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Percy Ignatius Weasley (youngestmformev) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-10-15 14:22:00

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!status: complete, ^date: before october 30 2003, character: adrian pucey, character: cade warrington, character: cho chang, character: ernie macmillan, character: harry potter, character: percy weasley, character: roger davies

Rated PG
Who: DMLE Employees and Percy Weasley
What: Staff Meeting to bring the department up to speed
Where: Ministry DMLE Auditorium
When: October 25, 2003 - 9 a.m.

Percy watched as the last stragglers entered the room, his quill tapping impatiently against a parchment nearby. It was a good, reliable quill - however his enchantment of it had made it so ever-ready for work that it appeared thus impatient during its every idle moment. It was accurate, however, and he wouldn't have relied on a person to make as detailed minutes as he'd spelled it to do.

He looked over the Aurors, Hit-wizards, and other DMLE employees that had become such familiar faces over the years. Minister Shacklebolt, having been a former Auror himself, had asked Percy from the start of the Ministry's rebuilding to take a special interest in the division. There had been far too much disrespect and miscommunication in the past between the DMLE's various divisions, as well as the department in general vis-a-vis the Minister's office. Percy had taken to overseeing general staff meetings once a month in order to facilitate communication, and it appeared to at least help things go smoothly. It probably helped that Percy tried to help them proceed quickly enough so that the employees weren't bored too stiffly.

That and the morning buffet table that held juice, tea, coffee, and various pastries for the DMLE's enjoyment. Meetings were always so much easier with food.

He stood up, his quill immediately perking up in attention.

"Good morning, everyone. Thank you again for coming. As usual, I'll try to make this short and simple, and we can all move on to more important business."

He conjured a sheaf of papers containing his notes for the meeting so that he could verify that he didn't miss anything.

"Firstly, I would like to remind you that, as of the first of November, the next bout of Azkaban parole sessions will begin for those indicted for actions in the last war. As usual, our first concern is less about recidivism, and more about the reactions of other witches and wizards to the prisoner's release. If the parole is broken, then of course we will have to worry about that - but there are still sensitivities around the issue of the paroles, as we all know, and the possibilities for retaliation remain. Please be alert."

He took a breath and flipped a page.

"Also, with the approach of Hallowe'en, there are two matters for your attention. The first will be the potential for fraudulent fire-calls for assistance - when in doubt, please call Ministry Records to verify your information. We do not wish to have another instance such as the ignorance of Mister Seemour Buttes' call for help because the employee on duty presumed it to be a crank call from a Muggle-born. Also, please be patient with genuine calls that turn out to be mistakes. There are still some older citizens who mistake Muggle Trick-or-Treaters for inferi, vampires, werewolves, and the like."

He reached down for his cup of tea and took a sip before continuing.

"Finally, we have the upcoming Ministry Hallowe'en party. For those of you who have been scheduled to work the party, please ensure you have a copy of the layout of Level 8, and what areas the revelry are not allowed to explore. Anyone who goes beyond the allowed bounds is to be given one chance to return to the festivities, and any further infractions will lead to expulsion for the duration of the party. A memo has passed through the various departments asking Ministry employees not attending the party to refrain from entering the premises to make it easier for DMLE personnel to control security."

Finally, his shoulders relaxed, and he looked up and around the room.

"Now, are there any questions about this, or anything else for the Minister's office?"

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whatgenus
2011-10-17 08:04 am UTC (link)

Neville sat beside Harry the moment he walked into the meeting room. Having worked a late shift the night before, he hadn't really gotten much sleep either, only he had become better at hiding it than most did. For the most part, he didn't like these meetings either, especially when he had crawled into bed at four o'clock in the morning. Still, he was being paid for this meeting, and so he would go. Luckily, Percy liked to power through these events, instead of dragging his feet or beating around the bush for hours. The fact that they did them monthly, he also supposed cut down on the time they took, as well. It was when Percy mentioned the parolees that Neville actually looked up with a sour look on his face. Great.

Great he scribbled on a piece of parchment before him, and slid it over to Harry. A second later, without waiting for his friend to answer back, Neville raised his hand. He would be attending the gala as it was his night off, but he wasn't dumb enough to think there wasn't a possibility for things to go wrong and for him to need to go to work in the middle of the night.

