MEMOS
Minerva?
Yes.
You know you love me?
No, Albus, I do not. We have had this conversation.
Well… you know you admire me?
That can be debated.
I know you idol-worship me and have a shrine in your office. That's why all the first years come out of your office with that tormented expression.
Albus, what do you want? And if I get it for you, will you stop pestering me?
Yes.
For a few minutes, at least.
…
Can you accompany me on a trip?
To where?
No, not to "where".
What?
I need you to come with me to the Ministry.
NO!
But, Min…
NO!
Please?
Absolutely and categorically NO!
I give you permission to hex Fudge.
So now you want to send me to Azkaban?
Yes…
…
I mean…
…
NO!
…
That is what you wanted me to say, isn't it?
Which bit?
Er… 'no'…
You were so close to being jinxed.
Phew.
I'm still not going to the Ministry.
Why not?
If I wanted to listen to a half-wit fool who doesn't know how to run a bath, let alone a wizarding community, I would sit and listen to Argus's tirade about child abuse as a suitable detention regime.
Fudge is away.
I'm in!
*THREE HOURS LATER*
Well, that was a pleasant time.
…
You know, we really should drop into the Ministry more often.
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I think we should visit Kingsley for a spot of tea one day soon.
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Yes, there's an idea. I'm sure you would like to see your old office in the Auror Sector, wouldn't you?
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Minerva?
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Cat got your tongue?
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Was it Mrs. Norris?
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Not very talkative today, are you?
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Min?
YOU LIED TO ME!