This was written for the totally random moment competition.
CHARACTERS: Ginny Weasley and OC (I've decided to call him Olivandus Corruptus, although that I haven't mentioned that in the story)
PLACE: Ministry of Magic
AN: forgive me the weirdness of this story. Hope it is random enough.
Disclaimer: not mine.
Ginny Weasley stepped out of the elevator of the Ministry of Magic on the 2th floor, with a furious look on her face her mother would've been proud of, walking directly to a man in his forties, who was sitting on a desk in the hallway.
"Well," Ginny snapped. "Aren't you supposed to ask me what I'm doing here?"
The man looked up, being utterly confused. "Why would I want to know that?"
The redhead squeezed her eyes. "Why not? Why would you not want to know what I'm doing here?"
This left the poor man speechless. After a moment of silence, he muttered: "I… Euhm… am sorry?"
The young woman bursted out again. "DON'T YOU DARE SAY SORRY!" she yelled so loud a couple of people stopped with what they were doing to listen. "JUST DO WHAT EVERY GOOD SECRETARY DOES AND ASK ME WHAT I AM DOING HERE!"
The man laughed. "But madam, I am not a secretary."
Ginny's face immediately turned red. "Oh." She said.
Again, a moment of silence followed, in which the man curiously studied her. "So. What are you doing here?" He asked.
Ginny was too much ashamed to look him in the eyes. "My husband has forgotten his lunchbox. Again."
"What is on them?" The wizards intrest was aroused.
Hu?" Ginny said.
"On the sandwiches." The man said.
Ginny looked at him suspiciously. "Chocolat, I think." She said.
"Chocolat?" The wizard said. "I like chocolat. Do you too?"
"Yes."
"Then why haven't you eaten them yourself?"
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