"Will we need to be dressed in costume for the gala? And if so, are people being allowed to wear masks for the event?" Neville was more worried about the safety of the event than anything else. While he understood that masks brought a certain anonymity, the ministry wasn't the place for it. If things went wrong, he didn't want to have to chase a masked bloke into a sea of other masked blokes.

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ilivedtwice
2011-10-17 03:18 pm UTC (link)

Harry perked up at Neville's note, his brows lowering and his expression growing a bit concerned. He rolled his eyes ever so slightly to show his feelings at the same, but didn't have a chance to answer back properly when Neville's hand went up.

It was a good questions, Harry mused, and once that he personally thought tricky. Mischief Night was a concern enough, but the idea of masks at the ministry brought some unpleasant thoughts to mind. Masks in general had been in poor taste for the last few years and Harry was torn between caution and progress. If they dwelled on the fear the Death Eaters' masks caused for years, they might take equally as long to get past it all. However, only five years might not have been enough to erase the chill many still took at the mention of masks at all.

Curious to hear the answer, but not so curious he couldn't wait to put in his two cents, Harry volunteered, "Neville's asked a good question. Is it wise to encourage people to hide identities behind masks? Or should we should that we won't let the actions of criminals dictate how we choose to celebrate. Has there been any official ruling one way or another on that?"

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youngestmformev
2011-10-18 07:47 pm UTC (link)

Percy tilted his head at the question. Honestly, it was one that had not been considered, but the question was certainly a valid one, considering the times.

"There will be no requirement to dress in costume for the gala, that is optional for attendees. Those working the event should be dressed formally, but in regular wear. As for masks, I don't believe the question was addressed in the planning stages. I would think that making an issue of it now would lead to more trouble than doing nothing. But thank you for bringing up the point - I shall ensure it's considered in the planning for future events."

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whatgenus
2011-10-19 01:10 pm UTC (link)

Neville pursed his lips at the answer. He could only hope that no one came with a mask and started causing trouble. How it had been an oversight, with someone like Percy at the helm, he wasn't entirely sure. Still, he had no choice in the matter, least of all so close to the day itself. He nodded and looked around the table at his coworkers. Warrington didn't look pleased, not that it was very much a departure from how he normally looked, but Neville felt bad for the pastry, really.

This was going to be a long night, and as much as Neville would want to enjoy himself, he wasn't sure he would be able to. There were far too many variables that were unable to be controlled. And who decided to have the blasted thing at the Ministry, anyway? Genius that one, he thought as he grumbled. After a moment, Neville raised his hand again.

"Do we have a list of the parolees yet, if not when will that become available to us? And what measures are we going to employ to keep track of all of them? The holidays will be arriving soon, and we could potentially find ourselves short on resources."

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ilivedtwice
2011-10-19 01:29 pm UTC (link)

Frowning slightly Harry thought about that. It didn't surprise him that no one had thought of that. He hadn't, not before Neville mentioned it anyway. This could become a problem he wrote back to Neville, sliding him the note.

The following question however was one that struck even closer. Harry was not pleased with the idea of parole at all, but it wasn't his call to make. However he did want to know who might be free in short order, roaming the streets once more. This time, he didn't interrupt; he waited for Percy to answer before asking another question.

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whatgenus
2011-10-20 01:55 pm UTC (link)

Definitely. A big problem. Neville wrote back on the paper when he saw Harry's reply. Oh, the Ministry. It never ceased to amaze him, and admittedly, slightly disappoint him. Going to clue in Mrs. Tonks? He slid the paper back to Harry. Neville was about his parents, he was sure that Harry would begin to worry about his godson. He made a note in the corner of another sheet of parchment to ask the healers at St. Mungo's about options for his parents.

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ilivedtwice
2011-10-20 02:15 pm UTC (link)

Soon as I've a moment, yeah. Harry knew his godson's grandmother would be concerned about the ministry hosting an affair in the actual building, where masks were allowed to be worn. He hoped the security would be especially good, though he wondered if Mrs. Tonks would be taking Teddy out anywhere that night. He'd have to check in on his lunch break. He was growing more and more unsettled about the upcoming revels the more he thought about it.

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