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[starstruckbellatrix]

“I’m sorry–” Her head moving to get a proper look at who was standing in front of her before she elected to continue her sentence. “Was there something you needed?”

[a-force-of-alice]

tiny creature, pulling herself from the depths of her own personal hell. her knuckles were scraped, bruised, knees raw and red, her lip swollen and her cheek sported a bruise that seemed to change color. brown curls were disheveled, tossed into a careless ponytail, pieces hanging down framing her face. dark circles darkened hazel eyes. the rest of her looked just as bad but was hidden behind casual clothes. the auror made her way through the halls of the ministry pushing against those in her way. debriefed and questioned, questioned by people who didn’t leave their office, who never left the safety of their charmed offices, she was fuming. as she passed a small gust of wind followed her. since she was child it was always that wind, always that threat. she stopped for a moment, hearing their voices, asking those questions, making those forms, and she sat there the way she was and like grips on her wrists they refused to let her move. she could threaten them, scream but they learned their lesson with alice longbottom. confine her. she reopened cuts banging at the door. she would take later, all she wanted was to go home, and then that gust of wind followed her. somehow she found herself in the auror’s office. she looked up to see familiar faces staring at her. “the fuck ya lookin’ at. ya should see the other guys.”

[k-shackleboltx]

WHERE: Great Hall of Hogwarts WHO: Kingsley & Open

He was paralyzed, like most around him, but not out of fear like everyone but instead, Kingsley was racked with rage. Every fiber in his being wanted answers, he needed to know how in the hell the most wanted wizard in the world waltzed in under everyone’s noses undetected? How did he not notice someone inching towards the Minister?! Everyone in the room was clearly dumbfounded just as he, watching the body and in an instant he was coming to, realizing that he needed to move forward and do something. There were children present.

Moving forward he noticed the nearest person to him as he motioned for them to come forward towards him. “We need to get the body down, quickly.” This wasn’t something that needed to be put on display and he had no doubt that Skeeter with every other fucking reporter in the building who lacked decency was snapping pictures on their phone.

[arthurweasleyx]

Halloween morning was spent at his desk, working through the paperwork with a tall cup of coffee. He’d been so enthused that he almost hadn’t noticed the person standing in his doorway. “Are you lost or do you need something from me?” Arthur questioned with a nod of his head to the seat in his office meant for people visiting.

[franklongbottxm]

With a drink in hand, Frank was making his way around, talking with different groups as he moved. It was nice to have a minute where they could all just celebrate something good and spend time with each other. Of course, he was one edge and kind of waiting for something to happen, but he wasn’t going to let that show. Frank was going to be one of those people who made sure to let Marcel and Emmeline have their day, let them be able to enjoy their party. 

Seeing someone walk up next to him, he smiled and nodded his head before speaking. “Kind of a nice party, isn’t it?” He commented. “Seems like the baby is going to have a lot of people to support her in the future.” 

[littlemissmckinnonarch]

LOCATION: Ministry of Magic Hit Witch Department WHO: Marlene & Open

Returning to work was great in theory but the actual execution of the act wasn’t going well despite how Marlene was trying to play it off. At home, she gushed about how the break from high-pressure cases was doing her a wonder of good but in truth, she was slowly losing her mind. Sitting behind a desk she had been behind for weeks wasn’t working for her, she wanted to be back out in the field but given that she hadn’t been cleared yet it wasn’t looking like something that she was going to see soon. Moving to grab a folder to shove the next case files before realizing that she was down to her last. There was more than the necessary amount of needed grumbling as the brunette stood from the desk and moved to grab head into the supply closet with quick feet.

Open the door, electing to skip turning on the light and making her way into the small walk-in closet Marlene yanked the stool around to be able to reach the folders in question on the top shelf. With her back to the door in the back of the closet, it was no secret why she wasn’t able to be seen by the person who decided that the door needed to be closed. It was the slamming of the door that had startled the brunette, clamoring off the stool to feel in the dark for the door handle. Her hand grasping it and finding it locked--hands fumbling as she twisted and turned as if the situation she was in would suddenly change. 

Her eyes were closed tight as if sheer determination would will the lights to turn on and bring her out of the situation she was in. Hands moving from the door handle to pound against the door with her eyes still pressed shut. “Let me out!” Marlene willed unable to hide the hysteria that was bubbling or the tears pooling behind her eyelids. Seconds felt like hours as she pounded, unaware of the door opening until her closed fists were connecting with the face of the person who’d opened the door.

[theskeeterbeetle]

“And pray tell what are you supposed to be?” Rita questioned her eyes taking in the sight of the person before her with a smirk. It was clear that she already knew the answer to her question but it didn’t stop her from asking the obvious. 

[motherofthestars-tonks]

Sitting at a coffee shop with a pink haired child always raised some level of glances her way, but Andromeda never minded. She was sure there were a fair few that questioned her parenting choices, but she never felt inclined to defend herself. They didn’t need to know that her daughter could change the color of her hair as quickly as she could change her favorite color all on her own. Running a hand through her daughter’s locks, she unwrapped the blueberry muffin and passed it over to her. “Alright Miss Dora, we’re going to eat our muffins and drink our tea, and then we’ll find something else to do while we wait for your Dad to be out of work, how does that sound?” she asked. Having already shoved a piece of muffin into her mouth, Andy only got a nod in return, but she smiled none the less. 

Seeing a familiar person looking for a table in the crowded shop, Andromeda caught their eye and gave a slight wave. “We have an extra chair if you’d like a seat” she offered.