Who: Pansy Parkinson & OPEN Where/When: Ministry | Evening, Friday Feb 18 Rating: G Summary: Another late Friday for Pansy and while leaving to Floo home she runs into another hard working soul. Or someone who fell asleep and just woke up, sheepishly creeping home - whatever.
As far as Pansy knew, the office was empty save for herself. Her personal secretary had left an hour ago citing something to do with her niece's birthday and Pansy grudgingly let her go. The Minister was due for a meeting with the heads of Trade and Magical Accidents departments on Monday over some fallout with the Egyptian Ministry - illegal artifacts finding their way into the UK and causing mass havoc amongst Muggles. She didn't expect it to be a particularly interesting meeting and wasn't required to be present but the brief would be on her desk within an hour of the meeting's end and she'd be expected to know the fine details if called upon.
With a sigh, Pansy leaned back in her office chair, smooshing herself into the soft leather and relaxing her muscles. Her eyes were aching and tired, a twinge in the front of her brain signaling an oncoming headache if she didn't go home. Somewhere in the office she heard a clock strike eight-thirty. Friday night - other people were having dinner with friends, spending time with family, getting ready for a night of heavy drinking, on a date. Merlin, she needed a life or she was going to crash and burn soon. All work and no play...
Clearing her desk of sensitive information and locking her door, Pansy left her office and took the elevator to the Atrium. She didn't expect to run into anyone and certainly not anyone she knew but she was proved wrong as the elevator opened at the Atrium.