 Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
Emmalee finally entered the office and, at Bryce's indication, took a seat. "Tea would be lovely, thank you," she said, sitting and, once again, smoothing her jacket. "I'm not entirely sure what you know about the situation with the mutants that Creatures was dealing with..." She'd assumed that Aron had made at least some mention of it to Bryce, but perhaps not.
"I can absolutely update you on that situation," she continued, following his movements. "But I am hoping to also discuss what we might do in the future, especially as we prepare for a new administration." Emmalee wasn't concerned for her job, far from it, but she had come to the Ministry to do work that she couldn't in private greenhouses... work that wasn't profit-based. Though, after what she heard from some of the candidates, she feared that her ability to do that work would be constrained under some of the candidates.
She was preparing.
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Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky
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