'Delivering a Letter to the Auror Office'

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

Ashlle had never been to the Ministry before, not even by Floo Powder, let alone the Muggle Entrance. Still once she'd dialed the 'Number' on the 'TelyFone', things began to go a bit smoother. After receiving her badge for 'Delivering a Letter to the Auror Office' and pinning it to her Muggle Play clothes. she was delivered to the Atrium.

She had her wand checked in and asked directions to the Auror office.
"That'd be on level two. Say, you look a bit young to be had delivering a letter to them. Maybe I could . . . "

"I'm on urgent business, representing the School of Magic Horizons. I couldn't possibly let this letter out of my hands except to the Chief Auror. Please excuse me." And she swept away leaving the Man at the desk with a distinct impression that he's just dealt with a pureblood of the highest quality.

After taking the lift to level two Ashlle disembarked, and hurried down the hall to the Auror's Office. Upon reaching the door she knocked politely.

The letter she'd spoken of to the man at the desk was the same which she'd written in the Great Hall regarding the Schools need for assistance. Ashlle hadn't revised it at all and it read thusly:

General Delivery
Ministry of Magic, London

Dear Sirs and Madams,

It grieves me to inform you that our proud institution, Magic Horizons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is under attack by outside forces. These forces are for the most part unknown, but I myself have been attacked by one of their minions a monstrous Lycan by the name of Fenris Fenrir.

Please, if you could spare any of your Aurors to defend us it would be greatly appreciated. I realize you are most busy with paperwork, but our school is most beloved and we fervently wish that it wouldn't be closed or taken over.

Also we request that you call for the BFC's (Black Forest Church) aid in combating our oppressors. They are a certified 'Monster Hunter' group and I'm sure they will be happy to help in any way. We have heard that you've called on them before and that they have been helpful in the past.

Sincerely,

Ashlle G. Rainier, Last of the Rainier Clan and Gryffindor Student

[Maria]

{Deary, to speed things on a bit, I'll make it out that Ashlle has left the letter beside the door.}

It wasn't the nicest thing, being burnt by her familiar by the name of Jaque. "You need to be a little more careful, mate." A woman in the Head of Department office bent down to inspect the charred metal bars that encased the strange being. A wave of her wand, and her burnt golden robes and hand was cleanly healed and mended, not leaving a trace that there was a wound there. "You could've done some serious damage." But the twisted-looking cat merely howled in a mocking tone, and turned his back on the woman. Letting go of a much-needed sigh, she turned on the heel of her pointed brown shoes, and headed out the door, locking it behind her.

Those feet led her to the stairs that would take her up two floors from the fourth that she was on. Turning her face back to see her disgruntled secretary stare blatantly at her, the woman smiled and shot her a wink, "I'll be back in a jiffy." Betty looked totally shocked at Maria's use of language and slang, and began to mutter something along the lines of how appalled she was of the choice of Head of Department that the higher ranks had chosen. But the woman cared less at the moment, and decided to run up the stairs to the second floor where the Auror offices were. There was an old friend there that she hadn’t seen for too long, and decided since the man was in his office, she'd pay him a visit.

Her pointed feet trudged on something that caught her eye before she could avoid it, flattening it only just a little more than it had originally been. Removing her foot, the woman bent down and picked up the letter, which had been addressed to the Head Auror office. Out of pure curiosity and sneakiness, she tore open the envelope, and read through the green writing that explained the situation. "Hey! That's for th- Oh! Hi Maria," yelled a male voice from behind his desk across the hall. He turned a bright shade of pink on those fat cheeks, but Maria's attention obviously wasn't on any protesting man. As far as she was concerned, the male population owed her their lives. But of course, they didn't know it.

Although the letter was meant for the Aurors, Maria couldn't help but snigger at the lack of address to her department being mentioned. The Lycan, or so it was mentioned, should have been removed well before the letter came, and so the woman smiled at the name. It reminded her in a strong sense of Fenrir Greyback, of whom she herself had taken out and given to the Law Courts to name his death sentence. He was quite the tough werewolf for the Ministry to tackle, but with enough force from her side, they had brought him to justice, and set the families he had attacked at rest. Spinning out of her memory world, Maria turned to face the large man behind his desk, who waved toward her. "Hello Hulgar. I see you're well. I won't keep you from your business. Toodles!" she said quickly, before walking up the stairs to the first floor down.

One hand held the letter open lightly whilst her other rapped on the Ministeress's door. "Miss Michaels, you'll want to see this." But no answer came. "Ki?" Maria asked again, knocking on the door once more whilst scanning her dark eyes over the letter again. Yes. Greyback had been one of her first successions in her department, and she hadn’t even been in the position she was in now. No doubt this Lycan would be just as simple.

[Kiki]

Kiki had had enough of the office that she very often found herself crammed into every day. Although it was nice, comfortable, friendly (enough) with the paintings around the walls of the former Ministers and Ministeresses of Magic, Kiki sometimes felt that the scrolls of parchment was too much and she was very much weighed down by the paperwork she had to do. Sure, she sent some of it out for Carmen to do herself, but most of it was things that Kiki felt she had to ease Carmen into, so she did a lot of it herself until she found a spare moment to call Carmen in to show her how exactly to fill in a 'Trolls-Stole-My-Wand-And-Bat-Bogey-Hexed-Me' incident report. Kiki wasn't even sure how that piece of parchment had arrived on her desk, but she'd filed it away as good practise for Carmen in the future.

