Break Time | 1994 | Reg + Em
Em had been counting down the seconds till her break. She had been in meeting after meeting since she had walked into the Ministry that morning, hadn’t even had time to get a coffee which had not helped put her in a good mood for a starting point. Ever since the attack at the Quidditch World Cup, people were worried, and rightfully so. But that meant work was almost doubled, anytime that was spent out of the office was still spent doing work. She felt bad for Peter, having to deal with her in an almost constant huff.
Walking to the cafe was the first break she had had all morning, and she was exhausted, hungry, and was craving a coffee. A large one. But like all her other breaks and free time, She had a folder in her hand, and was looking over it, getting ready for the next meeting of the day, she hadn’t had time to read over the notes that well last night, so she was taking the opportunity now to cram in as much as she could. She was a former Ravenclaw, it was possible.
Right as she was about to step up to the counter to make her order, a familiar blonde head stood in front of her “Oi hurry up will you Cattermole? Most of us have places to be” she grinned.
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