mafalda hopkirk

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argopyrites:

“I believe should be held accountable, no matter how menial their work may seem.”

“Merlin, I’d hate to get on your bad side. He’s only a weather reporter. It’s not life or death stuff.”

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sturgispodmore:

“Do they enjoy giving themselves multiple noses and nose rings?”

“I think that depends on the person,” Mafalda said, before blanching, “Wait, this bloke had nose rings, as well?”

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fletcher-mundungus:

Mundungus was surprised but pleasantly so. “That is the truth,” he said, with a nod, but he was careful not to go into details. It was one thing to agree that the Ministry of Magic wasn’t handling things well lately, another to go on a rant about how the whole system could be incredibly fascist. 

“But, y’know, I get not quitting your job over it. I think that’s smart, because if ya think about it you could probably do more working on the inside than on the outside, innit? Like… for example… if we were dealing with a corrupt government,” which of course, at times, he thought it was, “it wouldn’t do to have honest people quit, otherwise it would only be crooks, innit? They’d be among themselves and free to do as they pleased, with no one to really keep them in check or tryin’ to be fair amidst all the corruption.” He became a little animated as he talked, his hands moving to accompany his words with gesture like a common Italian, but never once he raised his voice.  

“Though, of course, that’s a more extreme case,” he concluded, realising he was letting it get to him. Clearing his throat—rough from the talking and the smoking—he glanced at her, in silence for a moment. “So, what is exactly that ya do at the Ministry?”

“That all sounds a bit dramatic for my taste, and I wouldn’t consider myself a revolutionary,” Mafalda said, shrugging, “All I do is try and keep the old codgers I work with from returning to the stone age. When they say something idiotic, I tell them.” It had gotten her into trouble more than once. She’d never been good at holding her tongue, even if her job might be on the line because of it.

“I’m in the Improper Use of Magic Office. I mostly do the stuff no one else wants to do. Filing, dictating memos, keeping everyone organized... That sort of thing.”

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ivyfletwock:

“I used to listen to the matches on the wireless whilst I was working. But I found it to be too distracting, yes?”

“Well, the distraction could be helpful if you’re trying to avoid your work.” When faced with menial tasks, Mafalda often found any way to distract herself, and the wireless was sometimes helpful.

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tristandearbornn:

“Okay.”

“Not a big talker, are you?” Mafalda said, before giggling once.

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royallyrosa:

“I’m here to help.”

“You’re a gem. Don’t know how I’d survive without you, particularly since the blokes I work with seem even more insufferable ever since the Ministry shutdown.” Mafalda sighed, shaking her head. More often than not she found herself wishing that her job was with people closer to her own ages, instead of middle-aged wizards who had no frame of reference as to what her life was like.

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carolyn-wilkes:

“Yeah, I know.” Carolyn nodded, understanding what Mafalda meant. “Good luck to us,” she said, allowing her smile to grow a little wider. “I’d definitely drink to that.” After everything she was trying to do for her family, she really hoped her parents would stop pestering her and let her be in peace.

“Mother wouldn’t be able to force me to marry some bloke, anyway. She’s got no leverage. It’s not like I survive on the family’s money anymore. What’s she going to do, disinherit me?” It had been a great relief to Mafalda to be free of her parent’s home, and although adjusting to life without financial security had been difficult at first, she never regretted the decision for a second.

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fenwick-benjy:

As he pulled out what he needed to write down a short message to send to the Ministry, Benjy kept listening to Mafalda, nodding at her explanation. “Some creatures can be quite…” He chuckled under his breath. “…hard to handle if not outright mean.” He looked at her, curious. “Sometimes it’s just their nature. I suppose. Luckily we don’t have to deal with them every day. Unless it’s your job.”

“I could never work with creatures,” Mafalda said, still keeping an eye on the jobberknoll, who had begun to make quiet noises in her hands. “Merlin knows how the people who do survive day-to-day. It’d be far too stressful, wouldn’t you say?”

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sturgispodmore:

“That would be interesting. I’ve never met one before.”

“Me neither. Although I read a book all about them once. Quite the fascinating read, actually.”

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tristandearbornn:

“Was there something else?”

Mafalda shook her head. “No, that’s all.”

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royallyrosa:

“You just make it too easy.”

“Well, then, I’ll try my best to be tougher. You can’t bring me down, Miss King.”

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dearborned:

“Only because it keeps me from feeling the worst one in the room.”

“Ah, so you feel like the worst a lot, then?” Mafalda asked him, raising her eyebrows in amusement, “That makes so much sense.”

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fletcher-mundungus:

“Eh, but see, it’s because it’s so fickle that it gets so marvellous odds. If I had won, I’d be filthy rich right now.” Instead he was just filthy. At least the spell he had cast before covered the heavy smell of tabacco. 

Mafalda’s answer had Mundungus’ mouth hung open, his cigarette slipping away from his lips only to be clumsily caught by his fingers before it could fall to the ground. “Really?” His surprise looked genuine enough, if a bit exhaggerated. Though,it was fiar to point out, it wasn’t every day that he heard a Ministry employee criticising the Ministry’s politics or behaviour. “I mean.. I imagine ya are talkin’ about that Wilkes’ sentence. The punishment did not fit the crime and all that shite, innit?”

“Right,” was all Mafalda said in response, her gaze skeptical. Placing bets you weren’t sure you could win seemed foolish to her, but this chap didn’t seem the type to listen to reason about such things.

“Yes, really,” she continued, “I’m only being honest here. And it’s not just about that Wilkes fellow. There’s a lot the Ministry hasn’t been handling well lately. I’m not about to quit my job over it, but that’s the truth of it.” She was still keenly aware that she probably ought not to be speaking about her employer in such a way, but once Mafalda opened her mouth, it was hard to get her to close it.

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carolyn-wilkes:

“I suppose. I have only that one,” Carolyn replied with a quick shrug of her shoulders and a half-smile. The half-smile grew larger as she listened to Mafalda’s answer. “Those are hard to come by. But are you even looking?” she asked in a joking tone, chuckling softly. “Yes. She is. Or at least, she tried. Right now things are a bit… shaky between us. But I’m sure she is still working on that.”

“As do I,” Mafalda said, before chuckling along with Carolyn, “I guess not? I’m not actively looking but if one came along I wouldn’t say no, you know?” Her expression turned sympathetic when the other witch mentioned her relationship with her mother. “I know what that’s like. Here’s hoping our mothers don’t end up pawning us off before we’re ready.”

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fenwick-benjy:

“See. Everything is fine.” Benjy smiled reassuringly at Mafalda once the bird was safely in her hands. “You’re doing great.” He nodded. He looked calm and not worried at all that she might hurt it. “Oh. Well, not everyone is. Not at first at least. And not everyone has to. Obviously.” He smiled and summoned his owl. “Thank you for helping me.”

“You’re more than welcome,” Mafalda said, smiling kindly even though her heart was beating a mile a minute. The jobberknoll seemed perfectly fine but that could always change. “I like creatures I’ve just never been particularly good with them. I lack that warmth, I guess.”

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ivyfletwock:

“No, no, I just— I am curious as to how I didn’t realize, that is all.”

“Could be that you just missed it. If that’s the case then you ought to learn to pay better attention,” Mafalda replied.