Victoria grinned "Yeah cats are great!" she said, she never had a cat but her brother has one and he's really cute "I'd like to meet him someday" she said to Konrad. She really was curious about this cat.

A club? Victoria didn't understand what he was talking about first but then she got it which drew a smile on her face "Oh yeah" she let out a giggle " I think this is a great idea" she nodded in agreement "I bet there're lots of people, like us, who don't admit that they don't like coffee" she said "And I guess you'd be the leader as it was your idea and maybe I'd be your assistant" she laughed.

Victoria must have checked her watch so plainly. She wanted to tell him that they still have time but instead "Well, it depends on how fast can you walk to the office? " she winked at him mischievously.

Meet Klaus? "I'll have to keep that in mind," Konrad said in a slightly amused tone. But she'll like him. If... she liked animals, of course. But he wasn't really concerned about Klaus, since the creature seemed to like anyone that Konrad liked. Hehe.

Seeeeee? Someone who could finally understand him! But... leader? "No," he said quickly. "If you insist, I'll be the president, and you'll be the vice president." GRIN.

Waaaait. What did she say?

...

"I suppose we should... go," the man spoke hesitantly, even though he kind of figured out that she wanted to tease him. But still, he didn't want to risk anything.

Victoria laughed "Ok mister President I'd be glad to be the vice president" she grinned. She pictured herself as a vice president but it didn't seem right. Although she pictured Konrad as a President it fit so much as he was the calm type.

Wait!!

Well, obviously Konrad didn't get it was a joke! However, to Konrad's standards they were late as he always gets here before her. But to her standards she'd be on her way to the ministry by now. Therefore, Victoria thought that there's no need to make him be late like her so she held her bag and said "Well, Yeah better be early than late" she nodded standing up.

She smiled widely at his 'wickedness'. He sure was funny! She liked it. Confidence she called it, he wasn't afraid of expressing himself to the people around him. "You must've been a Gryffindor at Hogwarts." She commented, "That is if you went there." she didn't know how old was he or where he came from, anyway. Might be only a newcomer like Enrique. Yet the latter did attend Hogwarts back when he was a student.

His son? She raised her eyebrows slightly surprised, "You're married?" He was quite of age then. Good. She could use some mature friends instead of... Bradley-like friends. She already has one and he caused enough trouble for her to fix. Leon must be a better version of a friend.

Arriving at the fountain, she slowed her pace and gazed up at the masterpiece with a bigger smile forming on her face. She just loved this place. Last time she came to ponder, she ran into Enrique. Would he be around this time too? Instinctively, she looked around and checked the passerby's faces.

Gryfinndor?! She like many people think that but no he wasn't a Gryfinndor, why to people think he is? "Nope. I was a Slytherin. Actually I could of been a Ravenclaw like my dad, but I got sorted into my mum's house," he added, beginning to have flashbacks of Hogwarts. Good times... Leo snap out of it!

Why was she surprised that he was married, is it because he was so young and married, can't people get married when they're twenty-two. But now he got a divorce. Stupid Katharina. "I was married. I got a divorce this December," he never likes talking about his divorce, his wife almost made him forget that he is and will always be a wizard. He should probably change subject, he doesn't want to start talking about it and be... a bit... Emotional.

Changing subject.

"So... Are you fan of Quidditch?" he asked, looking at Marina, as she gazed at the very unique fountain. He somehow doesn't remember it, from the last time he was here (that was a long time ago). This fountain special, even though he saw many fountains in his life and they were far more remarkable than this one. But this gave him a good feeling, or maybe it was just his mood getting better after that irritating paperwork.

A Slythering. Well, she did like this house too. She had friends there. "I was a Gryffindor." They were getting to know each other, right? Might as well share information. "I did have a lot of Slytherin friends though. What class were you in?" She could do her maths and figure out what his was, "I graduated in 2065." Ten years ago, that made her twenty seven… see? Easey? She had some Ravenclwish traits in her.. or maybe it was only Enrique-side-effect *dreamily smile*

Marina noticed his tone getting formal suddenly when he talked of his divorce. That was even worse than a breakup. She wanted to know more, her curiosity sometimes took the better of her, but they've just met so.. she bit her lower lip and forced the words down.

"Yes! I love Quidditch. I played at Hogwarts for two years. A Keeper." it was very exciting subject to Marina, "Do you like it?" He should. Most guys did.

Still walking slowly around the huge masterpiece, Marina had her arms folded casually across her chest as she stared at the employees walking up and down the Atrium or glancing at Leon while he talked and replied her.

Hmmm now that he heard it again, the president title sounded a bit too... politics..ish. But anyway. Konrad was still wondering whether Victoria was really having fun teasing him or not, but the best idea was to just go and be sure that they won't be late for work. It didn't really sound good to be late when they were working so close to... the BIG man, since they wouldn't want him to sit on them as a punishment or something like that; or at least that's what Lizzie told him some time ago. That he sat on people.

