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“Family of course,” He sighed. “Just a bit of a rut since I’m a muggleborn and half of my wife’s family isn’t a fan of me or the fact that we brought a kid into the world. I’m just grateful things have yet to hit a point where the muggles have been fully dragged into it.”

Benjy nodded. “If they don’t like either of you, why not leave then?” he asked curiously. He was not trying to cause a problem, but honestly wanted to know. “If it would be safer...” he trailed off. “It just doesn’t seem that the Ministry is doing much to protect muggleborns at the moment and it would concern me.” 

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“ Aw, that’s nice. I really like that she does that, ” Dorcas responded as she returned his smile with one of her own. All the sudden talk of tea and cookies reminded her that she had regretfully skipped out on lunch, and her stomach was now retaliating. She chose to ignore it as best as she could for the time being however, which was easy enough because she had always found Benjy to be good company. “ Usually I prefer whiskey with my tea and tea with my cookies, ” she nodded enthusiastically. “ But if there’s no tea, I’ll still have whiskey and cookies together. It’s not nearly as good, but whatever, ” she shrugged and laughed. “ I’d be happy to show you sometime. Whiskey teatime is probably one of my favorite things ever. ”

Benjy smiled – he also liked how his mother did certain things. He rather liked their traditions. But that was neither here nor there and he wanted to focus on talking to Dorcas. He did not see her nearly as often as he might like to and he ran his hand along his jawline. He laughed at her comment. “Then, why do we not have some whiskey, tea, and cookies?” he asked as he gestured behind him. “I have all afternoon if you’d like to go get something to eat?” He tilted his head in response as he waited for her to decide.

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“Leaving Britain,” Ted arched a brow at the thought. “I would hope things don’t get to that extent. Merlin knows I would be safer if I did, but I’ve got a life here that would be too drastically changed if I did.”

Benjy shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t see the point in sticking around when things were bad and he just had a feeling things were going to get worse. “I suppose it depends on what’s more important,” he said with a tilt of his head. “I can’t imagine being in your position.”

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It seemed as though the Ministry was trying to set rumors straight. He had heard too much while at work and was still struggling to figure out which was fact and which was fiction. The article had been informative but still had its holes. ‘I don’t like it,” Ted shook his head. “I’m lucky my daughter’s yet to ask if she can start reading it. Not that I expect her to be sheltered but it’s all too saddening for my taste.”

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He could understand where Ted was coming from and Benjy nodded in response. He bit his lip before taking a sip of his coffee. “It’s incredibly saddening,” he said with a shrug. “Makes me consider leaving Britain, if I’m being honest.” If Benjy didn’t have family, he might actually do it, too. But that wasn’t an option right now. Work - and the Order - was too important. 

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Dorcas narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. “ If it’s nothing important, why did you bother taking it? ” She curiously tilted her head to the side as she alternated glancing between Benjy and the figurine that was still in her hands. “ Seems like something you’d only do if there were sentimental value in it or something, ” she teasingly grinned at him. “ But the real question is why would a tea place be giving away figurines with your tea? I personally prefer cookies with mine anyways. ” She commented with an indifferent shrug, before quickly adding: “ And whiskey, definitely don’t forget the whiskey. ”

Benjy laughed. “My mum always gives them to me when I visit. They come in her teabags.” He shrugged his shoulders. Benjy had heard enough about regret and with his mother’s brain starting to go a little bit, he did not want to say no to her. “Sentimental value, yes,” he said with a tilt of his head. He had not seen Dorcas in awhile anyway and he smiled at her. “Whiskey with cookies?” he asked curiously. “Or whiskey with tea? Or both? You’ll have to show that to me sometime.” 

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“Just news on the Diagon attack,” He sighed. “It seems like everything has only gone downhill so far. Several missing people, many in the hospital – Basically no good news this morning.”

Benjy nodded as he looked over at Ted. Personally, he thought that the Diagon Alley attack had been horrible, but he had been surprised at the amount of knowledge getting out. “Of course,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder. “It’s always bad news lately.” 

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“ I think you dropped this? ” Dorcas tapped the person in front of her on the shoulder, quirking a curious brow at the strange little trinket she now had her fingers clasped around. “ What is it anyway? ”

Benjy turned at the familiar voice and his lips widened in a smile. He looked down at the trinket in her hand and laughed. “I’d forgotten I’d even had that.” Benjy looked at Dorcas conspiratorially. “It’s nothing important; just something I picked up at my parents’ last time I was there. Apparently they give away little figurines when you buy tea now.” He smirked.

