"Yes, sadly. Perhaps something that would suit your strengths and I can pick up some texts on muggle politics or culture that you might be expected to know? The internship would stand you in good stead but if you decide to go for this opportunity then you'll be great and if you decide that its not for you, then that's just a valid decision. Every obstacle can be overcome but don't be pushed into doing something you don't want to or aren't ready for." She'd stand by her friend every step of the way too. Its what good friends did.
As he spoke of her mum, Penny flushed with pride and pleasure. It always made her proud to hear others recognise her mum, the had work she put in and how much she was idolised by her eldest daughter. "You're welcome to tell her that but she might think I've bribed you to say it!" this last was accompanied by a teasing laugh and the pillow she'd been hugging was pulled tighter against her. It was a link between the past and present but two women could not have been more different than Phillipa Clearwater and Molly Weasley. Both formidable, incredible women in their own ways.
"Interesting tense use there, Mr. Weasley." It was all Penny said on the matter, not wanting to push her luck but she trusted him. Knew that if there was a balance to be found between work and family, he would seek it out and Prime Minister Blair was very, very fortunate with the choice of new liason to the muggle world. "Another drink or is it a night for Firewhisky?"