paean to the joys of coffee when the lift doors opened with a ping.
In the cafeteria she collected her cup of liquid sex, and scouted out a seat, noticing the Minister's secretary sitting alone at a table off to one side. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, already sliding into one of the chairs. She brought her coffee to her face and inhaled rapturously before taking a sip.