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“That is the current only thing I personally ask for you to do for me Mr. Fenwick. Though two warnings for you, you may choose how to use them or how not to but think of it as a payment for what you’ve done for me.” Cygnus smiled gently. “The first is that the minister is being rather well, let’s say finicky, at the moment. Keep away from him unless he asks for you. He can get rather pissy. If you understand my meaning. And the second is beware of my eldest daughter. She bites. And not in the good way I’m afraid.”

Benjy listened as the elder man spoke, his brow a bit furrowed. Cygnus seemed to be giving him a warning of some sort, though Benjy was not sure if he should heed it or if it was pureblood nonsense. In the end, though, he found that he appreciated the comment. “I will take both things under advisement,” he said with a smile, a grateful glance in his eye at the comment about the minister – he would think on these things later. “But your eldest daughter and I are but colleagues. Occasionally we enjoy going out for lunch, but that is the extent of our relationship.”

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Ted wrinkled his nose while he read the newspaper and absentmindedly tapped his foot while he waited for his tea. A quick stop for breakfast was interrupted by his spotting the Daily Prophet headline. Panic in Diagon. Several left dead. Pureblood among the missing. The whole thing didn’t feel right or seem to make sense. “The phrase ‘no news is good news’ is finally starting to make sense,” He sighed and folded the paper up. “Did you see this?”

Benjy had ordered a coffee to go along with whatever pastry the cafe had. While he had not intended to go there, he’d realized he was out of a great many foods in his flat. And so, he had dressed before heading out to get something. He recognized Ted from work - well, while the man had used to work there - and walked over as he began to fold up his paper. “I didn’t,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder. “It’s too early. Paraphrase for me?” he asked. 

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“Slithering out into the street. Where do you think I last saw it? It was in its bloody cage right where I left it!” Alecto turned around and snapped. Did he think she was stupid? “Just be happy it isn’t a Nundu, nasty business that. Not that the incompetents here would ever be able to trap one but still one measly little runespoor, well it isn’t that bad in comparison now is it?”

Benjy fought the urge to sigh heavily and instead furrowed his brow. “Well it wasn’t as if you’d said so,” he pointed out. “You could just have easily seen it across the room or something else.” He tactfully did not point out that she had already made it clear that the animal in question had been experimented upon. “Of course,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder. “If you think everyone’s incompetent, why did you come to me then?” 

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“Thank you so much. I do really appreciate it.” Cygnus smiled sadly, as he handed the letter over. He had no doubt Andromeda would immediately recognize his handwriting. He could have written it with a quick notes quill but he couldn’t bring himself to make it so impersonal. All he could hope for was that Andromeda would read it before she decided to throw it out. It did have some rather important information in it, as well as a verifying statement for the goblins. Such touchy little things though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t appreciate it. 

Benjy nodded and took the letter, knowing that he would have to deliver it before the day was out. It was not his job to ask questions, though, even though he might have wanted to. It was not his place to know that Cygnus Black was clearly estranged from his daughter. “You’re welcome. I’ll make sure it’s delivered by the end of the day.” He smiled. “Is there anything else I can help you with?” he asked courteously. 

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“Ah call me Cygnus, Mr. Black makes me feel like my father. I can assure you I’m not that old yet.” Cygnus chuckled. “But yes I am hoping you can. Could you deliver this letter to a Mr. Ted Tonks for me? I’d prefer you didn’t pass along my name either as I’m worried that would cause him to rip it to pieces. I wouldn’t blame him of course, I’d deserve it but it does have some important information in it that needs to be passed along. I hope I haven’t made this terribly complicated for you?”

“Of course, Cygnus,” he said with an incline of his head, wanting to be polite and professional. One never knew when someone would come in handy later - or if upsetting them would upset the status quo. At Cygnus’ question, Benjy smiled, his lips twitching at the edges. “Of course,” he said smoothly. “I don’t see how that would be a problem.” He did not like the subterfuge, but it was really none of his business. “I’ll be sure to leave your name out of it.”

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Amelia’s smile returned. She was still adjusting to be the subordinate here at the Ministry, worrying about being the annoying girl who was no equal, but closer to a servant. She was supposed to be invisible most of the time. It was nice to be seen. “I’d like that,” she nodded, smile turning more demure as she clasped her hands in front of her. She was sure she looked like a silly school girl, but sometimes she felt little better than that. All her ‘experience’ came from her former betrothed and even that had not been much.

