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Chapter 2 :I need something new
She entered the building to the Daily Prophet and walked up to a receptionist. "Where is Mrs. Wilson's office?" she asked, a bit nervous. "It's on the third floor. Go down the hallway and you should see a plaque on the door that says NATASHA WILSON and VICKI BYRNES underneath it." she said, hardly glancing up from the papers she was sorting.
Ginny walked confidently down the third floor corridor until she reached the sixth door on her left. "This is it." she said to herself. She opened the door and walked into a large office that looked more like a waiting room that anything else. "Are you the young lady who is here to speak with Mrs. Wilson?" and old, frail lady asked from behind the lone desk. "Yes, you are Mrs. Byrnes, I presume?" she said, and when she got a nod from her, she continued. "Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley, I'm here to shadow you, until next week that is." she explained, feeling that she needed to fill her in. "Ah, yes, you're the young girl that will be taking my place. I was wondering if someone was going to replace me before I kicked the bucket." the old lady said absently. "Er, yeah..." said Ginny slowly. "Well, Mrs. Wilson is ready to see you now." said Vicki. "Thank you." Ginny replied politely.
Ginny walked into the adjoining office. It was a lavish office with mahogany wood furniture, plush blue carpet, and sunny yellow walls. It was not at all like Mrs. Byrnes, which had flat, green carpet, and white/gray walls.
"Hello, Mrs. Wilson?" Ginny said apprehensively, knocking on the door as she entered. "Why hello! You must be Ginny Weasley. I am so happy to have you here." she said cheerfully. 'Probably glad to get rid of that crazy old lady' thought Ginny. Natasha Wilson was a large lady, with a commanding presence that was felt wherever she went. "I'm here for the secretary job?" she said/asked. "Yes. I'll get right to business. What you'll be doing for the next week is basically shadowing Mrs. Byrnes and helping her out with miscellaneous tasks. You will see how to file documents and articles, you may even need to write some, too. Also, you will need to proofread those that come into your inbox. Pretty simple, really. Any questions?"
"No, I think I'm good to go." she said, relaxing a bit. "Good. Now, Mrs. Byrnes will show you what to do for today. I hope you like it here at the Daily Prophet." "Thank you." Ginny replied, and walked into the other office.
For the next four hours, Ginny proofread and corrected articles, organized the file cabinet to crazy Mrs. Byrnes' liking (she would fix it to her preference next week), ran miscellaneous errands, and had to re-write an article that was written so badly she thought that an eight-year-old wrote it. She looked at the clock, 'Only 15 more minutes until lunch, hang in there.' she thought as she glanced longingly out of the half open curtain to the street. With five minutes left before break, she couldn't take it anymore. "Mrs. Byrnes, I'm going to go ahead and take my lunch break now, I'll be back at 1:00." she said, suddenly standing up. "Ok dearie" Vicki said absently.
"God, that was painful!" Ginny exclaimed as she walked into a small café a few shops down from the Prophet. "What was painful?" said a man's voice behind her. She gasped. "Harry!" she cried, "I haven't seen you in ages! How have you been?" she said in a high-pitched excited voice. "I've been good," Harry said with a laugh. "I was just about to get some lunch, want to join me?" he asked her. "Oh, I would love to." she said happily. "So, you were talking to yourself about something being painfully distressing?" Harry said, starting conversation. "Oh, yes. That," she said a bit bashfully "I just started a new job today at the Prophet. You wouldn't believe how excruciating filing papers can be." she said with a sigh. They talked for another half hour as the ate their lunch, until Ginny had to go back to work. "Well, It was very nice talking to you again Harry. Do you come to this café often?" she asked, eager to see her friend again soon. "Yes, this is my regular place." he said, hoping she would come here more often. "Great, I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked. "Same time . Same place." he said, then they departed. And Ginny went back to her job, which didn't look as painful as it had before. I know, my chapters are short. But reviews really do give me some inspiration. If you have any ideas for the story, e-mail me, or just review.
