Hello I have now received Physics coursework to add to my math and I have a horror story to write along with all my normal work so your luck I've written this. Don't worry the action will start soon…

CHAPTER THREE

DAY ONE WAS going well. I hadn't actually done anything in the way of capturing the escaped convict I was after but I had made a new friend. TJ and I sat on bench outside the ministry; we had made a substantial dent in the doughnut stock.

"So," TJ said eyeing the last doughnut, "You got all your equipment."

"I've got my wand and lady luck." I replied.

"What, you haven't got no cuffs?" she asked.

I shook my head.

"Stun gun?"

I shook my head again.

"Pepper spray?"

"Nope." I said.

"Man," she said, "What kinda bad ass Auror are you if you ain't even got no cuffs?"

"A bass ass Auror without cuff?" I attempted.

"Nuh uh without all that shit you ain't even a bad ass nothin'" TJ said.

My shoulders drooped, TJ stood up.

"Come on we betta go get ya kitted out if you wanna be punk ass. I know this great place, a mother for a muggle shop you'll like Marline she's a pip."

I sighed and followed her and we strolled in the direction of the store.

The shop was small and dungy. Marline was leaning against the wall behind the counter smoking a cigarette, a platinum blond with thick dark eyebrows and a red heart with MUM written across it tattooed onto her arm.

"TJ you worthless ho' what you doing here?" she said standing up straight.

"I'm here on duty, helpin' Ginny here get kitted out." TJ said.

"Bitchin'" Marline said and they did some complicated hand shake across the counter.

"Waddya need G?" Marline asked.

"Er…" I said trying to be brave and failing miserably.

"She needs a small stun gun, cuffs, spray…" TJ said counting the list off on her fingers.

Marline disappeared out back and returned with a pair of handcuffs what I suspected was a stun gun and a can of pepper spray.

"Can you afford this?" TJ asked.

"If I don't eat for a few weeks." I said grimly handing over some muggle money that I kept for emergencies.

"Perfect." TJ said.

We returned to the ministry and rolled up to the office, TJ said she had some business to attend to and asked if she could borrow my stun gun. I lent it happily to her as it made me slightly nervous.

"Thanks. Oh god the bitch is back." TJ said looking over my shoulder.

"Who...OOF." I turned round and collided fully with the woman TJ had remarked as a 'bitch', I was knocked to my ass.

Looking up I came face to face with an older slutty version of the Pansy Parkinson I remember. Her hair dyed black and in a bob, her eyes lined with matching black eyeliner and her lips a blood red. She was dressed in black head to toe with AUROR labelling her top in white bold writing.

"Who let the dog out?" Pansy asked snidely as TJ pulled me to my feet.

I hadn't liked Pansy at school and I didn't like her in the slightest now, she had always been bitchy starting rumours and stealing boyfriends and it looked like she hadn't improved.

"I don't know," said TJ, "but it obviously wasn't looking where it was going."

"Shut it lardy." Pansy shot back.

TJ took a step forward and Pansy made a funny noise and crumpled to the floor her tongue hanging outsmudging her perfectly applied lipstick, I saw the stun gun return upTJ's sleeve.

"TJ!" I hissed. "You can't just stun someone 'cos they call you names!"

TJ pouted, "She tackelled you, anyway Connie said that if you stun them in the right place then they wet themselves, now wouldn't that be fun."

TJ laughed, A few people stopped to stare at Pansy TJ's laughter abruptly came to a halt.

"Dizzy spell." TJ said seroiusly andeveryone went back to work.

TJ hoisted pansy to her feet and sat her in a wheelie chair. She pushed her over to a desk and left her.

"How long before she wakes up." I asked.

"Haven't the foggiest, could be minutes may be hours. So you all on for tomorrow?" TJ asked, "I won't wear my new sweatsuit, it's just I didn't want to get blood on it. You know how hard it is to get blood out of this stuff."

I nodded in agreement.

"Meet you here at eight?"

"Sounds good to me, and if the turd starts on us I'll tread on the little mother."

"We make quite a team." I said.

"Fuckin' A."

Harry was waiting for me at the apparition point. He asked me how my first day was and I told him about my encounter with Pansy and my new stock of weapon all safely stored in my pocket book. He laughed did the lips to my head thing and disappeared leaving me in confusion once again.

Hi quick update. No rest for the wicked it's just I really wanted to write this chapter.

P.s- pocket book is a word for all types of purses hand bags shoulder begs e.t.c.

TJ is ruler of the bad ass pimp world! lol