He continued to smile at her, understanding working from the bottom up. He’d done the same thing and it was not always the easiest of things. Benjy ran his hand through his hair and nodded. “Then it’s settled,” he said definitively. “Perhaps next week, if you are free?” he asked. 

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“I was hoping you could yes.”Cygnus replied walking up to the man’s desk, holding the letter in his hand. The man looked normal enough, Cygnus was hoping he would help him out. Darling Andromeda hardly wanted to speak to her father he wagered, especially after everything that’s happened. And her husband, well that was who he was hoping this letter would arrive to. Maybe if he did it this way, they wouldn’t be able to send it back. Anonymous or not Andromeda would recognize Ra in a heartbeat. Hardly anyone couldn’t with his spiky head feathers. “Can I have a moment of your time?”

Looking up, Benjy was surprised to see the man. He stood, out of politeness, quite curious about what Cygnus Black would want with him. He was not familiar with the Blacks, of course, though he certainly knew who they were. And after his new friendship with Bellatrix, he was surprised to be approached by another. Benjy bit his lip and nodded. “Of course you can,” he stated with a shrug of his shoulder. “How can I help you, Mr. Black?” he asked professionally.

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Bellatrix nodded at his thanks, as simple as she expected it to be. Benjy Fenwick was not a man who considered himself above anyone, he kept his head down and did his job. This attitude was a motivator for any employer to raise him up to the highest of positions within his divison, which was partially one of the reasons Bellatrix had been watching him as of late. He had much potential for ferreting her information, if she played her cards well. Which Bellatrix planned to pull off flawlessly. 

“Oh, of course. Silly me. You did say that. Well, all the more reason to enjoy a lunch, on me. I insist. After all, we do work together. It would be only fair.” She shook her head in the negative when he asked if she minded the walk. Of course she hadn’t. Apparating left little time to learn about someone. A walk was a perfect time for observation. “Not at all. I should have expected you’d want to stretch your legs.” She offered him a smile as she pushed open the doors to the lobby, winding her way easily through the crowd. “If you don’t mind me asking, what has kept you from it for so long? It is just down the way, after all.” 

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Benjy inclined his head, thinking that the woman he was with seemed incredibly polite. It was rare that he spent many times with purebloods from older families – the majority of them did not even realize he was a pureblood himself though he kept that secret close to his chest. “I appreciate that,” he said with a soft smile on his face, still unsure of what exactly Mrs. Lestrange wanted. He appreciated that she wanted to walk, for Benjy liked stretching his legs. He spent too much time behind a desk and after work he spent too much time helping others than taking the time to focus on what he needed.

“Thank you,” he said as they walked through the doors to the lobby, out into the rest of London. “I tend to eat at my desk most days,” he admitted, finding her question curious. “It’s more efficient and I try to get as many things done as I can.” He smiled in response. “The work won’t do itself, will it?” he asked, somewhat rhetorically. It seemed a nice day out and he appreciated the way the sun came down on his skin. “Do you get out for lunch often?” he asked, trying to make conversation.

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Amelia’s eyes widened. She had felt comfortable here for a moment. But of course he was busy. “Oh, no, I’m sorry!” she said, already backing up towards the door. “I’ll let you get back to it. And if you need anything else–any other files or anything–you know where to find me.” 

He did not mean to make her feel uncomfortable and yet he could tell she thought she’d interrupted him.  Benjy offered her a small smile, a genuinely polite one. “No need to be sorry,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder. “I’ve enjoyed talking to you.” With an upturn of his lips, he nodded. “Yes. Perhaps we can get coffee some day,” he stated.

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“Yes, and interest is the spice of life. Or something like that,” Victoria said blithely. She supposed she might seem a little self absorbed or selfish, but she didn’t quite care. If there was one useful thing her mother had taught her, it was that no one would look out for Victoria’s best interests except for herself. Still, she didn’t want to tarnish her image and reputation too terribly in Benjy Fenwick’s eyes. “So, those files? Facts? And then I’ll get out of your hair.” 

“Something like that,” he said with a chuckle. Benjy wondered if the woman in front of him cared to do things for the betterment of society or just because she wanted to. He supposed that was something he would likely not find out and it seemed impolite to ask. He smiled as he reached back to grab a few files. “Are these going to be helpful?” he asked her.