Arthur's Office[7]

[Arthur Weasley]

*Strides into his cramped, cluttered office to do some paperwork.*

Bloody raids have turned up nothing... well, so much for small favours.

*Sighs, as he rubs his temples and sits down to read the list of previously apprehended objects*

[Arthur Weasley]

*Strides into his office, bleary-eyed from the ruckus his sons had caused the night before, but heartily glad Charlie had come home*

*Looks at the mountain of papers strewn all over his desk; knows he did not leave it like this yesterday, and growls in his throat*

Lucius Malfoy....

*Uncharacteristically irritated, he accios a cup of coffee and begins to sort the papers*

One of these days, he's going to get what's coming to him, mark my words....

[Molly Weasley]

*A letter comes through the floo in Molly's writing, a small parcel follows behind*

Dear Arthur,

Here's some breakfast, you forgot to eat before leaving so early. And I've packed you a lunch as well, some steak sandwiches ought to fill you until supper, which I fully expect to see you home by then!

Love, Molly

[Arthur Weasley]

*Picks up the note and the little package, smiling as he reads it*

Must thank her later, what did she pack?

*Opens the wrapping carefully*

Mmm, buttered croissants and crispy breakfast strips. Delicious!

*Sets the small platter on the desk, shoving aside some papers as they magically sort themselves into piles on chairs, shelves, and crates containing bewitched objects*

*Starts to eat, reading over the morning's memos*

[Arthur Weasley]

*enters his office, starts to sift through the mound of papers*

*finally accios the Most Wanted Wizards List into his hand*

[Arthur Weasley]

*enters his office, still in the state he'd left it, although Malfoy's paperwork was still being sorted*

*grumbles at the thought, and accios a cup of coffee*

*sits down at the desk and begins to write another report, on the Dark objects apprehended the week before*

[Lucius Malfoy]

Mr Weasley,
Old man indeed! Speak for yourself! I have been extraordinarily blessed with the exerburance and outward appearance of radiant youth! I can partly thank my beautiful wife for that, she keeps me young. She is so wonderfully slim and elegant, wouldn't you say?
Regarding the papers, well I considered the tedious administrative task of filling out office expense claims was one of your favourite pasttimes, however, you seem to have overlooked the writing on the dear parchments and taken it upon yourself to sort them in size order instead.
Perhaps the action of putting on your reading glasses would be some advice not to dismiss.
Most sincerest of regards,
Lucius.

[Arthur Weasley]

*walks in after dealing with the family at home*

*rubs his eyes tiredly, spotting the parchment and picks it up to read it*

*turns beet red in the face with every line, and rips it up, throwing it into the fire*

I really hate that man...

*grumbles sourly, and sits down to work*