I hope that you are enjoying the story so far. I would of coarse like to
hear from you on what you think of it. Some of the characters like Sylvia,
Nelm, and Janis, are my own. Every so often (most of the time really) you
would have J.K. Rowlings originals in here. Like Alastor, Mr. Weasley, all
the way down to Genny in a stroller.
I would like to hear from readers.
Thank you
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Alastor's plan for Sylvia was easier said than done. For the past three days she's been trying to find some way into the Ministry. So far it hasn't gone anywhere. She was still looking. Sylvia was going through the junk shop that morning at the end of Diagon Alley when a wooden hand with a twirling finger showed up. "Nelm! You know that freaks me out!" Nelm pulled his arm back and chuckled, "I know. You and quite a few others. So what you're looking at?"
Sylvia was looking at a bunch of mirrors. "You don't want those." "Why not?"
"Because the only reason you would find a magic mirror in this junk shop only means that there's something wrong with it's magic. Along with a lot of stuff here." "Well, why are you here?" Nelm looked like he was taken aback with that question, "Another thing about the junk shop is this. This is the only place you would find the extremely unusual things." "Ah," Sylvia gets the idea of what he's saying. That's the way it is even in the muggle world. You can guarantee that you would find something very strange in a junk shop. "Found anything?" "Nope, not today. Perhaps next time. So what have you been up to?" "I was looking for a job." Nelm looks at her with a surprised look, "What job were you looking for?" Sylvia wasn't sure if she wanted to use a friend on this, but she needs to find a way. "That's what I was talking to Alastor about few days ago. But he said that there isn't much a muggle can do at the Ministry." "It would be a little difficult," said Nelm, looking very interested in what Sylvia was talking about, "There might be something. I'll be sure to look into it. I'm apart of the Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee." "The what?" "Lets just say that we're the ones that comes up with these ideas for the muggles to listen to. You know, things that comes up in their news paper. The thing with Sirius Black was a lot of fun. You alright?"
Sylvia suddenly felt a jolt when his name was mentioned, "Yea, I'm fine. It's just... My brother was in that." Nelm looks at her with both sadness and pity, "Oh, I'm so sorry." His face scrunched up as though in thought, "I'll see if I can find anything for you." "Thanks." Sylvia knew that she should feel guilty. Not only had she used a friend on this great plan of Alastor's, but also pulled an emotional situation. One that is true, but the fact that it seems that that was the thing that was going to get her in didn't sit well. But on the whole, she had to put her guilt aside knowing that there is a chance that she would get a job at the Ministry. Sylvia thought of Alastor's plan really dumb. She had to find a way in on her own, not by him, and watch everyone. And hopefully, her job would allow her to watch the people he works with. Now, all she has to do is wait for Nelm to find a job there for her.
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Cornelius Fudge dug through his desk almost going frantic, "Where is that blasted paper?" He slams the drawer shut, "I'm never going to get the hang of this. I swear." Cornelius lets out a sigh of frustration as he pulls out a quill and paper to write another letter to Dumbledore. A voice came into the room, "Mr. Gash wishes to see you Mr. Fudge." Straitening himself up, Cornelius responds, "Let him in." Nelm poked his head in very nervously, "I hope that I'm not disturbing you." "Not at all," in fact, Cornelius was glad to get his mind off of the lost paper, "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"
Nelm was relieved when he said that. He took a seat in front of the desk, "I wanted to talk about a friend of mine." Cornelius suddenly realized that this is something he's not going to like. "Now, I know that she doesn't have much experience with our world." "So she's a muggle?"
"Yes. And she's looking for a job." "She's not looking for a job here now is she?" Nelm took a moment to choose his words carefully. This was the first time he came to the Minister of Magic about something. "What better place to learn about our world than here?"
"I have no time for this," said Cornelius as he rose from his seat. Nelm had no idea as to what he was doing. All he knew was that he was doing it. He placed himself between Cornelius and the door, "Picture this. A muggle, Sylvia Esterson, comes to the Ministry looking for a job. The Ministry accepts," He said the next part slow to make sure that his point is made, "What would the Daily Prophet say to that? Muggle working at the Ministry." Cornelius looks at him strangely like as if he's not buying this, "Have you been talking to Mr. Weasley?" "Oh, come on. She's really nice." He put his hands together as though he was begging. He looked really strange to Cornelius with that wooden arm of his. "Oh, oh right. Fine," said Cornelius as he made his way to the door, "Find a spot for her and put her there."
"Thank you, sir. You won't regret it."
