Who: Hestia Jones and Justin Finch-Fletchley [Grab-me!]
What: Hes has a warning to give.
When: Friday morning
Where: In a supply cupboard in the ministry.
Status:Incomplete



Hes has been stewing on this for a while, and whilst she didn't want to stop her friend going for a job he clearly wanted, and would be good for, she didn't want him running into any trouble. And clearly, with Death Eaters on the loose, and the previous minister having been killed, there was going to be trouble.

She'd been lingering in the corridor that Justin worked in for quite a while now, near a supply closet. This wasn't the most covert way of doing things, she knew, but it was the only way she could think of that might actually work. And the only way nobody was going to overhear. Besides, with his campaigning, Justin had been extremely difficult to track down of late.

As he walked down the corridor, she grabbed his arm and yanked him into the cupboard in a swift movement before he had any time to argue.

"I'm sorry for this, but I just need to make sure you know exactly what you're getting in to." She said, her determination showing in her eyes and facial expression. Oh yes, Hestia Jones was definitely getting back to being her normal self.