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Jan. 7th, 2010 08:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_billEveryone's keeping their heads down this week at the Ministry while Selwyn's turning over cauldrons, looking for people to blame. Of course, in my Division (Communications), we're not feeling the heat nearly as much as they are over at the Departments of Purity Control or Muggle Domestication. Dad, I trust you're keeping your head down, too. I managed to snatch a quick glimpse of one of the arrest lists. I didn't see the name of the friend from St Mungo's you're worrying about, Poppy, but it could be that she's been detained for questioning or demoted, just not arrested. There's also a list of the ones who've been sacked, but they're mostly administrators at the various camps.
Of course, as long as things are getting shaken up, there are always some who are hoping to fly their brooms a little higher. An exceedingly interesting argument broke out in the office of my division head, Placidus Plympton this afternoon. Everyone could clearly hear Marcus Massopust (that's my supervisor) thundering at Plympton through the closed door: 'No way am I going to let that tart work under me, much less over me.'
I caught two staffers exchanging smirks. Fortunately, somebody else asked, so I didn't have to: 'Who's he talking about?' and one of the smirkers (Shelby) whispered back, 'Rowena Robins. You know, Umbridge's assistant? Way I heard it, that's not all she's set her sights on. Lucius Malfoy himself put in a word on her behalf.' Then he made a crack, something about how he wouldn't mind a prime little article like her working under him. With a snigger that made it quite clear exactly what sort of working he had in mind. (You would have landed him a clout on the ear if you'd heard him, Mum.)
Interesting. Shelby's got a filthy mind most of the time, but I wonder if there's something to the rumour.
Of course, as long as things are getting shaken up, there are always some who are hoping to fly their brooms a little higher. An exceedingly interesting argument broke out in the office of my division head, Placidus Plympton this afternoon. Everyone could clearly hear Marcus Massopust (that's my supervisor) thundering at Plympton through the closed door: 'No way am I going to let that tart work under me, much less over me.'
I caught two staffers exchanging smirks. Fortunately, somebody else asked, so I didn't have to: 'Who's he talking about?' and one of the smirkers (Shelby) whispered back, 'Rowena Robins. You know, Umbridge's assistant? Way I heard it, that's not all she's set her sights on. Lucius Malfoy himself put in a word on her behalf.' Then he made a crack, something about how he wouldn't mind a prime little article like her working under him. With a snigger that made it quite clear exactly what sort of working he had in mind. (You would have landed him a clout on the ear if you'd heard him, Mum.)
Interesting. Shelby's got a filthy mind most of the time, but I wonder if there's something to the rumour.
