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After Jade got dressed and brushed her hair she apperated into the Ministry of Magic office. She swept down the long corridor until she reached the lift.

It stopped and opened many times, paper airplanes zooming through the air.

Jade mazed through the many desks in the Auror Head Quarters.

She saw Jefferson look up and smile at her from across the room. He motioned her over with his hand.

"Hello." Jade smiled. His desk was littered with files and loose parchment; notes covered drawers and candleholder.

"Just give me a second." Jefferson said as he circled something on his calendar and sifted through a file. He pulled out two forms and snatched a quill off his desk.

"Alright. I need you to sign the statement twice. We need to have two copies of about everything here."

"I know." Jade took his seat and read over the form.

I, __________, have not seen or heard from Sirius Black, the escaped convict. I will cooperate with the ministry in any way possible, and I am prepared to share information with authorized authorities.

Signed, ___________, date: __________.

Jade dipped the quill and paused before signing her name. She had seen Sirius. He was watching her from her backyard.

Jade signed the statement quickly and handed it to Jefferson.

He put it back into his file and smiled.

"Hey, I was just about to go to lunch. Want to join me?" He asked. Jade herself was fairly hungry so she agreed.

She felt his hand on her back as he ushered her through the maze of desks and chairs, occasionally ducking for flying airplane notes.

"So where are we going?" Jade asked once they reached the apperation section of the ministry.

"France. Apperate to the Eiffel tower, we can walk from there."

Jade raised an eyebrow before apperating.

"Hi."

"Hey."

Jefferson led Jade to an old café with iron chair on the patio.

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The food was indescribably delicious, the company disgustingly enjoyable. Jefferson, or Patrick as he asked to be called, spoke perfect French, a language Jade never managed to master. He was funny, and Jade found herself playing with the idea of flirting with him. She caught herself before she flipped her curly red hair and abruptly turned the conversation from Quidditch to business.

"So, have you read it? The letter I sent to Fudge?" She asked, sipping her cappuccino.

"Ah, yes, yes I- read it... it was... well composed." He shifted in his seat slightly.

"What's that suppost to mean? What did you think of it? Are they going to do anything?"

"Well... to be honest with you, I think you have some good points about it all. The fact that Black didn't get a trial did disturb me, and who ever did that report left some large holes in it. I think the Ministry didn't go through the formalities as usual because they were determined to find some one anyone, who they could pin the Potter deaths on. The Potters were famous. James, an aspiring British Seeker, Lily, a faithful Ministry correspondent, who sorted out that big problem with Prague... the public needed to see some one locked up."

Jade smiled. Finally, some one was listening!

"However... I'm sorry but, the few select officials who read this believe that, you are living in denial."

"Denial! Denial of what?!" Jade demanded.

"That you were ever in love with the man murdered two of your best friends. It's thought that, you created this story in your mind and told it to yourself until you believed it to give Black the character of the victim."

Jade sat in silence, soaking it all in.

"But," she whispered. "But Peter was friend too. How could I do that to him? How could I 'insult his memory' like that by making him seem like the bad guy? We weren't as close, that's true, but how could I - how could anyone, do that to some one they cared about?"

"Because, the reality of Black murdering the Potters is much more harsh."

"Voldemort murdered the Potters." Jade's tone was icy, and that was how she felt. It was a mistake, this lunch. She should not have come.

"Listen. That's what they believe, not me. But I do think he's guilty. However, I'm trying to get the Dementor's kiss lifted. The Vertessium is a very good idea and I'm attempting to get Fudge to go for it."

Jade smiled at Patrick.

"Thank you."