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Sylvia was sitting at the table with Janis at the Leaky Cauldron that night as Nelm walked up with an excited look. The two of them were laughing over the kind of day Janis had. "My word it was a mess. It took us two hours to cover it up. Man. That's why people should pass the test first before they decide to apparate." Nelm sat down next to Sylvia, "I did it." Janis asked, "Did what?"
"I found you a job at the Ministry."
Sylvia jumped from her seat and gave him a hug, "Thank you!" Sylvia sat back down just as Janis got over the shock, "Yo Tom. Another round here." Sylvia asked, "How did you do it?" "It wasn't easy. Believe me I had to do some sweet talking to get you in. Then after that I had to go looking around to find out if anyone would be interested in taking a muggle on as a worker. Nobody did. But then I remembered, Weasley, Mr. Weasley. He's been working on Muggle Wizard relations for years. He found you a place." "He did?"
"He did. It's going to be basically getting everyone their coffee and everything that the owls can't do. Can you imagine an owl carrying a cup of coffee?" Sylvia laughed at the thought, "No. Oh, I met his wife a few days ago." Janis said, "So you know about how many kids he has?"
"Seven. My word I haven't met anyone with that many."
Janis was about to say something when Tom came in with three drinks for them. Janis paid for them, and went on with what she was about to say, "You should try baby sitting them some time." "That bad." "I did it on my day off, and believe me while she was there they were perfect angels."
Sylvia nodded her head, knowing where this was going. "As soon as she left suddenly it was an all out war. It made me decide not to have kids for a while. Bill helped out as best he could, but then he had to go chasing around the house after Percy to get his cloths back on." Sylvia chocked on her drink, "Oh, no."
Nelm said, "Is it alright for you to be talking about what their kids are like?"
"Seeing how the twins are, I bet they'll wreck havoc even at Hogwarts." "Now that place was cool." Both Janis and Nelm looked at her with a surprised look. Nelm asked, "You've been there?"
"How do you think I've found out about the wizardry world?"
"But aren't there muggle protection stuff on that place?" Nelm could not believe that a muggle had found her way into a place such as Hogwarts. Then again, how did she find out about the wizardry world. "Yea, but it's a little strange to be seeing signs up about the place being dangerous and that it looked dangerous, but yet you had kids coming in and out of it." "You're full of surprises, girl," said Janis, "Who knows, you might find something not even 'we' know about." Sylvia could help but think, 'Funny you should say that.' "What level would I be working at?"
"It would be on level two. But I don't think you'll be having to take care of Mr. Weasley or Perkins, the one he works with. They're not all entirely busy. But the Aurers on another hand have a lot on their minds right now." Sylvia had to refrain herself from jumping for joy. This plan seems to be working out after all. "Right.. With the search for Death Eaters." "Yes, you can start tomorrow. Remember. Level two, and watch out for the owls when they enter the lift." "Right. Thank you."
Nelm was almost beaming. Janis spoke up, "Anyways lets talk on that latter. I want to know how you've found Hogwarts, and how you got out without getting your memory wiped." "Yes, I'm rather curios on that myself." "Well, mainly my.. brother's friend's uncle had stumbled upon it during the summer time just four years ago. He thought it was a run down piece of rock. Months after that, I came to visit my brother and found out about it and asked if we could go. We did and there it was. I went in ahead of my brother of coarse and discovered that magic really did exist. After dodging some people like, Dumbledore and Minerva." "No way," said Janis, "You've managed to get by Dumbledore?" "Not quit. He did see me, he just didn't bring any attention to me. After that I met.. I met Sirius Black." The atmosphere changed quickly. Nelm looked at the floor. He wasn't sure what to say to this knowing what had happened little over a week ago. Also with the information that her brother was in that. "What happened then?" said Janis with a concern look. "I.. I had a blast. We ran around the place. He had a way of sneaking around without anybody seeing him. And he took me to the kitchens where I had lunch. I'll never forget that day." Sylvia noticed that tears were starting to go down her checks. She quickly rubbed them off. "After that, I went back to where we had our bikes and that was where I met Dumbledore." "Here," said Nelm as he hands Sylvia a handkerchief. "Thanks." "My word," said Janis, "I bet it must have been awful finding out what Sirius became." "Yea, it was." "Why don't we talk about something else here?" said Nelm, "I believe that this topic is getting depressing for all of us."
Janis said, "Alright, I'll go for that. What shall we talk about?"
"Quidditch?"
