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Harry Leferts
Sliding into the booth with practiced ease, Arthur gave a nod to the woman across from him while setting his tray down. "Amelia."
Across from him, Amelia Bones gave him a small nod before she used her finger to wipe up some sauce dribbling down her chin. "Arthur. I do hope that your day has been going well?"
For a brief moment, Arthur considered how the two of them looked at that moment. Two people in what appeared as business clothes sitting in a booth at a fast food place in downtown London. Unable to help himself, he chuckled as Amelia popped her finger into her mouth. "As a matter of fact, it's been going well. Mostly meetings now that the students are heading back to Hogwarts today on the Express. But still rather quiet, thankfully."
Taking a sip of her drink, Amelia sighed as she set it down. "Well, I suppose that makes one of us then. Though, granted, in my case it has been mostly meetings as well."
With a hum, Arthur unwrapped his burger and took a bite of it. Yes, he had a meal done up by Molly, but days like this had him in the Ministry past dinner so it was best to save it. He knew that in a few hours he would be thankful for the homecooked meal after all. "I'm sorry to hear that, Amelia. Though I do wonder about something..." Getting a nod from her, he frowned. "Why ever invite me to a McDonalds?"
Only snorting, Amelia put down her own burger for a moment. "Because I would like to keep these meetings between just the two of us, Arthur. Far too many ears at the Ministry and loose lips. And places like the Leaky Cauldron are right out as everyone goes there to perform business these days. Besides, this place is so charmingly Muggle can you imagine certain people thinking that we were meeting here?"
The idea of Lucius Malfoy trying to listen in on them while in a Muggle restaurant made Arthur chuckle. He could just imagine said man asking where the silverware was. Shaking that image out of his head, Arthur sighed. "And as to why you hold them in McDonalds? Because I could go for pizza one of these days."
In Amelia's eyes there was an amused sparkle and she tapped one finger on the table. "Well, for one thing we're surrounded by noise. Much harder to listen in so no need to use magic that could attract attention to hide what we're discussing from anyone. And even if a Muggle overheard a bit, they would probably dismiss it as the two of us either having a lunch date or business meeting." She then took another bite and dabbed her lips with a napkin. "Also, I quite like the taste, especially their chips." Her lips still twitching, Amelia gave a slight tilt of the head. "Though next time I suppose that I could go for pizza. But you should choose."
Now smiling, Arthur set down his food and chuckled. "Very well. As a matter of fact I know this rather nice pizza place not too far from here. Molly enjoyed it when I took her there on a date several weeks ago."
Considering it, Amelia finally nodded. "Then I suppose that next time it will be pizza then." Her expression then shifted to one of a frown. "I suppose that you are wondering why I asked for the two of us to meet."
Now turning serious himself, Arthur swallowed the bite of food in his mouth. "I will admit to be curious, Amelia. Usually there are reasons for these off the book meetings."
Grimacing, Amelia shook her head with a grumble. "Well, to start off with you would not happen to know where I might find some rather big crows, would you?"
Eyebrow raising, Arthur considered the question and why she might be asking. "Not off hand. How big of crows?"
Her eyes becoming hooded, Amelia scowled. "Big enough to hurt a human rather badly as individuals."
Slowly, Arthur had a fake thoughtful look on his face. "Big enough to harm a human? Not quite sure that I have heard any such thing. Granted, a few years ago there was that attempt by one witch to try and scare the ravens out of the Tower as they freaked her out. But when she tried a piece of it fell and sent her to Saint Mungos. But then, I doubt that you mean something like that. And to harm a human? Doesn't sound legal."
The smile on Amelia's face held no humour, or rather, it contained dark humour. "Oh, no humans would be harmed. You see, a few years back I came across this Muggle article from the continent about exploding toads."
Suspecting who was now involved, Arthur hummed a bit. "Exploding toads, you say? Sounds rather ghastly."
Very slowly, Amelia nodded. "Oh, indeed it was. It seems that there was this pond in Germany, I believe, where toads were exploding. Crows, it seemed, had figured out how to peck out the livers of still living toads. And so, the toads would puff themselves up in an attempt to go and ward off the crows, but be unable to stop themselves and so leading them to explode. I want to see if such a thing could happen to a certain human-shaped toad we both know."
