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SlytherinSistah "Jasper Mitterbill." Her smile made it easier to smile back a smile more genuine, though he had not forgotten the source of his grief. "I'll be working in the Department of Mysteries." Should he tell her what he'd be doing? Would she think him a complete nutter if he said he'd be sorting and collecting prophecies? Maybe later. They hadn't even had small talk yet.
"The American Ministry?" He asked with a small, but sincerely fascinated smile. "What's that like?"
So she had stood in her secluded corner thinking things over and something occured to her. She could let this go and continue on and avoid him at all costs, which would have been what the old her would have done. Or....she could walk right up to him and demand an explanation. Not to mention that she had a sinking feeling ignoring him might be easier said then done.
The fact that he was here most likely meant henwas now working here and given his talents the positions for him were limited. Which lead her to the conclusion that he would most likely be working in the same department as her. This all lead her to the decision of confronting this situation head on.
Syd weaved through the crowd following the emotional signature to the buffet table. She was so determined that she had tunnel vision and walked right up to Jasper, planted herself in front of him, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Why?"