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
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"Having a rough day?" Millicent asked, stirring sugar into her cup of tea.
She'd just left Percy and had intended on having her lunch hour to herself. Keeping him under her thumb was harder than she expected, though he was no longer fighting the Imperius curse.
"You have no idea," Pansy groused, "Aurors are like bloody children, I swear. And then they broke my coffee machine, if you can believe it!" She took another sip of her coffee, closing her eyes in bliss.
When she opened them again, she smiled at the other secretary, "How about you? I imagine the Minister is easier to handle than a pile of Aurors."
"Minister Weasley has his...quirks," she replied, smirking as she took a sip of her tea. "Nothing that really drives me up the wall, mind you, but still he's...very straight laced."
"I've noticed," Pansy said dryly. "He keeps coming up with these new forms that everyone needs to fill out in triplicate, and these new procedures. Last time he came down to my department he had the gall to tell me that my skirt broke Ministry regulations."
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She'd just left Percy and had intended on having her lunch hour to herself. Keeping him under her thumb was harder than she expected, though he was no longer fighting the Imperius curse.
She was one step closer to her goal.
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When she opened them again, she smiled at the other secretary, "How about you? I imagine the Minister is easier to handle than a pile of Aurors."
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