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Sylvia left the next morning for her new job at the Ministry. Tom said that it would be faster by Floo Powder. But Sylvia wanted to take things one step at a time. She wanted to do something that won't result in her being late if something went wrong. So Tom gave her a map to the visitors' entrance. Sylvia made her way down the streets of London. She followed the map to a phone booth. She went inside and found out how they advoid having muggles use it. It seemed quite broken. Sylvia picked up the phone and dialed 56962. A voice piped into the booth, "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business." "Sylvia Esterson. I'm here about a job offer." "Thank you. Visitor, please take the badge and attach it to the front of your robes." Sylvia heard a clink and found that a badge had popped out of the change holder.
Sylvia Esterson
Employment
"Visitor to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand." "I don't have a.." "at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium." The floor beneath her began to move and she found that the surface going up. That meant that she was going underground. Light streamed in at her feet and came up to her face. The moment she stopped, she stepped out and looked at the new surroundings. People were coming in through the fireplaces on one side of the hall she was in. "Well, here I go," said Sylvia as she made her way down the hall in her green dress, with a dark green cloak. The hall soon opened up to a space with a water fountain in the middle of it. It had a witch and a wizard with their wands up, and some creatures looking up at them. Sylvia did as she was told, and went to the security desk. "Ah, hello." The wizard behind the desk went up to her. "You be Sylvia Esterson?"
Sylvia was glad to know that she was expected, "Yes."
"So you're the muggle that's going to be working here." "Yes I am." "Excuse me," said a man behind Sylvia. She turned to see a man with blond hair and a pale face. "Did you just say that this.. muggle is going to be working here?" "That's what I've been told, Mr. Malfoy." "I see." Sylvia did not like the look Mr. Malfoy gave her. It was very much the kind of look she was getting from that guy that got on her case at the Leaky Cauldron. "I guess I'll be seeing you around then. Good day." He walked on to the lift. Sylvia said, "Why do I get the feeling that he wasn't really wishing me a good day." "You'd be a fool to think he was," said the security man, "You just watch yourself from people like him." "Believe me I will." The man nodded his head, "Seeing that your going to be beside the Aurors, I don't think you'll have anything to worry about. I'll be sending a memo up to Arthur to let him know that you're here. He'll take you up to where you would be working. The man attached a letter to an owl and it took off into the lift that Mr. Malfoy was getting into. He gave her a look like a predator looking at it's pray as the doors closed. That's makes two people on Sylvia's list. "You can go ahead a take a seat right over there by the fountain. Sylvia sat herself down on the bench as she waited for Arthur to show up. It was maybe five minutes before a man showed up at the desk, and the guy behind it pointed over to Sylvia. She figured that he must have been Mr. Weasley. He had bright red hair that was beginning to line. He looked like he was almost skipping when he came up to Sylvia. He held out his hand to her, "Hello, my name's Arthur Weasley. You must be Sylvia." Sylvia shook his hand, "Yes I am." "Please follow me," said Arthur. Sylvia followed him to the lift. Before the doors opened, Arthur asked her. "I was just wondering. With you being a muggle and all you must know this. But I was wondering what the function of the battery is?"
It was the longest lift ride she had ever experienced. It was even worst when she told him that she came from America. He then proceeded to ask her about all this stuff about muggles going into space. Some of the questions he asked required a rocket scientist. Finally the doors opened to the second floor. "This is our floor." Sylvia followed him down the hallway filled with doors. "You are sure that you don't know how they are able to make that push to get into the air like that?"
"Positive."
Arthur was disappointed by this. He made a turn at the end of the hall way and went through some oak doors. A sign up was saying Auror Headquarters. Sylvia wondered how Alastor would react to find out that the plan work out better than planed. The room was full of cubicles. Sylvia looked around to see if she could spot Alastor. Luckily, Arthur spent some time to show Sylvia around the place. Here and there Sylvia would see some wanted posters. There were those in that room that welcomed her whole heartily, others gave her a look like they weren't sure about having a muggle work there. Even if she was only passing out coffee to everyone. They came to one cubical with a man that Sylvia saw before. "Interesting seeing you here," he held out his hand, "My name's Kingsley Shacklebolt. But you can just call me Kingsley if you want." Author took Sylvia to the cubical next door, "And this is Alastor Moody." Sylvia looked in to see Alastor looking up at her, "I see that you got yourself a job here after all." "It took some effort but I did it." "That I see." Arthur said, "And now I'll show you the rest of the area." Sylvia made one final glance at Alastor. He went back to work with what he was doing. Sylvia figured that she couldn't expect much out of him at this time. The good news is, she made it. That's all that matters. Now to figure out how she was going to spy on everyone and not let everyone know.
