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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Aug 6, 2007 19:45:41 GMT
 -Rufus sits at the desk after sorting out Bojan Vladislav some private accomodation until this whole 'drama' is blown over- -Pulls his hair out at the piles of letters he has to answer tonight and gets to work on them- -Really hopes Bojan has some good witnesses, for his sake- |
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 6, 2007 21:41:10 GMT
*An owl hurtles in with a note and flies back out*
Dear Minister,
I am willing to be a witness for Bojan Vladislav's trial. I do not wish to be identified, so if you can guarantee my safety, I will happily testify.
O. Fuilteach
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Aug 7, 2007 12:49:44 GMT
-tears open the letter and reads quickly-
-Grabs his quill and writes a letter back-
O. Fuilteach,
Of course, I can ensure your protection. Please provide an address where I can arrange for you to be picked up in safety by my guards and brought here. Bojan's trial will be starting tonight at 8pm, Court 1, Level 10.
Yours faithfully,
R Scrimgeour
Minister of Magic.
-sends the note across the hallway to his Ministry Owlery to be sent immediately-
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 7, 2007 18:20:31 GMT
*The same cantankerous owl zooms in with a letter and hurls itself out with alarming speed*
Dear Minister,
You can find me in the appartment in Knockturn Alley. It can be reached via floo.
Thank you for this.
O. Fuilteach.
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Post by Ally Moore on Aug 7, 2007 21:06:08 GMT
*followed the Minister back* *knocks on the door* Hello? Sir?
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 2, 2007 23:38:47 GMT
*Hedwig flies in holding a letter in her beak*
*Drops it on the desk the soars off again*
Dear Mr Scrimgeour,
Would tomorrow, Wednesday, evening be satisfactory? About 7 o clock GMT?
Please let me know.
Harry Potter
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Post by Ally Moore on Sept 3, 2007 23:24:11 GMT
Andromeda climbed out of the lift and darted down the hallway. She needed to talk to the Minister. He might be able to help her. No; he would. If anyone could, it was him.
She came to the door and knocked. She waited patiently for him to respond, but thoughts swirled in her head like a hurricane.
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Post by Ally Moore on Sept 4, 2007 1:11:18 GMT
At that moment, Andromeda remembered that she had left her office door unlocked; with a lot of valuable things inside. She hoped the Minister would understand.
She dashed back to the Atrium and took it down to Level Nine.
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Sept 13, 2007 20:37:32 GMT
-by the time he got to the door, there was no one there-
Hmph, that'll teach me to listen out more carefully!
-scratches his head, slams the door shut again and goes to pour himself a veeeeery large measure of firewhiskey-
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Post by Ally Moore on Sept 14, 2007 20:00:23 GMT
Andromeda walked back up the hallway from her office, then remembered the reason she came.
She knocked on the Minister's door again, realizing that she shouldn't have left.
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Sept 17, 2007 18:53:24 GMT
-looks up and tucks his quill behind his ear-
Come in!
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Post by Ally Moore on Sept 17, 2007 19:43:16 GMT
Andromeda's heart leapt. He was here.
She slowly pushed open the door. "Hello, sir."
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Sept 17, 2007 19:59:03 GMT
-smiles - ahh the beautiful Andromeda-
Good evening. How can I help you?
-ruffles his parchments-
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Post by Ally Moore on Sept 17, 2007 20:04:39 GMT
Andromeda smiled back weakly.
"Good evening, sir. Sorry to bother you... but I seem to have a problem. My husband and daughter have gone missing, you see; and I was wondering if maybe you had heard anything from or about them...?"
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Sept 18, 2007 20:12:31 GMT
-looks concerned-
I have not. This is worrying. I shall send out announcements, or would you rather it be a private investigation?
Drink?
-nods towards his firewhiskey decanter-
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