The Meeting

It was about time Jen spoke to her Aurors. She’d been bogged down in paperwork since she’d taken up her job at the Ministry and it truly was a miracle that her secretary, Eliza, wasn’t dead yet. It was her fifth secretary but there had been no deaths - yet. Eliza was pushing her luck as well as Jen’s patience so Jen decided on a whim to call her Aurors – if only to get out of her office for a couple of hours.

Stepping into the training room, Jen left the door open. She shed her outer robes and swept over to the windows. She flicked her wand at the curtains and they pulled back to reveal the black London skyline. Content with what she saw, Jen turned and flicked her wand again, bringing chairs out and arranging them in an arc so the Aurors could sit down. She didn’t bother about food and drink like Khaat would have done. They could cater for themselves if they wanted to eat – they were certainly old enough.

With her patience running thin, Jen took a seat. She pursed her lips and looked at her watch, anxious to get on with it before Eliza found out where she was hiding. Hopefully the girl had found herself a nice little office worker to enjoy the company of while Jen was gone. Jen wasn’t about to hold her breath though - the girl was far too dedicated to her work to have indulge in office-antics.

On Jen’s lap there were a number of files, one for each Auror and one for herself. Inside there was a profile on every Death Eater they were aware of. She wanted her Aurors working. There would be no more desk work. Sod that. She was putting them out there whether they liked it or not and when they got back they could do the paperwork.

Frank was sort of just... the kid. 'Hey, kid, go get me coffee.' 'Hey kid, make copies of these reports and make sure that everyone in the department gets it.' 'Hey, kid, make up some excuse for me, okay? I'll be back in an hour.' And even worse... All the paperwork seemed to come to him. Character building- yes. Fun and enjoyable- never.

Finally, he might be treated as a real Auror, though. He had not been forgotten in the memo about the Auror meeting, at least. He entered the room and saw Jen immediately. Jen... Jen scared him. Just a wee bit. Frank was much to easy going to have real feelings of intimidation, but he respected her an awful lot, and that made her daunting.

"Hello, Ms Dent," he said politely, entering.

Jack knocked on the trainning room door he then pushed it open all the way to see jenifer Dent and one other in the room as he walked in. " Good to see you miss Dent " he said and moved to stand next to a boy already in the room "Mister longbottom I don't think we have met, Jack black heart " he said and offered his hand to him in a freindly gesture. He was after all not there to make enamies but to do his job. As was steven who he knew would arrive soon as he had to take care of the new twins he had. Jack found a seat and sat down waiting for Steven to arrive " so do you know why we've been all summoned ?" he asked softly as he watched Jennifer for any sign that could tell him.

He crossed one leg over the other as he waited he saw all the training gear stooed away and the chaoirs aranged in a half cercle " must be important for all this " he said and sat back to wait for her to talk once the rest of the Aurors got there.

Steven walked in and breathed out he was not late " Miss Dent, my apologys for being late I had to help my wife with our new twins " he said nodding to her as he saw Jack and moved to sit with him he saw the new guy and nodded " Steven walker, nice to see young men taking on the call " he said and nodded to him as he lent over to Jack " so whats this about ?" he asked then saw jack shake his head and say he didn't know " well were here so might as well find out , may have something to do with us having little to do around here , might actually get some work " he said and looked at jenifer and sighed folding his arms across his chest as he sat back .

Brian had stopped been up for hours, and had left Khaat securely in her office down the hall near the other Wizengamot members offices. She had taken to having a need for little tiny champagne grapes this week, so Lizzie had gotten some for her. Khaat had packed herself the fixings for a bowl of fresh fruit in her office, with plenty of the teeny weenie sweet grapes. When he had left her, she was pulled up to an enormous stack of paperwork and an equally sized cup of tea--not coffee. When he left she was nibbling on grapes while she worked.

He had brought with him a cup of French Roast. Her habit had grown on him. He didn't use to drink quite this much coffee before he hooked up with her. It was strange how time changed things. He made his way down the hall to the aurors meeting.

"Hello, All," Brian said. He saw the newcomer. He went over to introduce himself. "I'm Brian Quinn. Welcome." Then he took a seat not far from the new young man. He took a sip from his coffee cup and then set it on the floor beside his chair where it wouldn't get easily knocked over.

It wasn’t at all surprising that the first person to stick their head around the door was the Longbottom boy. Jen couldn’t help but smirk at him. He was trying, that much was sure. She appreciated it too. He did more work than the rest of those layabouts and he certainly didn’t get the recognition for it. She cleared her throat and flicked her wrist, sending a folder towards the blonde which she knew he’d study for the nights to come. He was quite sweet really. She didn’t need sweet though, as nice as it was to have someone useful running around. She needed someone a bit firmer. Jen was sure it would be brought out in him eventually. Even his father grew a pair of steel bollocks by the end of the war.