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Alastor's plan for Sylvia was easier said than done. For the past three days she's been trying to find some way into the Ministry. So far it hasn't gone anywhere. She was still looking. Sylvia was going through the junk shop that morning at the end of Diagon Alley when a wooden hand with a twirling finger showed up. "Nelm! You know that freaks me out!" Nelm pulled his arm back and chuckled, "I know. You and quite a few others. So what you're looking at?"
Sylvia was looking at a bunch of mirrors. "You don't want those." "Why not?"
"Because the only reason you would find a magic mirror in this junk shop only means that there's something wrong with it's magic. Along with a lot of stuff here." "Well, why are you here?" Nelm looked like he was taken aback with that question, "Another thing about the junk shop is this. This is the only place you would find the extremely unusual things." "Ah," Sylvia gets the idea of what he's saying. That's the way it is even in the muggle world. You can guarantee that you would find something very strange in a junk shop. "Found anything?" "Nope, not today. Perhaps next time. So what have you been up to?" "I was looking for a job." Nelm looks at her with a surprised look, "What job were you looking for?" Sylvia wasn't sure if she wanted to use a friend on this, but she needs to find a way. "That's what I was talking to Alastor about few days ago. But he said that there isn't much a muggle can do at the Ministry." "It would be a little difficult," said Nelm, looking very interested in what Sylvia was talking about, "There might be something. I'll be sure to look into it. I'm apart of the Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee." "The what?" "Lets just say that we're the ones that comes up with these ideas for the muggles to listen to. You know, things that comes up in their news paper. The thing with Sirius Black was a lot of fun. You alright?"
Sylvia suddenly felt a jolt when his name was mentioned, "Yea, I'm fine. It's just... My brother was in that." Nelm looks at her with both sadness and pity, "Oh, I'm so sorry." His face scrunched up as though in thought, "I'll see if I can find anything for you." "Thanks." Sylvia knew that she should feel guilty. Not only had she used a friend on this great plan of Alastor's, but also pulled an emotional situation. One that is true, but the fact that it seems that that was the thing that was going to get her in didn't sit well. But on the whole, she had to put her guilt aside knowing that there is a chance that she would get a job at the Ministry. Sylvia thought of Alastor's plan really dumb. She had to find a way in on her own, not by him, and watch everyone. And hopefully, her job would allow her to watch the people he works with. Now, all she has to do is wait for Nelm to find a job there for her.
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Cornelius Fudge dug through his desk almost going frantic, "Where is that blasted paper?" He slams the drawer shut, "I'm never going to get the hang of this. I swear." Cornelius lets out a sigh of frustration as he pulls out a quill and paper to write another letter to Dumbledore. A voice came into the room, "Mr. Gash wishes to see you Mr. Fudge." Straitening himself up, Cornelius responds, "Let him in." Nelm poked his head in very nervously, "I hope that I'm not disturbing you." "Not at all," in fact, Cornelius was glad to get his mind off of the lost paper, "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"
Nelm was relieved when he said that. He took a seat in front of the desk, "I wanted to talk about a friend of mine." Cornelius suddenly realized that this is something he's not going to like. "Now, I know that she doesn't have much experience with our world." "So she's a muggle?"
"Yes. And she's looking for a job." "She's not looking for a job here now is she?" Nelm took a moment to choose his words carefully. This was the first time he came to the Minister of Magic about something. "What better place to learn about our world than here?"
"I have no time for this," said Cornelius as he rose from his seat. Nelm had no idea as to what he was doing. All he knew was that he was doing it. He placed himself between Cornelius and the door, "Picture this. A muggle, Sylvia Esterson, comes to the Ministry looking for a job. The Ministry accepts," He said the next part slow to make sure that his point is made, "What would the Daily Prophet say to that? Muggle working at the Ministry." Cornelius looks at him strangely like as if he's not buying this, "Have you been talking to Mr. Weasley?" "Oh, come on. She's really nice." He put his hands together as though he was begging. He looked really strange to Cornelius with that wooden arm of his. "Oh, oh right. Fine," said Cornelius as he made his way to the door, "Find a spot for her and put her there."
"Thank you, sir. You won't regret it."
