Chapter 1 – Meetings & Coffee
Walking up the stair cases was no other then the Harry Potter himself, but there's no need to introduce Mr. Potter here because some knew about before they were even born. So what was it that made every wizard admires and every witch scream? Well it's simple. It was because he was and still is the-boy-who-lived. Oh, and the good looks was an added bonus. Standing at a height of 5'11 with messy raven hair and adorable emerald green eyes, no wonder girls faint at the mention of his name. Let's not forget to mention the power and money this man has. It's the life everyone dreams for. However, to Harry Potter, it wasn't a life, it was a job.
"Good-morning Mr. Potter" a short little woman greeted him and continues to walk with him.
"Morning Martha, what do we have today?" Harry replied
"You have a meeting with Mr. Longbottom in half an hour, one with Mrs. Bones at noon, Mr. Jones at 2, Mr. Lubbs at 4:30 and a conference with the elites at 6." Martha finished and gave him the folders containing the information he needed for the day.
"That's it" he asks and she nodded, "Martha, what would do without you?" he said and walked towards his office.
"You wouldn't be doing anything Mr. Potter." Martha informed him and was resulted with one of his gorgeous smiles.
In this office Harry sat down reading the documents on what his meetings is are about today and gave a deep sigh. Harry was tired of all the meetings he has to attend. He glances over the papers again and found it frustrating that he had a conference with the elites today. He hated having these conferences because every meeting always ends up in a heated argument between them. The Elites consist of four powerful high class majors each in charge of an organization of the government. Harry, being one of the four was in charge of the Defense Corporation which mean, anything dealing with protection, securities, aurors, war plans and such has to go through Harry before it can be put to work. Ronald Weasley, another major is in charge of the Entertainment Organization meaning he controls the entire media including the press. Susan Bones, the only female elite is in charge of the Justice Department. Last, we have Draco Malfoy who is the Executive Director who is in charge of all the big and small bills that is presented to him or the people. Least to say, they all have an important job. Out of all the elites, Harry get on pretty well with them except one. Ronald Weasley. For some odd reason, everything that Ron and he did together seems like a competition for Ro. Ron always tries to prove himself better then the rest of the elites, especially Harry and lately he has taken it way too out of line and Harry dread the moments the meet.
"Excuse me Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom has arrive and is waiting outside." Martha told him as he was staring out his enormous windows.
"Oh, please call him in, thank you Martha. Oh and do you mind getting us some coffee?" Harry turned around and asked. Martha nodded and left. A minute later walked in a tall man wearing a proper suit looking rather nervous. Harry made his way over to this man and introduces himself.
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter" he said as he extend his hand for a handshake which the man took hesitantly, "You must be Neville Longbottom. Pleasure to meet you. Please, take a seat." He said motioning for him to take a seat.
"H-Hello Mr-r. Po-T-Potter-r…" Neville said nervously as he saw Harry smile amusingly.
"Nervous aren't we? And please, call me Harry. Mr. Potter makes me sound old. Alright, so you are here for a job offering, am I correct?" Harry asked as he looked down at Neville's information on his table. Neville simply nodded. "Wow, you got an Oxford degree? What are you doing here? You can do so much better then here." Harry uttered. "And you majored in law. You should be in the Justice or Legislature department, not the Defense Neville." Harry finished looking up at Neville nervous facial expression.
"I- I thought…oh darn. I-I guess I applied into the wrong spot…" Neville said feeling extremely embarrass. "Sorry I wasted your time Mr. Potter. Good-Day." Neville finished and got out of his seat.
"No wait! Neville, sit down please. How about this? Tell me which department you would like to apply for and I will recommend you to that elite. Is that alright to you?" Harry suggested, feeling sorry for the poor chap.
"No, that's alright. I'm sure you have more important things to do. Thank you for the offer." And once again Neville got up to leave.
"I mean, you have outstanding potential and I know that Mrs. Bones or Mr. Malfoy would be kicking themselves in the head if they weren't able to hire you right away. Come on, what is there to lose?" Harry said.
"Well, well then thank you Mr. Potter. I'm very thankful for what you are doing. Thank you so much." Neville stated as he shook Harry's hand profusely.
