Who: Molly and Percy
Where: The Ministry
When: Sunday, lunch time
What: Someone didn't show up for lunch with their mother.
Status: In Progress.
Rating: PGish




Molly was Disappointed. There she was, sitting alone at the Burrow, watching the clock on the wall as the minutes ticked by, Percy's hand never wavering from "Working." This... This was unacceptable. After twenty minutes of waiting, Molly huffed to herself and packed everything she'd made for lunch into a basket. Well, if Percy wouldn't come to her, she'd go to Percy. She wasn't going to let him work himself to death at the Ministry, no matter how much he considered it his duty, or how ever he thought of it. Tucking a thermos of pumpkin juice in with the food, she swung her cloak around her shoulders and selected some powder from the jar above the mantle. "Ministry of Magic!" she called, stepping through the Floo and dusting herself off on the other side.

Once she went through the motions of actually getting inside, she made her way to Percy's office. ...Oh, her darling boy had his own office. With his name on the door and everything. Oh, she was so proud of him. ...But now was not the time. He'd stood her up for lunch, and he needed to eat. Molly knocked briskly on the door, head high.