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Tag to Ron Weasley
Where: Dept of International Magical Cooperation
Who: Parvati Malfoy & Ron Weasley
When: Aug 2 2003
What: Coming Soon
Parvati Malfoy was far, far above being a secretary under regular circumstances, but being her husband's for now (due to him having fired yet another secretary and she having lost her magic causing her husband to want to keep an eye on her at all times) was turning out to be great fun. In fact, she had a blast shimmying all about the Ministry in her adorable work outfits (including the green number she currently had on), saying hello to all the wizards at accounting who mooned over her, and generally being one of the masses.
With some paperwork in a bright purple folder, Parvati walked briskly into the waiting room for the Head of the Dept of International Magical Cooperation, her heels giving a satisfying click-clack as she did so. It seemed there was a bit of a back up, as his secretary had fallen ill half way through the day and only a temp was in place (so even small orders of business had to go directly through him).
Sitting down and crossing her legs daintly, Parvati looked up as yet another person entered the room. "Oh! Ron!" She greeted cheerfully with a enthusiastic wave.
Who: Parvati Malfoy & Ron Weasley
When: Aug 2 2003
What: Coming Soon
Parvati Malfoy was far, far above being a secretary under regular circumstances, but being her husband's for now (due to him having fired yet another secretary and she having lost her magic causing her husband to want to keep an eye on her at all times) was turning out to be great fun. In fact, she had a blast shimmying all about the Ministry in her adorable work outfits (including the green number she currently had on), saying hello to all the wizards at accounting who mooned over her, and generally being one of the masses.
With some paperwork in a bright purple folder, Parvati walked briskly into the waiting room for the Head of the Dept of International Magical Cooperation, her heels giving a satisfying click-clack as she did so. It seemed there was a bit of a back up, as his secretary had fallen ill half way through the day and only a temp was in place (so even small orders of business had to go directly through him).
Sitting down and crossing her legs daintly, Parvati looked up as yet another person entered the room. "Oh! Ron!" She greeted cheerfully with a enthusiastic wave.