It was already a busy morning when Ron finally arrived to meet Harry. It was their pre-arrangement; every morning to meet outside the cafe before they set out to their Auror stations. This morning the little cafe was even more crowded. Ron slipped through the hordes of people whilst listening to their cheerful buzz, which was always a good sign.
"Weasley! There you are! Can I see you a moment?" A familiar voice propped up against the incessant chatter. It was his co-ordinator, whom he was shadowing today.
"Mr Perkins! Of course," Ron replied hesitantly. He walked up to the plump little wizard, who was sitting absent-mindedly on the high chair of the bar, sipping his tea with a straw, and nodded.
"Would you care for some doughnut? These sprinkles sure do add taste."
Ron shook his head, "No, thank you. Did you want to talk to me?"
"Oh. Yes." Mr Perkins finished the last pieces of his doughnut. "Yes. Well, we have decided to transfer you to another sector. Too many people around here, as you can very well see. Too many Aurors, rather defeats its purpose, eh? So, we have you listed for…" He quickly fitted on his glasses and fumbled through a few sheets of paper, "…for the Sutton area. Not too far away, is it? Just means getting up a few hours earlier for the advance disaparating session, or a few overnights. Is that all right, Weasley?"
Ron was surprised, "Sutton, sir?"
"Yes, why? Is that a problem?"
"No, no. Everything's fine. No problem."
Mr Perkins narrowed his eyes slightly, "Alright. You'll start next week. For the mean time…you can either come to work or not! And we all know what you'd rather do, eh?" He winked at Ron, who instantly felt rather nauseous, "Alright, you're let off for today, Weasley, no shadowing." And with that, Mr Perkins jumped off his seat and walked out of the café, whistling to himself.