watch the queen conquer

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devilishlytasty:

“Do you ever cut the crap?” She asked honestly as she tilted her head and smirked. “Honestly, it’s hard to think anyone can talk to you when you sound like a robot,” She scoffed. “Best friend, is that the new word for ‘I’m the thrown away fuck buddy’? That’s cute,” She said as she stood back up straight. “So who would you make minister, if anyone could be an option?”

“I’m not sure what you’re expecting Diana.” Josephine responded calmly “I’m sitting in a cafe doing my work and enjoying a coffee, and you accost me. I’m happy to assist you, but trying to provoke some kind of rise out of me is frankly childish.” She smiled politely, before a short laugh fell from her lips. “We have always been best friends. It is unlikely anything will change that.” she said simply, rather than addressing the other part of her taunt. “If I could choose anyone? My father. He’s an excellent businessman and has years of political service. Alas, he thinks he’s too old for politics these days, and decided not to run.” she answered with a fond smile.

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devilishlytasty:

The way that Josephine remained unflinching reminded Diana why she disliked her so much. She was like a cute little robot, a plastic doll inside a music box that worked for little more than being pretty - though Josephine was anything but a fool. “Hm, I don’t know, are you offering something?” She asked as she leaned a hand on the table and rested her weight against it. “As I said, cute as a button, you’re supporting Rodolphus in this campaign?” She asked though the way she said it sounded more like a statement than a question.

Josephine shrugged one shoulder slightly. “That depends on what you’re looking for.” she answered smoothly. At the question, she nodded, “With my position in the Ministry I’m not allowed to publicly endorse any candidate. But, your cousin is my best friend, and we work well together. Out of the options presented, I’m hoping he is successful.”

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devilishlytasty:

“Oh darling, it wasn’t an accident,” Diana said as she dropped the cup on the table as well. “Cute little Josie, working hard in public, bless her heart,” She said sarcastically. “You’re still cute as a button aren’t you?”

Josephine raised her eyebrows at the younger girl’s tone, watching as the cup dropped on the desk. Her smile remained however, and she sat the cup upright and looked up at Diana. “Is there something I can help you with Miss Lestrange?”

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rodolphusorestes:

His breath came in quick pants, and he silently cursed the man who had caused his meeting to extend well past its intended allocated time. Rodolphus treasured every lunch that he could spend with Josephine, and he had felt the minutes ticking away with anxious, wringing hands and impatient, moving legs. When he had at last been dismissed, he mades his excuses - as smooth and as courteous as ever - and had all but run to the cafe just outside of the Ministry. When he spotted her figure already seated at a table, Rodolphus strode over to her immediately, a jest and an apology already at his lips. He stopped short when he saw the offender spill his coffee over Josephine’s documents, and he felt a sudden swell of unimpressed annoyance. If Josephine felt the same, she certainly did not show it, as she moved her wand with a flourish. When the offender left, Rodolphus strode over to her table. “You really are a saint, Josie,” he said, tilting his head after the retreating figure of her offender. Then he cleared his throat as he looked down at her. “So… perhaps some of that saintlike patience can extend to me?” His eyes were wide, and though his lips spoke of no apology, his remorse could be seen clear as day in his black eyes.

Josephine watched as her offender left, keeping the smile on her face before dropping it just slightly - the only sign that she was slightly annoyed. She was just glad she’d charmed her documents. At the sight of a new presence, one which was much more greatly desired, she turned her attention to Rodolphus. “And what sort of time do you call this?” she asked teasingly, before breaking out into a much more genuine smile. She’d been wondering when he was going to get here, and he’d never missed a lunch before without good reason. “I suppose I can extend my grace to you. Provided you make it up to me.” she said, tilting her head.

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Josephine was sitting in the cafe, placing her documents back in her briefcase when someone’s coffee spilt over them. She smiled at the offender, taking out her wand “Not to worry, I protect all my documents” she said as she waved over the spill, the liquid evaporating. “Accidents happen after all”