“Hello, Frank,” Jen greeted, “how are you?” He was always very meek and very polite. He’d done nothing to offend Jen so the least she could do was be polite.

Of course, then her day was ruined spectacularly by the werewolf. Jen wrinkled her nose when he entered and rolled her eyes at his pleasantries. She didn’t like the man at all. Firstly, because he was a werewolf and secondly because he was an insufferable twat that did absolutely nothing for the Department. Jen pursed her lips and rose out of her chair, waving her wand this time to send the file zooming towards the man. She threw the files down on her chair and walked around the back of it to grip the top.

She glared at Jack and snapped, “Just sit down, shut up and wait for the rest of the louts. I do not pay you to converse with someone who, frankly, does more for this department than you could ever hope to do. Frankly, your illiteracy wouldn’t be welcomed on documents. At least Longbottom looks like he actually went to Hogwarts. You belong in the field. Now, I don’t want to hear another word from you unless I specifically ask for your opinion.”

With that said, Jen turned her gaze to the ginger cowboy thing whom she also could not stand.

“You’re not late, Steven,” Jen sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “And if you actually came in perhaps you could help that poor little runt to do his paperwork!” Jen gestured to Frank and whipped her wand again, sending a folder towards Steven. “Bloody idiots,” she rolled her eyes and looked over to see the door open again. “Ah, intelligence. Finally. I thought Frank and I would be overrun. Here, Brian.” She flicked her wand and a folder rose, drifting easily over towards the man instead of zooming like Steven and Jack’s folders had.

“This isn’t it.” Jen pursed her lips, looking around the room. “Where’s Daniel? What about Calvin?” Jen frowned a little. “Whatever. Let’s start. They can catch up later. Someone, please, name me at least four known Death Eaters. At the very least, four. Then tell me where they are.”

Brian caught the file, and decided to totally ignore Jen's venom that she was spitting out at others. Her prejudice towards werewolves was well known. He opened the file, scanned it briefly, and closed it again.

"Death Eaters? Thaor Elldir--has a wandmaking business in Diagon Alley. The Malfoys--the whole useless lot of them, presumably in Malfoy Manor. That should count as several right there. Felix Barker--regrettably still breathing in Azkaban. Do I need to list more?"

Brian had no love for any of them. Elldir, well, he didn't know him well. The Malfoys were arrogant and useless puppets for whoever decided to overrun them. They were used for their money. They hadn't acted like they had any true power in decades. Barker? Well, Brian still wanted to kill him. That desire wasn't likely to go away quickly. Brian knew what Jen was doing. They were being called on the carpet for apparently not doing something or another, but as near as Brian could tell, she hadn't done much either. Perhaps paperwork.

Brian calmly picked up his teacup. He wasn't sweating anyone who wasn't able to even reach 5 foot tall. He knew she was a damned good auror, but was he afraid of her? Nah.

Steven looked at her seeing the contempt towards Jack and himself because he was freinds with him he caught the file with a chuckle and shook his head. Carefully he read it then glanced at Brian noting each word just mirriored what he thought but he said nothing placing the file down he follded his arms across his chest as he watched the others . he knew he had more experiance in his life than she ever did even if she was head of aurors , paper work was not his thing though each case he had done as a ranger had the paperwork filled out and filed as it should have been and on time. he ahd not got his reputation for folowing the rules and getting his man for nothing he chose to ignor her attitued towards jack and focus on the mission at hand.

Jack sighed and roled his eyes at jens attitued towards him he opend and read the file closing it he placed it on the ground next to him he knew she hahd a dislike to wares but he also knew he'd got where he was by his human form not his ware form . He crossed his arms and sat back looking at her then at steven " whats her problem?" he asked with a slight frown as he let it wash off his back and he shook his head frowning at her slightly.

Frank smiled and nodded back at Jen, who seemed to have his back ever since she had found him working late. Before, he had been invisible and forgotten, but now Jen seemed to be making a point to watch out for him. "I'm fine, thanks so much for asking." He took the file and opened it, knowing he was going to dissect it like crazy that night.

He listened to their conversation, feeling mildly pleased at what Jen had said, commenting about him and reaffirming his thoughts that he had somehow earned Jen's approval, something he was gracious for. He looked down at his feet though, shuffling his shoes to pull at his laces before buying himself to pay attention to the file and listen.

She asked for Death Eaters and he raised his head, listening between all of them before wetting his lips and stating in a profesional, calm tone, "Caelani Bittel, Zara Ellis, Remy Devaul, Marla Higgins, Sandra Archer, Raynus Chasterfield Char, Omar Corwin, Philipp Joseph Smith, and HafizDeen Diggory, off the top of my head." He blinked and continued reviewing his files. Those were all names he had come across in his mounds of paperwork.