Chapter 2 :I need something new
She entered the building to the Daily Prophet and walked up to a receptionist. "Where is Mrs. Wilson's office?" she asked, a bit nervous. "It's on the third floor. Go down the hallway and you should see a plaque on the door that says NATASHA WILSON and VICKI BYRNES underneath it." she said, hardly glancing up from the papers she was sorting.
Ginny walked confidently down the third floor corridor until she reached the sixth door on her left. "This is it." she said to herself. She opened the door and walked into a large office that looked more like a waiting room that anything else. "Are you the young lady who is here to speak with Mrs. Wilson?" and old, frail lady asked from behind the lone desk. "Yes, you are Mrs. Byrnes, I presume?" she said, and when she got a nod from her, she continued. "Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley, I'm here to shadow you, until next week that is." she explained, feeling that she needed to fill her in. "Ah, yes, you're the young girl that will be taking my place. I was wondering if someone was going to replace me before I kicked the bucket." the old lady said absently. "Er, yeah..." said Ginny slowly. "Well, Mrs. Wilson is ready to see you now." said Vicki. "Thank you." Ginny replied politely.
Ginny walked into the adjoining office. It was a lavish office with mahogany wood furniture, plush blue carpet, and sunny yellow walls. It was not at all like Mrs. Byrnes, which had flat, green carpet, and white/gray walls.
"Hello, Mrs. Wilson?" Ginny said apprehensively, knocking on the door as she entered. "Why hello! You must be Ginny Weasley. I am so happy to have you here." she said cheerfully. 'Probably glad to get rid of that crazy old lady' thought Ginny. Natasha Wilson was a large lady, with a commanding presence that was felt wherever she went. "I'm here for the secretary job?" she said/asked. "Yes. I'll get right to business. What you'll be doing for the next week is basically shadowing Mrs. Byrnes and helping her out with miscellaneous tasks. You will see how to file documents and articles, you may even need to write some, too. Also, you will need to proofread those that come into your inbox. Pretty simple, really. Any questions?"
"No, I think I'm good to go." she said, relaxing a bit. "Good. Now, Mrs. Byrnes will show you what to do for today. I hope you like it here at the Daily Prophet." "Thank you." Ginny replied, and walked into the other office.
For the next four hours, Ginny proofread and corrected articles, organized the file cabinet to crazy Mrs. Byrnes' liking (she would fix it to her preference next week), ran miscellaneous errands, and had to re-write an article that was written so badly she thought that an eight-year-old wrote it. She looked at the clock, 'Only 15 more minutes until lunch, hang in there.' she thought as she glanced longingly out of the half open curtain to the street. With five minutes left before break, she couldn't take it anymore. "Mrs. Byrnes, I'm going to go ahead and take my lunch break now, I'll be back at 1:00." she said, suddenly standing up. "Ok dearie" Vicki said absently.
"God, that was painful!" Ginny exclaimed as she walked into a small café a few shops down from the Prophet. "What was painful?" said a man's voice behind her. She gasped. "Harry!" she cried, "I haven't seen you in ages! How have you been?" she said in a high-pitched excited voice. "I've been good," Harry said with a laugh. "I was just about to get some lunch, want to join me?" he asked her. "Oh, I would love to." she said happily. "So, you were talking to yourself about something being painfully distressing?" Harry said, starting conversation. "Oh, yes. That," she said a bit bashfully "I just started a new job today at the Prophet. You wouldn't believe how excruciating filing papers can be." she said with a sigh. They talked for another half hour as the ate their lunch, until Ginny had to go back to work. "Well, It was very nice talking to you again Harry. Do you come to this café often?" she asked, eager to see her friend again soon. "Yes, this is my regular place." he said, hoping she would come here more often. "Great, I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked. "Same time . Same place." he said, then they departed. And Ginny went back to her job, which didn't look as painful as it had before. I know, my chapters are short. But reviews really do give me some inspiration. If you have any ideas for the story, e-mail me, or just review.