Today she'd disappeared to go for a stroll through London, instead of facing the mountains of paperwork she still had to complete. Although she knew it would still be waiting for her when she returned, it was refreshing to get out of the Ministry and into the Muggle World again, trying to reaquaint herself with it all and trying to remember from her Muggle Studies courses at school what exactly a 'ATM' was.

She returned from Diagon Alley, having given up on Muggle London and the stares she was receiving from people and some idiots scurrying up and asking her if she was either a street performer or someone out of a Harry Potter novel. One of the unofficial biographers of the famous Harry Potter had taken it upon herself to write several books about Potter's years at Hogwarts and somehow a Muggle publishing company had gotten hold of a copy, thought it brilliant and published it. That had been a fiasco, but the Ministry ahad managed to convince the Muggles that the 'novels' were in fact all made up and were a figment of J.K. Rowling's imagination, hoping that the books would fade into nothingness. However, it seemed that Rowling had cast an Addictive Spell on her story and they had become phenominally big in the Muggle World. So, before Rowling could be tried in front of the Wizenmagot, she had to churn out enough information about Potter to create seven of these 'novels' for the Muggle World to read.

She wasn't expecting Maria to be standing outside her office when she returned. Her purple eyes reflecting the concern on her face as she spotted the letter in Maria's hands, Kiki claimed her friend's attention by calling her name.

[Maria]

Although she wasn't as sure that the Ministeress was in her office like she was with the Auror, Maria still stood there, stock-still, waiting for the younger woman to open the door and welcome her old friend. Just as the Auror and herself hadn't had much time to get together and catch up, Kiki Michaels and Maria D'argo never had a chance in the recent of times. While the darker woman lived in Australia she knew the Ministeress's Aunty and Uncle, and thus had known the dark-haired woman for a long time, no matter the time difference as to where they both lived now.

But when her ears had caught the one word that not many people addressed her as, she recognised it to be the very same voice that belonged to Kiki's voicebox, and spun around, her golden cloak flowing out around her feet as she did so that challenged the Ministeress's royally. "There you are!" The woman exclaimed. Had they been in much friendlier situations, Maria would have extended her arms in a welcoming hug, but due to the current matter at hand (hers to be precise) she refrained from doing so. "Here, we're needed at the school," She said, handing the open letter to Kiki. "I snitched it from the Auror door."

Maria knew intently that Ki would have done the same. From childhood, the both of them had been very curious girls, going snooping around together in the neighbourhood and playing pranks on the local Muggle families. Tripping back into memory lane, the woman's eyes glazed over.

"I'll bet they'll notice soon!" whispered the younger Maria to the black haired girl as they huddled under the invisibility cloak that her brother had given them to use in their mischief. The boggart that they had captured was now sitting in the living room of a muggle house.
From over a windowsill, Kiki and Maria whispered in unison, "Three, two, one!" And precisely at that moment, a shrill scream was heard from the house, and the two scuttled off out of sight from other wizards who would no doubt come to the scene of the crime.

Falling back into reality, Maria remembered the task that was upon the two, and noticed Kiki's wandering purple eyes scanning the paper easily. She was always astounded at those brilliant orbs that were held in the eyesockets of the Ministeress. Having poorly common dark brown eyes really got to one when one had a close friend with strikingly violet opposites. But either way, the older woman had never held it against Ki, and helped out of a situation once when she was indeed being taunted for the very eyes that Maria was jealous of.

[Kiki]

Kiki grinned in spite of herself as Maria declared proudly where she'd retrieved the letter from. She would have indeed done it herself, regardless of whether or not she was the Ministeress. It was that no-nonsense, frankness that it seemed resided in Australia mostly that Kiki had grown to miss in the years she hadn't been home. Suddenly a wave of homesickness flew over her - the gum trees and the wattle, the beach on one side and then the sandy orange desert on the other, even the damn blowflies that annoyed you every second of the day in summer. She hadn't realised it more profoundly than in that moment that once a year at home for Christmas wasn't enough.

She scanned the parchment and realised that she knew the student - or at least knew of - the student who had written it. Ashlle. Wasn't she the one that Kezz had been training at some point? Kiki looked over the parchment once again and raised an eyebrow at the mention of Fenris Fenrir. She'd heard of the Lycan, but if he'd become this powerful since she'd last heard any mention of him, she had most definately become much too swamped in paperwork. She made another mental note that she would start doing the more practical things again, getting her hands dirty.

Having made such a note, Kiki looked up at Maria.

"Come on, we're off to find a Headmistress to ask her about this," Kiki grinned and straightened her purple cloak that sat about her shoulders. Kiki tossed a glance back to the secretary who wasn't Carmen sitting behind the desk and told her she was going up to the school and if anyone important should ask for her, to join her there. After all, it wasn't just Kiki who was going to make the decision. Plus, knowing how quickly these things can pass, the worst of it might be over and the only part left to tend to would be the cleaning up and the damage control.

"This is your department, so you can come too," Kiki declared and offered Maria the crook of her elbow to link through if she so wished.

[Ashlle G. Rainier]

OOC: Er . . . ok. Thank you for getting on top of my letter so quickly. If you could, please infrom me of when you meet with Wilting Rose? I'd like to stalk that thread.