No one would suspect it, but she'd always wanted to work at the Ministry. She'd looked up to her Uncle Percy all her life – he'd come back, after all – and she wanted nothing more than to follow in his footsteps. Her mother had laughed; told her that she didn't know what she wanted just yet – she was only seven, after all – and that she should wait until she was older before she made these sorts of decisions. She didn't care what her mother said. She already knew what she wanted to do. She wasn't going to let anything stop her.