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Tweak says, "CHEESECAKE TAKE OVER!"

Serena Fawcett (serenafawcett) wrote in amortentiarpg,
@ 2008-10-14 20:56:00

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ron weasley, serena fawcett

Who: Serena Fawcett and Ronald Weasley.
When: Tuesday, October 14.
Where: The Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Rating: TBA.
Status:Incomplete.

Serena had been sitting at her desk doing nothing for about an hour and a half now. She had several owls that needed to be sent, but she'd get to them later. Maybe. She vaguely recalled being reprimanded for sending them out late, but no one died. As far as she knew. She tapped an origami frog that she'd made earlier with her wand and smiled as it hopped away.

Serena yawned and laid her head down on her desk. She wasn't off of work for another five and a half hours. She began to mentally calculate how many minutes that was, but it sort of gave her a headache. Her eyes opened and she blew a bubble with her gum.

Serena sat up and examined her nails. Short, stubby, and bitten. She made a face and produced a bottle of nail polish from one of her desk drawers. She dipped the brush into the bright red liquid and was about to paint her pinkie nail when the door to the office opened, causing her to jerk and the nail polish to spill on a pile of important papers.

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sixth_weasley
2008-10-14 10:18 pm UTC (link)

Ron was feeling very lonely. Growing up in a house with so many peope around him constantly had given him a sort of complex that he was finding hard to deal with in his old age. At first things had been cool. He was living in his own flat with Harry, his best friend, so he had enough company. It was like being in the dorms at Hogwarts, almost. Then Harry had started working more and more, but even that hadn't been so bad because he had Hermione.

Well, now Hermione was angry with him and Harry was avoiding everyone who had a pulse.

Ron stalked out of the Auror office, a small stack of papers in his hand. It was time for his lunch break, but as usual Harry wasn't taking it with him and Hermione had locked herself into her own office. He was about to hand his papers to Serena, the secretary, when he noticed the blotch of red sprawling across the sheets. Lazily, Ron pulled his wand from his sleeve, muttered a cleansing spell, and added his sheets to the top of her now-clean stack.

"I need you to file those for me, Serena." Ron didn't say anything about te fact that she was slacking off on duty, because he really didn't care. To be honest, he was hoping she would have something interesting to say to him. It was convenient that he had just been talking about Serena to Hermione and now here she was. Part of him wanted to make his girlfriend jealous, and part of him just wanted someone to talk to.

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serenafawcett
2008-10-14 10:43 pm UTC (link)

Serena gave Ron a big grin, taking the small stack of papers from him obediently. "Anything for you!" she chirped, attaching them together with a big purple paper clip and sticking them in the appropriate folder.

Serena had spent the night before downing a bottle of wine and watching old movies. Since she hadn't gone out, she'd gotten more sleep than usual, and was particularly antsy to get out of there and have fun. "Is it your lunch break already? Do you want me to order you something? I just made new coffee." She wiggled her toes in her black suede ankle boots and snapped her feet together. She was getting hyper from just having to sit all day, and the three cups of coffee with extra sugar she'd already consumed weren't helping.

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sixth_weasley
2008-10-15 10:44 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah, s'time for lunch." Ron craned his neck over Serena's desk to see if she had any kind of menu out. "Where are you ordering from? Ahh, I don't care, just get me anything. Whatever's cheapest." Old habits died hard, especially for Ron. Besides, he would eat just about anything you could put in front of him. Ron stuffed his hands clumsily into his pockets and plopped down into a stray chair beside Serena's desk.

"Yeah, yanno, I'd take a cup of coffee too. Lots of sugar and cream." Ron wasn't quite a coffee drinker but it would give him something to occupy his hands with until lunch arrived. As he sat, he let his eyes wander over the secretary. She was pretty, of course, blonde and full of energy. It was almost a requirement for secretaries. It occured to him, perhaps too late, that Serena wasn't exactly a waitress. He hardly paid enough attention at work to know whether or not she was the kind of secretary who fetched someone's coffee.

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