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Sparks
Chapter One
"You know what my Mum always says, a watched Cauldron never boils" laughed Rosie as she received contemptuous look from Jas who then glanced back up at the clock in their office. "Jas! Stop it, you're making me nervous!"
"Sorry, I can't help it, it's just I think tonight is the night…and well I'm nervous that's all" she replied absently chewing on a hangnail. "I don't suppose he's mentioned anything to you?"
"Ha! Not likely. Al knows all too well that if he told me anything, especially concerning you,I would let something slip. Remember your birthday two years ago?"
"Ok, so go through tonight with me. What have you got planned?" whispered Scorpius over Albus' desk in the Auror office. Being the son of the Head of Department certainly hadn't handed Albus Potter any favours, quite the opposite in fact, Albus found he had to work harder in order to prove himself to his father, his peers and live up to that famous Potter reputation that had dogged him throughout Hogwarts.
"I'm taking her to that French place round the corner…" Scorpius looked back in shock.
"I see you're pushing the boat for this special occasion, it's really going to be night to remember" said Scorpius.
"Oi! Less of the sarcasm if you please, my plan is actually perfect. Firstly because its our regular place to eat so she won't suspect a thing, Secondly it's also the place we had our first official date, and Thirdly they do an amazing Lamb Chop."
"Thinking with your stomach again? Jesus is that the time? I'm late." Scorpius leaped from his chair and out the door, "You forgot your camera!" Al Called back, as Scorpius dashed back in and out again, "and relax mate you're only going downstairs!"
Scorpius flung his arm out, forcing the door of the lift open, sliding between a group of disgruntled Ministry workers in the already crowded lift, he glanced over to see a mass of red hair squished against the wall of the lift, she was obviously uncomfortable yet was determined to read her notes, he almost smiled but caught himself just in time.
"Level 3: Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes" Said a cool female voice, the doors opened and the lift emptied. Scorpius' shifted himself and looked around and found himself alone in a lift with Rose Weasley, They had known each other 10 years, why was it so hard to say 'hello'?
"Weasley" he said, a little too formally for his liking, damn it was too late now he thought. Rose jumped at the use of her name she had barely registered the emptiness of the lift.
"Huh?" she looked up from her report, "Oh, Hello Scorpius."
Silence…
"So, What brings you here today?" said Rose making another brave stab at conversation.
"Your cousin and my job."
"Al? Care to elaborate?"
"I can't, I hear you're not to be trusted with" he paused "delicate matters."
"Ah…I see. I don't blame Al. I am solely responsible for ruining Jas's birthday two years ago" Rose admitted, she was sure she saw the corner of his mouth twitch ever so slightly at the memory. The Next four floors passed in silence…
"So you're here on work too?" another gutsy stab from Team Weasley, she glanced over at him, rolling her eyes, while he stared at his shoes. Why was he always so rude!
"Er…yeah. I've been given the job of getting a pictures of the Syna Trial, it's an amazing opportunity and I'm late."
"Ah I'm meant to be assisting on the case, so if you're late-"
"-You'd better leg it" Scorpius interrupted as the doors of the lift opened on ninth level, Rose dashed out passed the Department of Mysteries and down the stairs towards the court rooms.
"Malfoy, Please report to Mr Bass's Office immediately." A tall blond figure immerged from dark room stumbling slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light he straightened his robes outside a room with a bronze plaque with the words;
Erroneous Bass, Editor emblazoned on the front.
"You can go in now." crowed the beaky little receptionist looking scornfully at Malfoys attire.
"Malfoy! Come and explain these photos!"
"I don't know what you mean Sir, you asked me to document the Syna Trial."
"Yes, yes, yes I see that but I was wondering if you could identify a few people in these photos" barked Bass pulling an envelope out of his desk draw and tipping the contents out. Twenty or so colour prints fell gracefully on to the desk, Bass plucked one from the pile and silently slid it across the desk to Scorpius.
"Well Sir, that is Dimitri Syna, convicted of mass Muggle baiting in Norfolk last year, his home country, Slovakia, are pressing for an extradition order, which our Ministry of Magic are fighting to oppose-"
"-Don't get smart with me, but its good to see you're keeping up with current affairs."
"I take an interest" Scorpius replied coolly.
"I can see that...Is this your point of interest?" gesturing to a familiar face, curtained by red curls, that took up most of the photo. "Who is she?"
"That is Rose Weasley, Daughter of Respected Auror Ron Weasley and junior assistant to the Head of the International Magical Office of Law. She has been an integral part the case against Syna" Scorpius rolled off the facts.
"You seem to know a lot about her," said Bass, giving Scorpius a knowing look.
"I take an interest" Scorpius replied simply.
"A Weasley, Impressive family!" Bass smiled at the photos and handed them over to him, "I'm sorry to have to break it to you, but a lowly photographer like you, doesn't stand a chance." He waved Scorpius away, who paused at the door for a fraction, before silently leaving envelope in hand.
