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Moses Amset 25 Auror

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                                                                                                 Working late again.

                                                                     As much as most people would despise the action, Adam honestly didn’t mind too much. For work was a distraction down to the bottom line. It kept him busy. It kept his head free of the thoughts that would run around whenever he was alone – or at least, kept a plug on them until he was forced to deal with them. However despite all things, he couldn’t stay there overnight in his office. The man had to go back to his home, either his London loft or his  French Manor, eventually. So given the time, it was a series of tasks to head off into the night. 

Put his belongings into his satchel to handle them the next day. Put on his jacket. Put on his bag around his shoulder. Get out and lock the door to his office. Head over to the elevator and press the button. Wait for the doors to open up.

                                            And apparently, have company with him on the elevator ride down because the entryway revealed another man with a cat underneath his arms – an auror if he wasn’t mistaken, before him. Not caring about the why on the feline and whatnot, he simply minded his business while he entered the enclosed space. Nevertheless, greetings were greetings…even if that meant that Mister Richelieu wasn’t very good at them. It was the necessary thing to do as he merely returned it in that usual deep, gruff voice.

                                                                      “Hmm. Evening.”

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The other man was vaguely familiar. That is, he’d seen him around the ministry. He’d come from one of the lower floors and his robes told him- Moses shook his head, he was leaving work now which meant that he ought to leave his auror brain behind. If that were even a possible thing for the man to do.  

Moses was going to let the man’s rather unenthusiastic greeting go. He couldn’t blame him for being a little gruff, it was rather late and they didn’t know each other. There was no need for such pleasantries. No, Moses was going to wait until they got to the atrium. That had been the plan until the cat in his arms began to fidget, and by fidget it began to scratch at Moses’ arms and robes. 

“Merlin-” Moses only held tighter as the feline began to become more frantic. Unable to contain her further, Moses let go. It was only on the ground for a moment before it leapt for the stranger clawing at the bottom of his robes. “Ebn nel-! I’m so sorry!”

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Moses glanced at the time. He’d overworked again, not that that was anything too surprising. Sighing, he deposited the paperwork he’d been reading over into his satchel. He was just leaving the office when a muted meow brought him to a stop. 

“Ah, I’d forgotten about you.” 

Narrowing his eyes at the tabby, Moses approached the cage. His mother has always had cats around the house, but Moses had managed to steer clear from them. He figured this little guy needed to be fed. He could only hope that his owner would return to claim him in the morning. So with the cat under one arm, Moses headed for the floos. With a ping the elevator doors slid open, revealing that he wasn’t the only person still behind this late.

“Evening.”

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Looking up once he’d recognized the all too familiar voice, Hercules allowed himself a half smile, half sigh. It was already a relief to have someone interrupt his work, that much he could admit. “Montague’s all on you, this one’s the Stennett case - boring, really. Can’t wait to be done with it.” 

Leaning back in his seat, Herc picked up his mug once more, taking another much needed sip of coffee, “What’re you doing here, don’t you usually hole up in your office for lunch?”

Moses let out a sigh as his fingers rested upon his temples. “That bloody case... did I tell you that after I found her bloody cat, she never came to claim it. Now I’m stuck with all the paperwork and an overweight tabby.”

Moses snagged one of Hercules’ cookies whilst the other man was occupied with his coffee. He took a nibble, his eyes narrowing. “Apparently I’d been in there for longer than protocol. I literally had to leave.”

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Stopping at a local cafe outside the ministry during lunch, Hercules continued his work despite the few minutes he would have off. Coffee in one hand and paperwork in the other, he paid no mind to those who came in and out of the establishment. 

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Moses’ gaze flitted about the cafe before it landed upon an all too familiar face. He winced when he got an eyeful of the paperwork his colleague was currently working through, suddenly reminded of the mound that resided on his desk. “Is that the Montague case or was I stuck with that one?” he asked as he fell into the chair across from Hercules.

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The garage had smoke billowing from it’s large, open door. Audrey sat on he street corner, running a greasy, bandaged hand through her hair. “Welp. That didn’t work.”

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Moses couldn’t ignore the loud bang followed what seemed to be a steady stream of smoke billowing from the workshops entrance. “Not unless you were trying to burn down the whole building singlehandedly.”

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“The coolest kind,” Al joked. His job wasn’t luxurious, nor did it pay well. But he couldn’t exactly go around bragging about his street magic either. Especially to an auror. 

“Convenience store, except for muggles.” 

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“Oh Al, I really do miss you. You never cease to surprise me.” Grinning, Moses set his book on the coffee table. “You know, I remember you once told me that you were going to be a flying carpet merchant extraordinaire. Remember? When we found out that they’re banned in all of Europe.”

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“Really? Well I’m sorry to hear that. Here’s wishing you many a lazy day to read a novel or two in the near future!” She finished with a smile.

Opening her book, she began to read, then popped her head back up to meet Moses’s eyes. “If you don’t mind my asking, what has been keeping you from reading?”

