Barefoot Laura's footfalls as she ran down the hallway after Armen were muffled. No clickety-clackety heels for her now. They just got in the way. She had dumped them at her desk before whipping out her wand and following the others to the department head's office. She would so be wearing flats for the next week and a half.

She had lost her hat too. What was that? It had flown off into never-never land as she was being transported by the Portkey again. Hm, maybe she'd find it eventually. Hanging somewhere obscure in the work area or something like that. Well, he hair was up in a bun that was sure to look halfway good and keep her hair out of her way at the same time. So not a big deal.

Gripping her wand tightly, Laura reached the door of Armen's office and skidded to a halt briefly. She watched as the door was blasted open in a second and she dove into the room without hesitation.

WAIT. She hadn't even prepared or thought about what she was doing. Laura whirled around blindly until she thought she saw something little moving around in the corner of her eye. Turning full toward it, he mind calculated in a split second that it wasn't one of her fellow Level 6 employees so she quickly flicked her wand in that direction.

"Immobulus!"