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Part 5 Outtake: Damon and Umbridge's first meeting.
Damon Salvatore was very, very, very excited about his first day on the job. After going through all the psych evals, intense physical training, and conditioning, Damon was finally an official Auror at the Ministry of Magic. He was wearing his brand new Auror robes and was walking through security.
"Wand, please," A board security wizard said.
Damon handed the wizard his most prized possession, and watched as the other man weighed his wand.
"Here you go. Enjoy your day at the Ministry of Magic," The wizard handed Damon his wand back, along with a receipt. Damon thanked the man, and went on forward. He wandered towards the lifts and stood inside it with several other Ministry employees.
It stopped and Damon got off, but quickly realized that he was on the wrong floor. He walked around, trying to find the lifts again when he passed an open office door. He made his way towards it, intending to ask the official where he could find the Auror Offices. The name on the plaque was SENIOR UNSECREDTARY DOLORES UMBRIDGE.
Inside the office were two witches, one of them short, generally toad like, and wearing way too much pink to be considered normal. The other was younger and slim, with pretty brown hair. The younger witch was near tears as the (he assumed) Umbridge dressed her down.
"Your work is terrible, Ms. Fell, and I honestly have no idea what you think you're doing in the Ministry. You showed decent aptitude in Hogwarts and your recommendation letter from a professor there was quite impressive, and I thought you would prove to be a good worker –"
"Please, Undersecretary Umbridge, please, let me continue to work here. My father just died, and it's been really stressful at home taking care of my mother – she can't live by herself, see – "
"Hem, hem. Did I ask for your life story, Ms. Fell? Did I ask you for meaningless excuses?"
"No, but –"
"Hem, hem. Then I'd advise you to stop complaining and being ungrateful and pack your things –"
"Ungrateful?"
"You were given an opportunity that you wasted, and now you insist upon wasting my very valuable time, Ms. Fell. It is not wise for you to argue with me in this junction, as you do wish to find work somewhere else, don't you, Ms. Fell?"
"Yes, I do, but if you would just understand that my circumstances at the time caused me a little stress, but I deny the accusation that my personal life was affecting my professional one!"
"Stop!" Damon found that Umbridge's voice was very shrill. "Stop making flimsy and petty excuses and leave this office right now, before I make it so you never have another job to go again."
"That's wrong," Damon blurted, "You can't just ruin a woman's chances in the work force because you're unhappy with her work. I mean, she said her father died, and she had to take care of her sick mom."
"Who are you?" Umbridge trilled, "And what are you doing in my office?"
"Initially, I was just here to ask for directions," Damon drawled, "But then I heard you yelling at this poor witch. Thought I should intervene before you ruined her career."
"Who are you?" Umbridge demanded again, her eyes narrowed. Ms. Fell was looking at Damon with a mix of pity and surprise.
"Damon Salvatore. I'm a new Auror."
"Well, it is not reassuring that they are hiring ineffectual wizards that cannot find their way to their own offices, and instead ending up on a completely different floor," Umbridge was calming down now, but her the pleasant look that sat upon her face was scary. "I shall just have to tell Auror Robards that one of his men ought to be fired for incompetency."
Damon spluttered and Ms. Fell took Umbridge's interference with him to make her escape. "Thanks for the distraction, pal. Hope you enjoyed your brief stint at the Ministry while it lasted, because you're about to be sacked."
Damon gaped at the woman as she made her hasty escape and then turned his attention back to Umbridge. "I'm just going to . . . go." He sprinted down the hall in the direction Ms. Fell had went and heard Umbridge screech through the corridors at him.
He found the lift, and jumped into it, startling the other employees.
"Where's the Auror floor?" Damon asked breathlessly.
"The next one down," One man said, eyeing Damon with distaste.
"Thanks." When the lift opened again, Damon ran off of it and through the corridors until he found the Auror offices.
One of the men there eyed him, and said with mirth in his voice, "You must be Damon Salvatore. You know, you've got Umbridge in a tizzy upstairs?"
"Yes Sir," Damon said, "But to fair, she was freaking out on this employee, and I accidentally opened my mouth to defend her. Anyone would have done it, the witch was hot."
The man laughed. "You're not in trouble. Yet. Go to the desk of there – meet your Auror partner and we'll discuss how you're going to avoid running in Umbridge again and how to not get sacked."
Damon breathed a sigh of relief and went to the desk he'd been directed to and stared when he saw his partner.
"Sirius Black," The man said, "And I believe I owe you a debt of gratitude."
"No problem," Damon said, sticking out his hand. "I did it because I was bored." He winced when he realized how that sounded.
But Sirius Black just laughed. "I've done a lot of things because I was bored, but acquitting a man has not been one of them. I think we'll get along fine, Damon Salvatore."
Damon smirked.