James suddenly found himself wishing he'd put a little more effort into getting dressed. Men and women in darkly coloured dress robes passed all around him; everyone seemed to be in some sort of hurry, though a few that passed him found the time to throw him disgruntled looks at his appearance; a pair of old, faded jeans and his navy blue, Puddlemere jumper with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. He smirked back at them, and returned to his search.

As he looked around, he could see no sign of the door he needed. A small voice interrupted his thoughts suddenly,

"Can I help you?"

He spun around to find the source, a young witch sitting at a desk not far from him. She was pretty enough; dark hair, blue eyes, and mascara that seemed to have clumped in her lashes, along with her glossy red nail polish that matched her lipstick. He gave her a charming smile, "Looking for a mates office, actually – I'm not in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, am I?"

She shook her head softly and blushed slightly, but before she could answer another voice interrupted her, "You're in the Department of Administrative Registration, sir. I must ask that you leave my interns alone to do their work."

James stood up taller as the voice in question approached him; the owner was small, pale and had a thick braid of red hair falling over her shoulder, she wore little makeup compared to her intern, but she was just as – if not more - beautiful. She had a stack of files clutched to her chest as she blatantly took in his appearance before stating,

"Visitors must have passes on them at all times."

"Not a problem." He said with a small shrug, burying his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"Follow me then, I have to drop these off upstairs so I will show the way." She said, giving him a small smile and nodding in the direction of the elevators. James nodded and smiled back as he followed closely behind her, watching as her braid swayed with each of her steps. She pressed the button for the elevator, and adjusted the files in her arms as she waited,

"So you work in Magical Law Enforcement too?" James asked casually as he appeared beside her a moment later, running a hand through his hair as he looked down at her.

She shook her head, glancing up at him briefly as she said, "I work for the Minister."

James grinned cheekily, hands buried in his pockets as he chuckled and said, "Doesn't everyone here?"

"Technically, yes. I work for him though. I organise his meetings, oversee the interns trainings, and schedule department inquir-"

"So you're his secretary?" He asked suddenly, tilting his head to the side. She narrowed her eyes at him and said hotly,

"No, Anne Matthews is his secretary. She takes his memo's and gets his coffee-"

"Black, one sugar." James muttered, absentmindedly as the doors to the elevator opened and he stepped inside, holding the doors open for her.

"What?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at him as she too stepped inside the elevator.

He turned to look at her once more as he let go of the doors, shrugging as he said, "Nothing, I didn't say anything."

"I thought you said-"

"So if you're not his secretary, what are you?"

She sighed, pulling her braid back over her shoulder and adjusting the files in her arms once more, "I'm the department manager for the Minister of Magic and Support staff."

"Sounds a lot more interesting than secretary." He commented, smiling slightly as he ran a hand through his hair, watching her as she stared straight ahead; it was obvious that she was avoiding his gaze, but he wasn't sure why, "You didn't tell me your name, love."

She rolled her eyes and turned to face him, "Tell me, does it honestly work?" She scoffed, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she stared up at him. He frowned slightly, adjusting his glasses idly as he asked,

"Does what work?"

She let out an exasperated laugh, "Oh come on; this whole thing you've got going on. You're clearly used to girls diving into your arms. Charismatic and fascinating. Girls must absolutely fawn over you; with the crooked smile, calling girls 'love' and winking at poor unsuspecting administration interns. Does it actually work?"

He ruffled his hair with a smirk, "So what if it does?"

She rolled her eyes with a laugh, just as the doors of the elevator opened again and she stepped out and turned to face him, "Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Two levels up; don't get lost." She said with a smirk, the doors of the elevator closing between them and she disappeared from sight.

A/N: This is super short I apologise, please don't hate me xo