"After you," he finally said with a smile, slightly outstretching his arm to let Victoria lead the way.

"A Gryffindor... nice," Leon said, he always admired their courage, but he hated the fact that someone of them think their perfect and he especially hates it when people continue thinking he's a Gryffindor even though he told them thousands of times that he is a SLYTHERIN... "Well, friends from different house was a good thing, and probably it still a good thing. Most of my friends were Slytherins and Ravenclaw's but there were a few Gryffindor friends, and maybe only one or two Hufflepuff friends," he said. He remembered that, he tried to make as many friends as possible. Already by his third year he had at least two friends from each house (except Hufflepuff), and each year the number grew. He was popular.

"I finished at eleven years ago at the year 2064, which means I'm a year older than you," the man smiled at her. He just loves being older than other people because it makes him feel more experienced,even though he knows it's not true. But it's depressing that he's almost THIRTY!

Leon raised an eyebrow because Marina, didn't seem like a woman which played Quidditch, even though she seemed to be tougher than other girls. "You played at your house team... nice, I wanted try-out once at my forth year, but I didn't get on the team sadly, and ever since then I wasn't so eager to try-out anymore." Yes, it's sad but things happen in life and one of them is not getting accepted to the Quidditch team. But lets forget about the past and think of the future, and present. " Yeah, of course I like Quidditch, and are you maybe a fan of any professional Quidditch team?" he asked. If they are already talking about Quidditch, then they should talk about the more advance Quidditch teams.

Wow. He seemed so popular back at school and he was a year older? Well, she must've seen him back at Hogwarts. But again, it was impossible to remember all of the students. She only recognized Enrique because he was a foreigner with an accent. "I didn't have that many friends. But yeah, I had some. Most of which had grown apart and lost contact with save very few." It was only Victoria actually. Meh.

"I didn't get chosen into the team from the first few times but I did eventually," She usually didn't take 'no' for an answer. In general, and that was one of her major traits. "I wasn't brilliant but good." She flashed a smile up at him.

Hmm, Quidditch teams? "I don't have a favorite. Nope. Actually, I rarely follow Quidditch news after graduating. I live in all-muggle family and kind of finding it hard to keep track of the Wizarding world." She paused. Her father was terribly sick and she had a brother to look after but that wasn't the perfect time to talk family, was it? "Been away for a while.." She added instead, as if to explain it. "You?" He seemed to be a fan, right?

"Don't think I'm so popular, it maybe sounds much, but it isn't, and most of them were just friends, I had like only five best friends," he said. He didn't keep contact with any of them except from Larry and Hugo. He began remembering more and more memories from Hogwarts and his friends. Probably if he'll saw any friends, he had once, he'll probably not even recognize them. "And don't think I keep contact with them, I don't even remember all of their names," he added, he just didn't want to brag so much, about himself. Even though it is kind of fun

"I wanted to try-out again at my seventh year, but I remember that I really hated our captain, so I decided to give-up," he said, with a very weak, barely recognizable, frown. Leon probably sounded weak, but no. He isn't weak, he was just lazy like he is today.

"Well read the sport section in the Daily Prophet, almost everyday they talk about the English Quidditch teams," he answered feeling rather concerned, how could any witch or wizard not have a favourite Quidditch team.

Suddenly Leon went pale. When she said that she was rather disconnected from the Wizarding World, his neck vein bulged from anger, she probably chose to stay with her muggle family, but he almost forgot he was a wizard. "Yeah it really has been a while," he mumbled to himself, with his eyes looking at the ground. He should stop thinking of the past, and only think of the present.

Back to reality...

"Oh. Of course I have a a favourite team the Falmouth Falcons, they are the best, he said beginning to smile, he almost forgotten that his team won yesterday's match. "But if you want to start getting into the Quidditch world, then I recommend on buying 'Quidditch Through the Ages', reading the sport section of the Daily Prophet and maybe going to a few matches when you want to," he recommended. Leon took out his copy of the Daily Prophet and kindly handed it out to Marina, "You should read how the Falcons beaters knocked down three players from the Pride of Potree team," he chuckled to himself. Ever since he was a boy he adored that team, but the rest of his magical family disagrees, actually, all of them disagrees with each other, each member is a fan of a different team.

Only five best friends? Marina raised her eyebrows. Well, she had only one. He was a popular one, his attitude said he was- forgetting some of their names and all. Those were popular students words. And judging from his confident personality, he fit the post. She just smiled and nodded though.

"Captains aren't all that fancy, I agree. Ours was quite fine actually. She helped a lot." Marina vaguely remembered her. No name though. "I am starting to get Daily Prophet while I'm here. Previously, I worked at home with muggles and all.. it was kind of-" She broke off when he seemed all...annoyed? mad? She couldn't interpret his face features.