Tsk'ing, Arthur shook his head. "Now, now, Amelia. Don't call Delores a toad." At her look, he continued. "After all, that would be an insult to toads everywhere." That got him a snort of amusement. "So then, what seems to be the issue with her this time."
Frowning, Amelia took another bite of food as she considered things. And then sighed. "She is still up in arms over what happened on the Solstice. While the reasons are beyond me, she still thinks that we could cover it up."
Now with his own lips tugged down into a frown, Arthur shook his head in disbelief. "Even before muggles became resistant to memory charms, it would have been impossible to cover up even if we arrived right after the fact with all the Ministry backing is. Now, several weeks later? Not a chance. It doesn't help that was not the only place such an event occurred at."
Simply waving him off, the head of the MLE pursed her lips tightly before finishing off her burger. "You attempt to explain that to her. She's obsessive over such things. Considering your position, I thought it best to warn you."
While Arthur thanked her, she frowned. "That said? She's minor in the grand scheme of things. No, it's something else that is the current source of my woes."
One word passed Arthur's lips as he gravely nodded. "Hogwarts?"
In reply, Amelia nodded. "Hogwarts." Looking to the side, she chewed on a fry in thought. "I've been unable to determine what is going on there. Not because of Albus blocking me, but rather the Minister. For some odd reason he's blocking an investigation by stating that Hogwarts is no concern of the Ministry. And when I went to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures... MacNair stated that it was not their duty as no one was sure that it is a creature doing it. Considering how active Lucius is, I suspect he's involved. Same with some movements to get Dumbledore out. Which makes me suspect him seeing as he does have an axe to grind and the poltical connections to make things... messy."
Arthur frowned in thought for several seconds. "Lucius could indeed try and force Dumbledore out I suppose. But it would be rather risky under most circumstances. Granted, these are not most circumstances unfortunately considering what has been happening. And there are those unhappy with him hiring shipgirls as security." A thought then occurred to him and he turned to Amelia. "What would happen to them if Dumbledore was to be forced out?"
Her finger tapping against the table, Amelia finally shook her head. "Nothing in all honesty. Their contract is with the school and for the whole year. So even if Dumbledore was to be forced out, they would still be there." Seeing the curiosity, she smiled thinly. "Albus asked for me to look it over. Needless to say, it is ironclad as it were. And then we also got Augusta as well as Miss Nagato. Both of them have already stated that if needed, they will send guards to look over Mister Potter and Mister Longbottom. In young Mister Potter's case, I suspect that those would be shipgirls."
Much to her surprise though, Arthur shook his head. "I'm not quite sure about that actually. Now, I do think that she might send shipgirls, but there is also the friendly Abyssals, such as those Re-class."
Leaning back, Amelia frowned in thought. "Do you really think that it might come to that? Because I do not think that many would be so understanding of it like we are."
A frown on his face, the red haired wizard rubbed his face. "I would not discount the possibility. Times are changing, Amelia."
Deep in thought, Amelia picked up one of her fries and examined it before popping it into her mouth. Quickly chewing it, Amelia swallowed and snorted. "That is putting it rather mildly, Arthur. But yes, that is true enough. Though I did hear a rumour that one of those Abyssals are after your twin sons."
That got a chuckle from Arthur as he grinned a bit. "Ah, yes, Revina. Molly has heard all about it and has considered inviting the dear over."
For several seconds, Amelia just stared at him in disbelief. "Molly wishes to invite her over?"
Smiling, Arthur gave a hum. "Yes, apparently she wants to meet her. Especially as she is showing interesting in Fred and George. The fact that a young woman is showing interest in those two has her attention."
Very slowly, Amelia brought her drink's straw to her lips and then took a sip. She had heard things about this 'Revina' from Susan, including things about her and how she acted around the twins. Then Amelia blinked as the pieces fell into place and gave Arthur a look. "And the fact, I suppose, that I have heard that she runs the two spare has nothing to do with it? Correct?"
The smile on Arthur's face widened just a touch. "Perish the though, Amelia. Would Molly really do that?"
Eyes narrowing, the witch snorted which made the wizard chuckle. Then the two of them turned to other things. Both of them had things to cover after all.