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Smiling, Moses returned to the tome. It wasn’t a moment before Wendy was directing her attention back at him, but he didn’t mind. He sighed in thought. “Mostly work really. I work most days, sometimes even nights. It can get a little crazy to say the least.”

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Jasmine smiled nodding her head in agreement. “Very long, I was beginning to think that you had ran away without any warning, Moses.” 

The brunette took a look at the book, understanding the language and noting that it was a political book, something that wasn’t high on her list of books to read. “I hear you on that one. I feel as if I hardly get enough down time either. I’m always scouring for some.” Shaking her head, she spoke again. “Not exactly, but to be honest, I really didn’t have anything specific in mind, so I actually have no idea as to what type of book I’m looking for.” 

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Moses shrugged, “I’ve been around for the most part. Was home with the family for the summer. Considering we’re both technically ministry workers it’s appalling on our behalf.”

Considering his choice in ‘light’ reading wasn’t quite suited to most, at least Jasmine hadn’t outright laughed at his book. But he had to admit, it was rather boring. “Ah well, I’m not usually the one people come to when they need a good book recommendation, I’m afraid. Maybe you just need to walk around until you get inspired, I usually pick books at random,” Moses frowned down at the book in his hands, “Then again that didn’t really work out for me this time.”

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Laughing outright, Lily shook her head, “Of course you are, and I’m the verge of a spectacular career in shoving my foot in my mouth. Sorry,” she offered an apology, the action softened by her ever present smile, “I’m sure you’re very good.” Nodding at his words, Lily adopted a mock serious look, “You should. I’ve been told my recommendations are divine. But that may have something to do with my best friend being a librarian. She’s taught me the best.”

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Moses mirrored her smile. “It’s okay, I’m off duty. Let’s just roll with that, yeah?” Moses chuckled. “Ah, I see. Well don’t mind me if I ever swing by on the occasion that I need a good book. I think I’ll be taking this one back if something doesn’t- I don’t know, bloody explode or something within the next 20 pages.”

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He shrugged, “.. not getting arrested, if that’s what you mean. I – work in a muggle c-store. Owner offered me an apartment above the store, so I figured, why not? M’never late for work.” 

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Chuckling, Moses shook his head. “That’s generally not too much of a problem for me.” He snorted once, before he realised that Al was being serious. “Sorry, but I just don’t see- what kind of muggle store?”

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“Not necessarily. You chose the correct spot, a library should be able to provide some semblance of peace to read a book. I just happened to ruin that by chance. I truly am sorry.” 

Jasmine offered an apologetic smile. She knew how valuable some time alone could be, particularly when you hardly had the chance to have just that from day to day. Whisking away her apologetic smile for a genuine one the brunette couldn’t help but to ask her next question. She did always have a curious nature. “What book are you reading? If it is okay in me asking. I was trying to find a book for myself, but I came at an impasse.” 

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Moses shook his head. “Never a problem. Besides, it’s been far too long!”

Moses held up the book in the light. It was an older political text written in arabic, horribly boring stuff to most people. “I don’t get much down time?” he said a little unconfidently. It was true but, with his busy schedule reading seemed to be a thing of the past. “I’m not sure if it’s the sort of thing you were looking for.”

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“I hope you don’t intend to make a career out of it,” Lily teased, although she was silently happy she hadn’t interrupted something good. “Those are always either horrible or spectacular, there’s never any middle ground.” Glancing at the aforementioned book, Lily noted she had attempted reading one of his works as well, “I think I’ve tried one of his other novels, I recall it being equally shitty.”

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Moses pulled a face, “I may or may not be an auror.” He nodded in agreement, he usually stuck to arabic texts but he’d branched out in the hopes of finding something a little different. Perhaps he’d just made a mistake. “Ah, probably should have come to you in the first place.”

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“Well then I’m glad to meet someone as interested in finding time to dive into a novel or two as I. It seems that many people are more and more on edge as the days go on, unfortunately.”

Wendy smiled, looking down at her book, lost in thought. “Perhaps you’re right. However I do feel that some adventures are worth waiting for, and when they do hit, that’s when the excitement starts. Rather than seek them out, they come to you.”

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“Funnily enough, I think this is the first time I’ve had the time to enjoy the simple pleasures of reading in a long while.”

Moses nodded, “I’m sure one will come your way eventually.”

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“And I thought those were your favorite movies,” Al joked.

“S’all that really matters; keeping a roof over your head, food on that table. All that jazz.”

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“That’s besides the point.”

“And not so much more. How’s- what is it you’re doing now?”

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“Oh yeah. Uhm. That information is just on a need to know basis. Or It’s in the laundry. One or the other.” Audrey shrugged. She was sure she’d find it eventually. “I’ll just take whatever makes me forget that I have to go back to work tonight.”

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“Riiight. So why am I buying drinks again?” Moses rose his eyebrows, then nodded when he found himself a little in the same boat. “We’ll take two ‘poor souls who have to work late tonight,’” Moses told the bartender. Upon receiving a blank look he said, “Make that two firewhiskies, would you?”