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our dancing days
viii. scatterbrained
audreypercy
"Oh! Oh - I'm sorry! I am so sorry, it's my first day, and I've already spilt coffee over you - do you want me to get a cloth or... or some burn cream, or something?" Percy is just beginning to wonder what a Muggle is doing working at the Ministry of Magic when she hits her palm against her forehead.
"You're a witch, Audrey, get your head screwed on the right way!"
She casts a few spells onto his suit where the stain slowly filters out and he breathes out in relief as the sting of the burn on his chest leaves.
"It's not your fault, I really wasn't looking where I was going..." he motions to the folders in his hand, safely out of reach.
"No, no, no, I shouldn't really have been - um - running in the corridors on my first day anyway. I'm Audrey; I'm the new secretary to... Mr Weasley?" She looks up at Percy, cutely confused and curious. "You don't happen to know where I can find him, do you?"
His very first impression of his new secretary is... scatterbrained, pure and simple.
She starts to peer around his shoulder and almost wonders off when he calls out.
"Well, turn around about 180 degrees, Audrey, and take about five or six steps forward and I think you'll find him." She does exactly as he asks and comes face to face, again, with Percy.
"Merlin, I'm an idiot, aren't I?" The woman says, obviously flustered and running a hand through her short, dark blonde hair. She straightens, brushes down her suit jacket, and looks him in the eye. "I'm Miss Kemp, sir, and I'm your new secretary." She looks apologetically at him. "Trainee, I'm afraid. I'm hoping for the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Department, you see."
"Indeed?" he inquires, raising an eyebrow at her.
"I promise, Mr Weasley, that I'm not usually this scatterbrained, just a hectic morning. If you could - um - lead the way, then I'll get straight to work."
"That's not necessary, Miss Kemp," he tells her with a smile, and her hazel eyes widen in more bewilderment as he takes her stiff form by the arm and leads her to the office cafeteria. "Why don't we go and get you another cup of coffee first?"