He sat in his office all alone. The big chair comforted his aches, none which he would ever admit to having, and the small quaffle he tossed kept his attention. To the people walking by it seemed an ordinary scene, this man not doing any work, but that was exactly what he was thinking about.
He picked his wand up from the edge of the desk and muttered a short spell under his breath. The giant oak doors now stood closed at the end of the room. Privacy was a necessity nowadays, an unfortunate one too.
The man looked down at the scattered papers on his desk, there weren't very many, must people didn't think him capable of the work. Not only did they think he was capable, but nobody respected him.
His past as a Death Eater made sure of that. Once you're put on trial you can be adored and loved, but never respected and trusted. He didn't matter that he was innocent, and had been proved so. Many just thought he got away with it because of his fame. That may have been so, but he really was innocent.
His fame, there was a fickle friend. He couldn't even do what he was famous for anymore, not well at least. His past glory had fade but he still never resumed the professional air others around him had.
He was broke too, had spent his money in attempt to regain his glory and had instead fallen into debt. He had managed to get the goblins off his back once Fudge grudgingly agreed to raise his payroll. He knew however that he couldn't hold on to this position much longer, early forced retirement perhaps, they wouldn't dare to fire him.
His doors opened and a meek man with mousy brown hair stepped in. Ah, his secretary. He didn't hold any respect for the man either. Just contempt.
"Mr. Bagman, you need to sign these papers, and that's it for the day sir. You can leave them on my desk, I promised the wife I'd be home early, it is Christmas Eve after all sir."
Ludo nodded and turned to look at the documents. All he was good for was signing things, no one even trusted him enough to review and edit anymore.
He was on He-who-must-not-be-named bad side, as he was thought to be a Death Eater. The Dark Lord didn't like imposters.
The good guys weren't so fond of him either. He had tried to be nice to Harry but the boy thought him a cheating fraud, and Dumbledore detested him as well. His questionable moral values apparently made him unfit to fight the Dark Lord. Didn't matter though, he wouldn't of been much him.
No, Ludo Bagman was primarily worthless, nothing more then a name, an old shrine of glory. His wife has left him when he was still a quidditch player, she had caught him with another girl, and he had never even tried to be close to his family, his arrogance far too pronounced. All his friends were little more then drinking buddies, low life scum that was even beginning to turn him away. He didn't do his job well, he hardly did his job, and all sides of the war hated him. No, Mister Ludo Bagman was worthless.
And he agreed whole-heartedly.
Author's Note: Yes, its Christmas day and you are all probably gallenvanting around with your families. Joy to you! I however am Jewish and was sick of reading stories with mistletoe involved, and eggnog, and snowball fights with lots of Lily and James love. So, I updated this fic instead. Any suggestions on who the next chapter should be about. I was considering Arthur Weasley, but he is in focus too much.
Those of you that have me on author alert and don't review, I really wish you would. Your insight is fun and reviews make me happy. So please do review!
Funness: I was considering the hat being its own story, but its more fun to leave you all to imagine it. Maybe sometime latter. As to your chapter one response, I agree. It was out there, it's a random story of one-shots. Glad you liked how I portrayed Cho, I always pictured her as needy and conceded. Which she probably is. Thank you for reviewing multiple stories of mine.
Desipoplover13: Thanks, I had to look it up on the lexicon but all is well. I really do enjoy writing weird stories, and reading them too. If you ask me, the catogoreys are too bunched up! That's why I wish more people would try my challenge, or challenge themselves to write an odd story.
Dark Hermit Kaelin: Break is loads of fun, there isn't any school how could I not enjoy it? Merry Christmas. The hat is one of the stranger characters.
Khamsin: Thanks, I glad you thought I made Filch seem real, I always thought JK did that when we found he was a squib. Imagine if Dudley took those classes. I am accepting anonymous reviews, now. Though if you look at the last nine on Forbidden Forest you will understand my concern.
SmileGirlVMV: Thank you for looking at this story! I was hoping it would be odd! How boring is something that's normal? I thought she was only one year older then Harry, making it sixth year when she and Harry spilt. Oh well, I am confusing myself now.
Alatariel Linwe Narmolanya: Thank you for reviewing. Yes very unique, and I know there aren't any stories out there with Cho and Filch, that's why I wrote it!