-Mr Longbottom, I already told you; The minister himself has forbidden me from letting anyone in today; He is now having an exceptionally important meeting.
-Anna, why don't you get it? This can't wait!
-I'm terribly sorry Neville, but it has to!
Neville Longbottom had had enough. He had been waiting in front of minister's office for 3 hours and all the while had asked Anna, the Secretary, to let him in, only to be answered the same thing. So he made his way to the door, ignoring Anna's protests and threats, but just as he was about to turn the door knob, the door opened and Kingsley shacklebolt stepped out; leading two guests out of the door and looking questioningly at Neville at the same time.
-It will perhaps, be a better start this way, Mr Hamilton...
-Hopefully, hopefully; Minister it was an honour.
The two men shook kingsley's hand and set off.
-Longbottom! What is this riot about? I could hear you through the door!
-My apologies sir, but there is a matter at hand that needs to be discussed right away.
-Is that so? What is it about?
-The case 293 .
Kingsley remained speechless for a few seconds.
-Very well, in you go.
*Aurors' office*
-bloody hell, Ron!
Harry Potter said as Ron Weasley slammed the door shut, loudly.
-"Morning." Ron grunted.
-Some of us woke up on the wrong side of the bed, huh? What's up mate? Nice date last night?
-Not bloody likely!
-"That bad, huh?" Harry chuckled.
-Worse! Tell your bloody fiancée never to set me up again, will you? The lunatic kept talking about my adventures with Harry Potter all night! Said it turned her on! Wouldn't shut up for a second!
-"Ooh! Sorry mate!" Harry exclaimed amused.
-Now I'm bloody hungover! Cuz I had to keep drinking to forget who I shagging!
-Well, I guess I should tell Ginny to cancel all the dates that she has set for you.
-"You better do that." Said Ron.
The door of the office opened and Charleston, the new recruit, barged in.
-Auror Weasley! Auror Potter! Emergency interrogation, room number 14.
-"Duty calls!" Harry said.
-"What's it about, Charleston?" Ron grunted.
-Uhm,case number 293.
Harry turned ghostly white, while Ron's facial expression turned stoick. He then turned to Charleston with a death glare as if it was his fault.
-"You're dismissed" He said so frostily that Charleston almost dropped the folders he was holding before shutting the door.
There was silence in the room for a few moments.
-"Ron, are you Ok?" Harry asked cautiously after several minutes.
Ron was taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself.
-Fucking bitch! still doesn't leave me alone.