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Sylvia was sitting at the table with Janis at the Leaky Cauldron that night as Nelm walked up with an excited look. The two of them were laughing over the kind of day Janis had. "My word it was a mess. It took us two hours to cover it up. Man. That's why people should pass the test first before they decide to apparate." Nelm sat down next to Sylvia, "I did it." Janis asked, "Did what?"
"I found you a job at the Ministry."
Sylvia jumped from her seat and gave him a hug, "Thank you!" Sylvia sat back down just as Janis got over the shock, "Yo Tom. Another round here." Sylvia asked, "How did you do it?" "It wasn't easy. Believe me I had to do some sweet talking to get you in. Then after that I had to go looking around to find out if anyone would be interested in taking a muggle on as a worker. Nobody did. But then I remembered, Weasley, Mr. Weasley. He's been working on Muggle Wizard relations for years. He found you a place." "He did?"
"He did. It's going to be basically getting everyone their coffee and everything that the owls can't do. Can you imagine an owl carrying a cup of coffee?" Sylvia laughed at the thought, "No. Oh, I met his wife a few days ago." Janis said, "So you know about how many kids he has?"
"Seven. My word I haven't met anyone with that many."
Janis was about to say something when Tom came in with three drinks for them. Janis paid for them, and went on with what she was about to say, "You should try baby sitting them some time." "That bad." "I did it on my day off, and believe me while she was there they were perfect angels."
Sylvia nodded her head, knowing where this was going. "As soon as she left suddenly it was an all out war. It made me decide not to have kids for a while. Bill helped out as best he could, but then he had to go chasing around the house after Percy to get his cloths back on." Sylvia chocked on her drink, "Oh, no."
Nelm said, "Is it alright for you to be talking about what their kids are like?"
"Seeing how the twins are, I bet they'll wreck havoc even at Hogwarts." "Now that place was cool." Both Janis and Nelm looked at her with a surprised look. Nelm asked, "You've been there?"
"How do you think I've found out about the wizardry world?"
"But aren't there muggle protection stuff on that place?" Nelm could not believe that a muggle had found her way into a place such as Hogwarts. Then again, how did she find out about the wizardry world. "Yea, but it's a little strange to be seeing signs up about the place being dangerous and that it looked dangerous, but yet you had kids coming in and out of it." "You're full of surprises, girl," said Janis, "Who knows, you might find something not even 'we' know about." Sylvia could help but think, 'Funny you should say that.' "What level would I be working at?"
"It would be on level two. But I don't think you'll be having to take care of Mr. Weasley or Perkins, the one he works with. They're not all entirely busy. But the Aurers on another hand have a lot on their minds right now." Sylvia had to refrain herself from jumping for joy. This plan seems to be working out after all. "Right.. With the search for Death Eaters." "Yes, you can start tomorrow. Remember. Level two, and watch out for the owls when they enter the lift." "Right. Thank you."
Nelm was almost beaming. Janis spoke up, "Anyways lets talk on that latter. I want to know how you've found Hogwarts, and how you got out without getting your memory wiped." "Yes, I'm rather curios on that myself." "Well, mainly my.. brother's friend's uncle had stumbled upon it during the summer time just four years ago. He thought it was a run down piece of rock. Months after that, I came to visit my brother and found out about it and asked if we could go. We did and there it was. I went in ahead of my brother of coarse and discovered that magic really did exist. After dodging some people like, Dumbledore and Minerva." "No way," said Janis, "You've managed to get by Dumbledore?" "Not quit. He did see me, he just didn't bring any attention to me. After that I met.. I met Sirius Black." The atmosphere changed quickly. Nelm looked at the floor. He wasn't sure what to say to this knowing what had happened little over a week ago. Also with the information that her brother was in that. "What happened then?" said Janis with a concern look. "I.. I had a blast. We ran around the place. He had a way of sneaking around without anybody seeing him. And he took me to the kitchens where I had lunch. I'll never forget that day." Sylvia noticed that tears were starting to go down her checks. She quickly rubbed them off. "After that, I went back to where we had our bikes and that was where I met Dumbledore." "Here," said Nelm as he hands Sylvia a handkerchief. "Thanks." "My word," said Janis, "I bet it must have been awful finding out what Sirius became." "Yea, it was." "Why don't we talk about something else here?" said Nelm, "I believe that this topic is getting depressing for all of us."
Janis said, "Alright, I'll go for that. What shall we talk about?"
"Quidditch?"
