Romance At The Water Cooler

few yards away from the building. He swore silently to himself, for such bad aiming.
Percy graduated less than a month ago from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry. He was top in his class, being Prefect his 5th and 6th years. He then went on to
become Head Boy in his 7th year. Percy graduated with the best marks in 50 years.
The building he was headed for, was the Ministry of Magic. Percy continued to
walk up the rain slick hill.
The job Percy was after, was one in the Department of Magical Cooperation.
Why? He couldn't really answer that question. Maybe it was he wanted to work for Mr.
Barty Crouch. He has heard many stories about that man. How he was a stickler for rules,
and took everything he did very seriously. Percy loved people like that. He was ready to
work with someone who insisted on following the rules.
"I'd be caught dead working for Bagman," Percy thought to himself. He didn't
like people that carefree and lazy. He was glad when he got turned down for a position at
the Department of Magical Games and Sports.
The building appeared to be a normal office work place, at least to the muggles.
To magic folk, it was a large space, housing the Ministry of Magic. To the normal eye it
is a small office, too small for headquarters of any nature. Once you stepped inside, it
was a different story. Here, the offices weren't very large, but they were able to hold the
whole Ministry. It's amazing what magic folk can do with such little space.
Once he reached the building, Percy tried to open the door. He then remembered
it was locked, and took out his wand. He tapped the handle twice, and the door allowed
him entrance. He quickly walked in, not wanting to get any more wetter.
"Hello Mr. Wealsey," The cheery voice of Mr. Crouch's secretary, Ms. Dimitrova
greeted. Percy shivered being wet from the rain. He grimaced as he ran a hand through
his hair. The gel he used, was becoming very gooey due to the rain.
"Hello," Percy greeted back, but with not as much cheerfulness. "Is Mr. Crouch
ready?" He pulled out something from his pocket, which was a few pieces of parchment.
"He'll see you in a few moments, Mr. Weasley. Feel free to have a seat as you
wait." Percy did, choosing to seat near Mr. Crouch's door. He was looking at the
parchments, which he called his resume. When, in all actuality, it wasn't. The papers
were just test scores that he has received from Hogwarts.
Percy's outward appearance was normal for him. He let his hair grow out, which
he had neatly tied back. The ponytail fell at the base of his neck. His robes were black,
and new. Molly had insisted on buying them for his first job interview. Percy's glasses
were neatly perched on his nose.
Inwardly, Percy was feeling very queasy. Every time he heard the sound of a door
open, Percy would automatically sit up straight. His insides were in knots, and his
stomach still managed to do back flips. Percy tried his best not to fidget in his chair.
"Mr. Weasley," Ms. Dimitrova said, causing Percy to jump. He cursed himself for
being on the edge like that."Mr. Crouch is ready to see you now."
Percy nodded, took a breath, and opened the door to Mr. Crouch's office.