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BanaBatGirl · 01-28-2020, 12:53 AM

As junior undersecretary, Fletcher really felt entitled to his own office, but months after starting here, he still hadn't convinced January to see this same need. So here he was, stuck in the back of everyone else's cubicles, feet up on his desk, lazily watching them and the clock as he counted down to home time.

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Originally Posted by The Announcer

As the employees worked a few memos made their way into the office. This wouldn't be out of the ordinary since the office received many memos throughout the day. The problem with the three memos that came swooping in is they landed on the same desk before catching fire.

Oh, memos. They were his favourite thing about working here. He had been surprised at first to learn that the fancy Ministry of Magic used paper airplane memos (So Muggle! So fetch!), but had quickly adjusted to the trendy little things. And now they were using flaming hot memos?! Well look at that. Surely these fire memos were not actually flammable, right? Right?!

Fletcher slowly moved his feet off his desk and flicked his wand into his hand as he watched the burning memos... well, begin burning. Hang on, the other papers on the desk were catching too. And the desk itself. And that was enough.. he was up, running over to the desk in question, his wand already shooting water onto the flames.

"Whose desk is this?" Fletcher called out loudly, taking his eyes off the smoldering, soggy mess of a desk to look around for the owner. Ah, the fire was out now. Good. He stopped shooting water on it and took a small step back. "Sorry, whose desk WAS this?"

Obviously they were in line for a new one now.

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