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Sylvia left the next morning for her new job at the Ministry. Tom said that it would be faster by Floo Powder. But Sylvia wanted to take things one step at a time. She wanted to do something that won't result in her being late if something went wrong. So Tom gave her a map to the visitors' entrance. Sylvia made her way down the streets of London. She followed the map to a phone booth. She went inside and found out how they advoid having muggles use it. It seemed quite broken. Sylvia picked up the phone and dialed 56962. A voice piped into the booth, "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business." "Sylvia Esterson. I'm here about a job offer." "Thank you. Visitor, please take the badge and attach it to the front of your robes." Sylvia heard a clink and found that a badge had popped out of the change holder.
Sylvia Esterson
Employment
"Visitor to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand." "I don't have a.." "at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium." The floor beneath her began to move and she found that the surface going up. That meant that she was going underground. Light streamed in at her feet and came up to her face. The moment she stopped, she stepped out and looked at the new surroundings. People were coming in through the fireplaces on one side of the hall she was in. "Well, here I go," said Sylvia as she made her way down the hall in her green dress, with a dark green cloak. The hall soon opened up to a space with a water fountain in the middle of it. It had a witch and a wizard with their wands up, and some creatures looking up at them. Sylvia did as she was told, and went to the security desk. "Ah, hello." The wizard behind the desk went up to her. "You be Sylvia Esterson?"
Sylvia was glad to know that she was expected, "Yes."
"So you're the muggle that's going to be working here." "Yes I am." "Excuse me," said a man behind Sylvia. She turned to see a man with blond hair and a pale face. "Did you just say that this.. muggle is going to be working here?" "That's what I've been told, Mr. Malfoy." "I see." Sylvia did not like the look Mr. Malfoy gave her. It was very much the kind of look she was getting from that guy that got on her case at the Leaky Cauldron. "I guess I'll be seeing you around then. Good day." He walked on to the lift. Sylvia said, "Why do I get the feeling that he wasn't really wishing me a good day." "You'd be a fool to think he was," said the security man, "You just watch yourself from people like him." "Believe me I will." The man nodded his head, "Seeing that your going to be beside the Aurors, I don't think you'll have anything to worry about. I'll be sending a memo up to Arthur to let him know that you're here. He'll take you up to where you would be working. The man attached a letter to an owl and it took off into the lift that Mr. Malfoy was getting into. He gave her a look like a predator looking at it's pray as the doors closed. That's makes two people on Sylvia's list. "You can go ahead a take a seat right over there by the fountain. Sylvia sat herself down on the bench as she waited for Arthur to show up. It was maybe five minutes before a man showed up at the desk, and the guy behind it pointed over to Sylvia. She figured that he must have been Mr. Weasley. He had bright red hair that was beginning to line. He looked like he was almost skipping when he came up to Sylvia. He held out his hand to her, "Hello, my name's Arthur Weasley. You must be Sylvia." Sylvia shook his hand, "Yes I am." "Please follow me," said Arthur. Sylvia followed him to the lift. Before the doors opened, Arthur asked her. "I was just wondering. With you being a muggle and all you must know this. But I was wondering what the function of the battery is?"
It was the longest lift ride she had ever experienced. It was even worst when she told him that she came from America. He then proceeded to ask her about all this stuff about muggles going into space. Some of the questions he asked required a rocket scientist. Finally the doors opened to the second floor. "This is our floor." Sylvia followed him down the hallway filled with doors. "You are sure that you don't know how they are able to make that push to get into the air like that?"
"Positive."
Arthur was disappointed by this. He made a turn at the end of the hall way and went through some oak doors. A sign up was saying Auror Headquarters. Sylvia wondered how Alastor would react to find out that the plan work out better than planed. The room was full of cubicles. Sylvia looked around to see if she could spot Alastor. Luckily, Arthur spent some time to show Sylvia around the place. Here and there Sylvia would see some wanted posters. There were those in that room that welcomed her whole heartily, others gave her a look like they weren't sure about having a muggle work there. Even if she was only passing out coffee to everyone. They came to one cubical with a man that Sylvia saw before. "Interesting seeing you here," he held out his hand, "My name's Kingsley Shacklebolt. But you can just call me Kingsley if you want." Author took Sylvia to the cubical next door, "And this is Alastor Moody." Sylvia looked in to see Alastor looking up at her, "I see that you got yourself a job here after all." "It took some effort but I did it." "That I see." Arthur said, "And now I'll show you the rest of the area." Sylvia made one final glance at Alastor. He went back to work with what he was doing. Sylvia figured that she couldn't expect much out of him at this time. The good news is, she made it. That's all that matters. Now to figure out how she was going to spy on everyone and not let everyone know.