AN: Hola, i'm back. french test over, math coursework beginning. parody full speed ahead with chapter 2. TJ RULES!
CHAPTER TWO
I AWOKE TO the sound of birds chirping happily on my fire escape. What a beautiful day I though merrily to myself as my eyes flickered open, and I'm so early up my alarm hasn't gone off. I checked the time. It read 6.58 a.m, what time was I meeting Harry again? Eight, no, no it was…
"SEVEN!" I screeched, "SHIT!"
I tore into the bathroom pulling off clothes and pulling new ones on as I went. No clean underwear, great. I pulled open a draw a pair of florescent orange bikini set graced the draws floral lining. Perfect. I pulled them on while checking the time, 7.03 a.m.
"Oh Goddy, God, God, GOD!" I yelled as I flung myself into the living room flew past the phone hitting the answering machine button and skidded into the fridge not even bothering to open the fridge. I reached for the cupboard and flung it open. Unfortunately it was the broken one, so I flew back a couple of meters the door still in my hand. Cursing I pulled out a box Musli put the door back and began shoving it down my throat. I strained to listen for the messages, but I had none. Dropping the Musli on the counter I skidded back into m room picked up my wand and put it in my shoulder bag and apperated to the place I was ment to be twelve minute ago.
I landed a few meters off where I ment to be knocking into a man in a top hat.
"Not heard of an apparition point crazy lady?" the man hissed striding away.
Too preoccupied with my surrounding to care about the snotty man. I spun round searching out Harry. He stood a cool expression on his face leaning against one of the walls. I strode over.
"Morning crazy lady, you've got a bits of cardboard in your hair." He said.
"Sorry I'm late, and it's Musli not cardboard."
"Whatever, come on we're heading up to the fourth floor." He said heading for the stairs.
"Can't we take the lift." I moaned as we trudged up the stairs. Harry didn't reply so I assumed this ment no.
As we reached the top he walked ahead and pushed a door open, above it in gold writing were the words,
MAGICAL OFFENDERS OFFICE
(AURORS)
I squealed with excitement and plumped up my hair and followed him through the dark brown door. It looked much like every other department, there were rows of desks and people working hurriedly at them. The walls of their workstations were covered with pictures of many scary looking beings, newspaper clippings and notes. Everyone turned as we walked past their desks. Harry kept his gaze straight ahead until they reached another door.
VINCENT COOK
HEAD OF DEPARTMENT
"Vincent Cook?" I had heard that name before.
"He was a couple of years ahead of us. Slytherin. Was an ass then still an ass now." Harry commented.
"Oh," I said.
Harry knocked on the door.
"WHAT?" came a rowdy reply.
"I brought Ginny." Harry said.
"COME IN."
Harry kissed me on the top of the head, "You're on your own now meet you back here at five." And with the he was gone.
"What was that?" I said quietly touching the top of my head. The room had gone un-naturally quiet; I turned around and in a flash everyone's heads whipped back to what they had been doing and the noise resumed.
"ARE YOU COMING IN OR NOT?" a voice yelled.
Shakily I turned the handle and walked in.
Harry had been right Vincent Cook, or Vinnie as everyone called him was an ass and still is.
"So you're the new hopeful." He said. I nodded. To say he resembled a weasel was an understatement he WAS a weasel.
"You won't last long." He commented looking me up and down. I chocked on my own spit.
"I'll try my best." I said.
"Go see TJ she'll give you you're first assignment." I nodded stupidly and left forgetting to ask who the hell TJ was.
I stood looking out over the desks the door slammed behind me.
The room went quiet again and no one tried to hide their stares. A huge black woman with long curly hair in rhinestone zebra print spandex top and a pink spandex skirt stomped over in her four-inch stiletto heels straight at Ginny.
"So then, you're the famous Ginny Weasley, I'm TJ." She stuck out a perfectly manicured hand.
"Er yeah." I said still in shock wondering how she fitted into her clothes that looked at least two times too small.
"Don't mind Vinnie he's a dicknose." She said, I laughed nervously.
"Got your first job, it's crap though I could give you a bigger one." She said flicking through the classified file.
"Thanks." I said, this was my kind of woman
"No problem, you're alright and you're with Potter, got a fine ass has that man, I like you already. This one looks bitchin'" She said pulling out a brown file from the huge bundle she was searching through, "Plus you got great fashion sense."
Looking down at my tee shirt. I glanced down; my bright orange bikini top glowed through the thin white cotton. Brilliant, real professional, I looked like a hooker.
"I can help you with takedown, you might need a big, full-figure woman like me to do some persuading plus this filing jobs shit. I had more fun at a funeral."
"I think I'll start after lunch. We could go get doughnuts first."
"Damn Skippy." TJ said.