WHO: Dolores & @amxcuscarrow WHERE: Ministry of Magic, Level 2
Gossip, rumors, both things that Dolores relished. Being head of the Improper Use of Magic department gave her a lot of leeway when it came to collecting these things. It was much easier to corner someone and gently peel away their layers if you were their superior or you could get them in trouble in some way. Usually, gathering information from others was a cake walk. People were more than willing to talk, especially if it was about themselves. Today, it seemed, was an off day. People were being oddly short with her.
Dolores was almost ready to give up her quest, planning to turn tail and admit defeat. There was a distinctly sour look on her face when she saw a spyed a familiar face a little further down one of the hallways in level 2. It seemed Amycus Carrow was leaving Amelia Bones’s office. Dolores had been lucky enough to witness the altercation between the man and his twin sister earlier in the week. It was quite the scene in the atrium and had, in all honesty, been the highlight of her past few days. Herself and an auror named Dawlish had watched in great amusement, rapt with attention, as Alecto Carrow let her brother have it for the whole ministry to see.
The opportunity to glean a little more information about what he was doing milling about with a girl from a lower family was much too tempting to pass up. Dolores wasn’t even certain that he might remember her. Carrow did spend most of his time in the lower levels but Dolores often found that her confidence would confuse people. They would indulge her out of fear of being rude.
“Mr. Carrow, dear.” Dolores almost purred as she approached him. She tried not to smile too widely, lest she look like the cheshire cat. “Visiting with Miss Bones again?”