Originally Posted by fire_faerie

Oh well. Back to the desk then. "Yessir, Mr. Beckett," Dessie nodded and took her completed work off his table. "I'll have it done as soon as possible," she said and stepped out of his office, her mind already on how best to write an introduction to this report.





Maybe a starting sentence about Mr. MacKenzie? Or should she forgo that and go straight it? After all, who knew MacKenzie's antics better than the Head of Magical Games and Spo- WHAT IN MERLIN'S BEARD??!?

Eyes widening, Dessie ground to a halt as she saw a man she had never seen before stand and watch as - the brunette gulped loudly - the papers of a certain Division head began to burn and more employees looking kind of untidy with a shell-shocked expression came out of one of the rooms. That was not good. Not good.



Thinking quickly, she shrunk her things and stuffed them into the inside pocket of her robes, while her eyes never left the new, apparently insane, newcomer. Who on earth let this guy in? Just as another employee managed to stun Mr. Crazy Dessie rushed over and pointed her wand at the burning stacks.

"Aguamenti!" she muttered and watched as water poured out of the tip of her wand and began quenching the flames. She'd make sure they were all safe from a fire hazard first...

WAS THAT HER DESK?!?!??! All the papers on Colin MacKenzie, her research, notes, extra parchments and letters- "AGUAMENTI!" she yelled in frustration, pointing her wand at her desk. It was no use, her spell didn't reach. Looking back down at the current situation, Dessie saw that she was almost done with Mr. Simpson's desk and cast the charm again, watching as the fire slowly died down.

'Course, they were soaked and almost entirely ruined and hers were just burning away... "Could someone please quench those parchments?! There's important information there that needs to be saved, if possible!" she pointed wildly at her desk with her free hand, appealing to any of the workers present.