Riddles, Reports and Aurors

Anora entered the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, she had reports to fill out, not her favourite thing to do but it was apart of her job that she was rumoured to be married to. She had a hard look on her face, she felt she needed to be cold and strong looking here, constantly the pureblood supremacists pestered her. She gave the face of not caring thought it was frustrating.. it was hard to know who to trust around the ministry.

So far her list of trusted people only had Moody on it, everyone else was pending in her eyes.

She went over to a desk and grabbed a quill, starting to write out her reports before she was badgered for slacking.

Dolores was particularly annoyed when she was asked to go pick up paperwork in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She knew that a women of her talents shouldn't be wasted running around getting paperwork. She had much more important things to do. She asked for someone to point her in the direction of Ms. Rosemen, who she had not met yet.

She strolled down to the young women she was supposed to take the papers from. She had heard many things about the new Auror, some good and some bad. Many said that she had great potential, though in Dolores's eyes, the only potential any muggle-born had was to bring the Ministry down. They had no place there.

She stood above the women and tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me miss, but I have been lead to understand you have some papers that are to be delivered the Department of Improper Use of Magic?" she said in her normal, prissy tone. She could tell by the way the women was scribbling at the paper beneath her hand that she hadn't finished the papers, which made her both angry and delighted. She knew that a muggle-born Auror wouldn't last very long.

Anora rolled her eyes at the words and tone of voice, Just great... she thought. she turned to face the woman in pink. Who was this woman? Could she not wait for the paper work to be sent to her when it was finished like everybody else?

"Yes I do, among other things Madam, they are not in a complete state yet. You could have saved your self the trip, I send out all the papers to the respective departments my self once finished." she concluded hoping the pink woman got the bloody hint and left. Really she didn't have time for this..

She continued working on the reports, really the soon the woman left her alone the sooner she would be finished..Merlin she hoped she didn't stick around and wait..

Dolores's patience was running short and while she was somewhat happy that the auror wasn't nearly as successful as she was rumored to be, she did need those reports. She had to get them before she could do anything worth her time and effort. "You must be kidding," she said, trying to sound as sweet as always. "Those reports were due days ago, they must be done by now."

The women didn't seem to be paying any attention to her, which was understandable considering how behind she was on her work. "You must have me mistaken for someone else. Dolores Umbridge, Head of the Department of Improper Use of Magic," she introduced herself to the young woman. She was determined to make sure everyone knew at least her name and her position, so they would not underestimate her superiority.

Anora rolled her eyes at Dolores Umbridge, she was making stuff up, due days ago her ass, she just wanted to be a pain. Most of the Reports in her batch didn't even occur until a few days ago. "Really? Well then I will be sure to use my crystal ball next time to find out how all my cases end so I can write the reports straight away" she said sarcastically. She didn't care who this pink bitch was, if she was so important she would have asked one of her poor interns to get her reports.

" Pleasure to meet you, Anora Rosemen of the Auror department, now Ms. Umbridge either kindly take a seat and wait or take your leave and go back to The Department of Improper use of Magic. I will send you your reports when they are finished" she said using the first word very loosely and sounding very unimpressed by her title. One would think she was the Queen of england with how she was going on..

She probably shouldn't be taking to the woman like this, but she would not be talked to like a ten year old who didn't do her homework in time. Plus she didn't take any shit from a woman like this.. Moody was the only one who could lecture her and he would never do it like this. This womans tone was like nails on a chalkboard to her soul.

Dolores was becoming increasingly annoyed by the young women. She didn't like the way that she talked to her, as if they equal. "I don't appreciate your sarcasm. Maybe next time, you should just do your work instead of whatever else you have been doing, then you wouldn't be in this position," she said. She wasn't going to loose her temper now, not with so many of her coworkers around.

She took a deep breath and shook her head. "I'll be back to pick these up in a few hours," she said as she turned around to walk away. She stopped herself, because she had something else to say to the women. She leaned down to her, so no one else could hear what she was about to say. "And if I were you, I would look into finding a change in your tone, mudblood. It's highly unattractive," she whispered. She stood up and walked away calmly, knowing that Ms. Rosemen wouldn't last another week in the Ministry as long as she had anything to do with it.

Anyone who knew Anora knew she was just about married to her job, everything revolved around it. To be told she had been neglecting it by some prissy pink bitch was ridiculous. She was so angry at that moment she didn't know what to say. "My work is more than just writing reports for your convenience Madam.." she said barely holding back a sneer. Honestly who did this woman think she was.

Anora wanted to tall the woman not to bother, in a few hours he work would be done and she would not be here. But she was beyond telling this woman anything useful and she continued to write with a clenched jaw when Dolores leaned over to her. Her heart turned to stone at her words, so that was her game, she was pureblood psycho.. She would have to talk with Moody about the pink bitch, that one was not to be trusted.

She waited till Dolores was out of ear shot and muttered under breath while still working on her papers, "Look who is talking ya pink fat ass bitch..."