- Rating:
- PG-13
- House:
- Astronomy Tower
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
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Published: 01/05/2002Updated: 01/26/2002Words: 2,030Chapters: 3Hits: 2,017
Romance At The Water Cooler
Raven The Evil Senshi
- Story Summary:
- After PoA and during the summer of GoF, we know that Percy Weasley got a job at the Ministry. What we don't know is what happened behind closed doors. Why did Percy love his job so much? Why did he want to stay at the office forever? How did he become Mr. Crouch's assistant so early in his career? This is the story of Percy, Mr. Crouch, and the love that blossoms.
Chapter 03
- Chapter Summary:
- We all know that after PoA and the summer of GoF, Percy Weasley got a job. What we don’t know is what happened behind closed doors. Why did he love his job so much? Why did he love his boss? How did he become Mr. Crouch’s assistant so early in his career? This is about Percy, Mr. Crouch, and the love that blossoms.
- Posted:
- 01/26/2002
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- 351
- Author's Note:
- Yay, I got reviews! ::blushes:: I’m so happy! Kind words do go along way. I really do appreciate them! Keep it up! If you wish to talk to me online, my AOL SN is IceOujo. My yahoo screen name is jedi_trunks182. In case you’re curious, Ms. Dimitrova is me. She has no big part, but to keep the plot moving. Most females will like this chapter! ::evil grin::
Romance at the Water Cooler - Chapter 3
The weather turned for the better after the job interview. The clouds dissipated, and the clear, sunny skies reigned. Even though there wasn’t a cloud to be seen for miles, it was rather windy. Every now and again, a large gust of wind would rattle the windows and doors. Especially on Mr. Percy Weasley’s window.
Percy was asleep, his normally kept up hair was down, it grazed the top of his shoulders. He was lightly snoring, causing some of his bangs to fly up. A light rapping at his window, due to Hermes, woke him up.
Percy stumbled, as he put on his glasses at looked around for the noise. Another soft tapping, and Percy looked out his window. He was only dressed in boxers. Red ones with the word Royal written in silver on the bottom left side, to be exact. He yawned, and went over to the window.
"Hermes," Percy said, as he opened the window. The wind was very gusty today, and dead leaves blew into Percy’s room. He took the letter out of Hermes’ beak, and shut the window.
The envelope was written in blue ink, and was from the Ministry, The Department of Magical Cooperation. Percy carefully opened the envelope, not wanting to damage the letter inside.
"Dear Mr. P. Weasley," the letter read. "Mr. Crouch has made his decision, wishing to see you hear at 9:00 am. Signed, Ms. Dimitrova."
Percy yawned again, and put the letter on his night stand. His stomach became twisted again, in fear of not getting the job.
"I better get ready anyway," Percy mumbled to himself. He got in the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The warm water caused Percy’s glasses to fog up. He took them off, along with his article of clothing. He got in, letting the warm water slowly wake him up. (AN: I don’t think that paragraph had anything to do with the plot. I did it for the drooling fans. lol)
After he got out, he wrapped a towel around his waist. He went over to his closet, and pulled out a fairly new black robes. Of course they were neatly pressed, not a crease in sight.
"Note to self: I need new clothes," Percy said to himself out loud. He tied back his hair, and then put on shoes. He then closed his bedroom door, and walked down the stairs. He was surprised to see his mother already up.
"Morning Mum," Percy greeted. "I got an owl from the Ministry today." Molly stopped cooking, and turned her attention to her 3rd child.
"What did it say?" Molly asked, with a note of excitement. Percy sat down at the breakfast table, as Molly gave him a plate of food.
"It says I need to go down and speak with him," Percy said, in a very business like way. Molly stopped cooking and threw her arms around Percy.
"I knew you could do it!" Molly exclaimed, kissing Percy on the cheek. Percy’s ears turned red, as Molly let go. He then sat up straight, regaining his composure.
"But I’m not sure, Mum if I got the job or not," Molly still smiled at her eldest son living at home. She than began to fix Percy’s robes.
"It’s a good sign if they want to talk to you in person, Molly said, fussing over Percy’s robes. "Please dear, do eat up." Molly then resumed back to cooking.
After breakfast, Percy thanked his mother. (AN: Aw, momma’s boy! Sorry, I had to add that.) He pulled out his wand from his pocket. He held it out, and with a soft pop Apparated.
Instead of appearing inside, Percy was at the main entrance. Another gust of wind blew by, before Percy could get inside. His hair came out of his pony tail, and whipped around his face. Percy quickly entered the building.
"Hello again Mr. Weasley," A warm voice greeted Percy. The voice belonged to Ms. Dimitrova, Mr. Crouch’s secretary. (AN: If you want to know what she looks like, here’s a description: Dark brown hair to her shoulder blades, and dark brown eyes.) Percy shook his head, causing the strands of hair to fall in his face.
"Good Morning," Percy greeted back. "I hate to ask this, but do you have a mirror?" Ms. Dimitrova thought for a moment, then began rummaging through her desk. She pulled out a small, hand held mirror.
"Thanks," Percy said as he took the mirror. He sighed rather loudly when he saw his reflection. His hair was a tangled mess, due to the wind. Percy tied back his hair tightly, making sure no strand slipped out again. Except, two bangs refused to cooperate, and stayed in his face.
"Oh, hello Mr. Crouch," Ms. Dimitrova’s voice caused Percy to jump. With the mirror still in his hand, Percy spun around. He felt stupid as he looked at none other than Mr. Crouch.
Mr. Crouch was about Percy’s height, maybe an inch or two taller. His ice blue eyes narrowed, showing distaste. A small blush of embarrassment crept on to Percy’s face.
"I’m ready when you’re done, Mr. Weasley," Mr. Crouch said, rather coldly. Percy swore to himself, for being so vain. He returned the mirror to Ms. Dimitrova before going to Mr. Crouch’s office.
Percy took in a breath and walked into the office, closing the door behind him.
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