Sliding into the booth with practiced ease, Arthur gave a nod to the woman across from him while setting his tray down. "Amelia."
Across from him, Amelia Bones gave him a small nod before she used her finger to wipe up some sauce dribbling down her chin. "Arthur. I do hope that your day has been going well?"
For a brief moment, Arthur considered how the two of them looked at that moment. Two people in what appeared as business clothes sitting in a booth at a fast food place in downtown London. Unable to help himself, he chuckled as Amelia popped her finger into her mouth. "As a matter of fact, it's been going well. Mostly meetings now that the students are heading back to Hogwarts today on the Express. But still rather quiet, thankfully."
Taking a sip of her drink, Amelia sighed as she set it down. "Well, I suppose that makes one of us then. Though, granted, in my case it has been mostly meetings as well."
With a hum, Arthur unwrapped his burger and took a bite of it. Yes, he had a meal done up by Molly, but days like this had him in the Ministry past dinner so it was best to save it. He knew that in a few hours he would be thankful for the homecooked meal after all. "I'm sorry to hear that, Amelia. Though I do wonder about something..." Getting a nod from her, he frowned. "Why ever invite me to a McDonalds?"
Only snorting, Amelia put down her own burger for a moment. "Because I would like to keep these meetings between just the two of us, Arthur. Far too many ears at the Ministry and loose lips. And places like the Leaky Cauldron are right out as everyone goes there to perform business these days. Besides, this place is so charmingly Muggle can you imagine certain people thinking that we were meeting here?"
The idea of Lucius Malfoy trying to listen in on them while in a Muggle restaurant made Arthur chuckle. He could just imagine said man asking where the silverware was. Shaking that image out of his head, Arthur sighed. "And as to why you hold them in McDonalds? Because I could go for pizza one of these days."
In Amelia's eyes there was an amused sparkle and she tapped one finger on the table. "Well, for one thing we're surrounded by noise. Much harder to listen in so no need to use magic that could attract attention to hide what we're discussing from anyone. And even if a Muggle overheard a bit, they would probably dismiss it as the two of us either having a lunch date or business meeting." She then took another bite and dabbed her lips with a napkin. "Also, I quite like the taste, especially their chips." Her lips still twitching, Amelia gave a slight tilt of the head. "Though next time I suppose that I could go for pizza. But you should choose."
Now smiling, Arthur set down his food and chuckled. "Very well. As a matter of fact I know this rather nice pizza place not too far from here. Molly enjoyed it when I took her there on a date several weeks ago."
Considering it, Amelia finally nodded. "Then I suppose that next time it will be pizza then." Her expression then shifted to one of a frown. "I suppose that you are wondering why I asked for the two of us to meet."
Now turning serious himself, Arthur swallowed the bite of food in his mouth. "I will admit to be curious, Amelia. Usually there are reasons for these off the book meetings."
Grimacing, Amelia shook her head with a grumble. "Well, to start off with you would not happen to know where I might find some rather big crows, would you?"
Eyebrow raising, Arthur considered the question and why she might be asking. "Not off hand. How big of crows?"
Her eyes becoming hooded, Amelia scowled. "Big enough to hurt a human rather badly as individuals."
Slowly, Arthur had a fake thoughtful look on his face. "Big enough to harm a human? Not quite sure that I have heard any such thing. Granted, a few years ago there was that attempt by one witch to try and scare the ravens out of the Tower as they freaked her out. But when she tried a piece of it fell and sent her to Saint Mungos. But then, I doubt that you mean something like that. And to harm a human? Doesn't sound legal."
The smile on Amelia's face held no humour, or rather, it contained dark humour. "Oh, no humans would be harmed. You see, a few years back I came across this Muggle article from the continent about exploding toads."
Suspecting who was now involved, Arthur hummed a bit. "Exploding toads, you say? Sounds rather ghastly."
Very slowly, Amelia nodded. "Oh, indeed it was. It seems that there was this pond in Germany, I believe, where toads were exploding. Crows, it seemed, had figured out how to peck out the livers of still living toads. And so, the toads would puff themselves up in an attempt to go and ward off the crows, but be unable to stop themselves and so leading them to explode. I want to see if such a thing could happen to a certain human-shaped toad we both know."