"Don't mention it. Remember when you get hire you owe me coffee." Harry said with a chuckle.
"Will do, will do! Good bye!" Neville shouted as he walked out the office doors. Harry just stood there and smiled to himself.
The day has past by pretty quickly and it was now 6 o'clock meaning that he had an Elites Meeting. Sighing to himself, he collected his things placed them in his suit case and was off to the meeting. He wouldn't want to be late; otherwise Ron wouldn't shut up about it. He arrives at his destination 15 minutes before it started and walked in and the first thing he heard was the last person on this planet he wanted to hear.
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to come in early this time." Ron said loudly. Harry ignored it and walked towards his chair.
"Ronald! Grow up won't you? You act as if you're still in school." Susan Bone spoke up as she was disgusted with his attitude.
"Who asked you for an opinion? I was talking to Potter." Ron snapped back and at the time Malfoy walked in and took a seat next to Harry.
"Malfoy, shouldn't be sitting next to that. Don't know, but he might send a hex your way." Ron told Malfoy as he remembers the hex he cast towards Malfoy before and tired to blame it on Harry.
"Shut it Weasley. I will sit where ever the hell I please and the only hex that will be flying would be towards you if you don't know how to shut that trash trap of yours." Malfoy shot back rather quickly. This however causes Ron to boil up and nothing is ever good when that happens.
"YOU SON OF A-" he started to shout but was then cut off by someone else's entrance.
"Take a seat Mr. Weasley." The old man said causally. "Evening everyone."
"Good evening Dumbledore" everyone replied except Ron who sat there shooting death glares a Draco and Harry.
The meeting ended after two long hours of explaining the ups and down of the ministry. Harry always thought these meetings were pointless but he couldn't do anything about it. After Harry talked to Susan and Draco about Neville they both agree to look into him and decide which department he fits in better. As he was starting for the door Dumbledore had called for him. Dumbledore, you can say is a mentor. He wasn't the chairman not our bosses but he does have the ability to fire anyone one of us no matter how power we are.
"Harry, I would like to speak with you for a moment." Dumbledore explained
"Yes sir. About what, may I ask?" Harry replied.
"Do not let what one person say affect your judgment. I know the little grudge Mr. Weasley has against you, but I want you to hold on in there. Don't let him affect you." Dumbledore said
"I try not to sir, but some times he takes it way too far. Plus I didn't do anything. I don't know why he hates me so badly." Harry responded.
"That's exactly it Harry. He believes that you didn't do anything to deserve such greatness, but he doesn't know it all. He assumes. People assume Harry. It's inevitable. There will be those out there who understand and appreciate what you did for them. Just give him some time. He'll realize it eventually." Dumbledore finished and with a wink walked out and apprated away leaving a very confused Harry.
"I hated when he goes all philosophical. I can't understand a thing that man tries to say." With a smile he too was out the door.
Instead of going home, Harry decided to go get some coffee. He stopped by a local café shop called Jace's Café. After ordering his coffee he took a seat at a small circular table beside a window. There weren't many people there because it was now about 8:30 at night. Harry just sort of sat there and tries to think about things other then work. He looked out the window beside him and saw a couple walking hand in hand down the little street. He sighed deeply and thought of when he was able to do that with someone special. He hasn't had a girlfriend for the pass 3 years. After his fiancée, Madison, died in the war, he no longer felt the urge to date. His attention was switch towards the door because he heard a new customer enter. She didn't look like she was from around the area because she seems to dress differently. Harry studied her as she had trouble picking a drink. So he decided he should give her a hand before he left.
"Excuse miss, are you having trouble? Allow me toassist you. The white chocolate mocha is the best here." Harry said as he passed her on his way to the door.
"Oh, thank you" she said a bit surprise by the stranger's openness.
"Any time." Harry smiled and said before he was out the door. She had ordered what he suggested and had to agree it was pretty delicious. She didn't know why but after that very encounter, she couldn't help but think that the stranger was a bit familiar like she has seen him some where.
"Oh well…" she shrugged and brush the subject aside. Then she was too out the door and on her way home.