Tsk'ing, Arthur shook his head. "Now, now, Amelia. Don't call Delores a toad." At her look, he continued. "After all, that would be an insult to toads everywhere." That got him a snort of amusement. "So then, what seems to be the issue with her this time."
Frowning, Amelia took another bite of food as she considered things. And then sighed. "She is still up in arms over what happened on the Solstice. While the reasons are beyond me, she still thinks that we could cover it up."
Now with his own lips tugged down into a frown, Arthur shook his head in disbelief. "Even before muggles became resistant to memory charms, it would have been impossible to cover up even if we arrived right after the fact with all the Ministry backing is. Now, several weeks later? Not a chance. It doesn't help that was not the only place such an event occurred at."
Simply waving him off, the head of the MLE pursed her lips tightly before finishing off her burger. "You attempt to explain that to her. She's obsessive over such things. Considering your position, I thought it best to warn you."
While Arthur thanked her, she frowned. "That said? She's minor in the grand scheme of things. No, it's something else that is the current source of my woes."
One word passed Arthur's lips as he gravely nodded. "Hogwarts?"
In reply, Amelia nodded. "Hogwarts." Looking to the side, she chewed on a fry in thought. "I've been unable to determine what is going on there. Not because of Albus blocking me, but rather the Minister. For some odd reason he's blocking an investigation by stating that Hogwarts is no concern of the Ministry. And when I went to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures... MacNair stated that it was not their duty as no one was sure that it is a creature doing it. Considering how active Lucius is, I suspect he's involved. Same with some movements to get Dumbledore out. Which makes me suspect him seeing as he does have an axe to grind and the poltical connections to make things... messy."
Arthur frowned in thought for several seconds. "Lucius could indeed try and force Dumbledore out I suppose. But it would be rather risky under most circumstances. Granted, these are not most circumstances unfortunately considering what has been happening. And there are those unhappy with him hiring shipgirls as security." A thought then occurred to him and he turned to Amelia. "What would happen to them if Dumbledore was to be forced out?"
Her finger tapping against the table, Amelia finally shook her head. "Nothing in all honesty. Their contract is with the school and for the whole year. So even if Dumbledore was to be forced out, they would still be there." Seeing the curiosity, she smiled thinly. "Albus asked for me to look it over. Needless to say, it is ironclad as it were. And then we also got Augusta as well as Miss Nagato. Both of them have already stated that if needed, they will send guards to look over Mister Potter and Mister Longbottom. In young Mister Potter's case, I suspect that those would be shipgirls."
Much to her surprise though, Arthur shook his head. "I'm not quite sure about that actually. Now, I do think that she might send shipgirls, but there is also the friendly Abyssals, such as those Re-class."
Leaning back, Amelia frowned in thought. "Do you really think that it might come to that? Because I do not think that many would be so understanding of it like we are."
A frown on his face, the red haired wizard rubbed his face. "I would not discount the possibility. Times are changing, Amelia."
Deep in thought, Amelia picked up one of her fries and examined it before popping it into her mouth. Quickly chewing it, Amelia swallowed and snorted. "That is putting it rather mildly, Arthur. But yes, that is true enough. Though I did hear a rumour that one of those Abyssals are after your twin sons."
That got a chuckle from Arthur as he grinned a bit. "Ah, yes, Revina. Molly has heard all about it and has considered inviting the dear over."
For several seconds, Amelia just stared at him in disbelief. "Molly wishes to invite her over?"
Smiling, Arthur gave a hum. "Yes, apparently she wants to meet her. Especially as she is showing interesting in Fred and George. The fact that a young woman is showing interest in those two has her attention."
Very slowly, Amelia brought her drink's straw to her lips and then took a sip. She had heard things about this 'Revina' from Susan, including things about her and how she acted around the twins. Then Amelia blinked as the pieces fell into place and gave Arthur a look. "And the fact, I suppose, that I have heard that she runs the two spare has nothing to do with it? Correct?"
The smile on Arthur's face widened just a touch. "Perish the though, Amelia. Would Molly really do that?"
Eyes narrowing, the witch snorted which made the wizard chuckle. Then the two of them turned to other things. Both of them had things to cover after all.