Stopping suddenly, she face him, "I'm sorry. Are you all right? Did I say something?" She seemed concerned. Why was his face going tensed and almost red?

Ooh.. books, "Er.. I'm not so into books. I'd rather read articles from the Daily Prophet. Or I'm going to take on your recommendation and support the
Falmouth Falcons," She grinned. Yup! She was getting used to being friends with him. He was so laid-back and that made her so comfortable and more likely to act natural.

"Yes, 'Only'! I knew some which had... like ten best friends," the man said surprised by the fact that Marina is surprised. Hopefully, she had a few best friends, because if not then... Awkward. Maybe they'll be best friends.

"I never actually liked any of the captains or prefects because they always acted like snobs," Leon said, scratching the back of his head. But the reason he didn't like the prefects was because he was always jealous of them, he always wanted those badges. He probably didn't become a prefect, because he never was a good student and he had awful discipline. He usually got shouted at by the teachers, and once he even got sent to detention. It wasn't fun at all.

"No, no I'm fine, I just remembered a bad memory," he said, quickly calming down. "Sometimes it happens to me, when I start talking about muggles." Actually, he wasn't so specific, when someone talks about living a long time with muggles, he gets mad. "But I am not against muggles," Leon quickly added. He didn't want to sound racist.

"But Quidditch through the ages isn't a normal book. It's a book about Quidditch," Leon smiled at Marina. "Don't pick the team I'm like... Even though they are so AWSOME... Pick another team, a team that when you see them playing, you feel some sort of connection with."That sounded very spiritual. When he first saw the Falcons playing he fell in love with them.

"But just don't pick the Magpies, The Cannons, and definitely not the Wasps," he said giving her good advice. Those teams are awful. Magpies are snobs, Cannons... AWFUL TEAM, and the Wasps won the Falcons at the semi-final last year. The semi-finals begin in a week and again the Falcons are playing, but this time against the Tornadoes.

She nodded, "Yeah, I know. There are people who could connect with so many other people as best friends. I just didn't happen to be one of them. I have one best friend from Hogwarts- Victoria Smith, and I was content." She smiled again.

Snobs..? Marina stared forward thoughtfully trying to remember the Prefects she dealt with, "I wasn't really close to any of them so I don't really know. But I agree that sometimes with authority people act like idiots." She scoffed at the last word.

Bad memory? For living with muggles? She was curious to find out but didn't want to push the man. She gave him a reassuring glance before saying, "It's all right. Just I'm here if you want to talk about it," She was getting more and more comfortable with Leon, he was a mature man that could be trusted, she felt that a close friend in work wouldn't hurt.

Marina chuckled at his Quidditch advice. He wanted her to choose a team depending on her own opinion, that was impressive. She liked the feeling of independence anyway, "I promise to take your recommendations into consideration. I might ask my boyfriend which team he supports too, he's more into football and muggles sports though.." She rolled her eyes, "..so is my brother. Although Enrique's a Pureblood. They sometimes just get too fascinated with us, muggleborns, or the muggles themselves." Another chuckle.

She was right some people had so many best friends, that sometimes Leon didn't believe that one person could so many best friends. It's impossible. Relying on so many people is really hard. "Victoria Smith?" he shrugged, "Never heard of her. Which house?" Maybe if Marina will tell him in which she was than he'll remember her 'out of the blue'.

"They always thought they were better than the others, like they are more important than us and they thought that the teachers loved them, which is true about most of the teachers," he explained to the women looking for a place to sit down. "Hey wanna sit over there?" He asked pointing at one of the benches next to the wall.

"Trust me. You don't want to know what the memory is," he said, not wanting to get too emotional. It could ruin his reputation, even though getting emotional isn't something negative for a man to do. It's a human right to be emotional, but he doesn't like the fuss the crowd does when it begins. "Can we change subject?" he asked looking at the fountain, admiring for a second its beauty and turned his head back to Marina.

"Muggle sports?" Even when he was disconnected from the Wizarding World, he never was fond of muggle sports, expect from the Olympics, athletics and swimming. But he never like football or basketball or baseball... "I don't mind Muggleborns. And Muggles are just people without our abilities," he pointed out his point of view. "My dad was a Muggleborn," he added. "Oh. If you want, I can get you a ticket for you and your boyfriend, for the first match at the semi-finals," he suggested. The Arrows against the Wasps, not a very interesting match, but Leon hopes the Arrows will win they aren't a very difficult opponent, because the winner will either play the Falcons or the Tornadoes. And the Falcons will knock those Tornadoes down. HARD.

"Slytherin. She's one year younger than me. I doubt that you know her.. unless you knew someone know her." She'd say unless he was a super popular student, but he already told her that he was not. "She works at the Minister's office. A secretary."

"Not all of them though. But yeah, there are many that were snobs." She said, "You seem like you had a bad experience with them." She smiled at him, crossing her legs as they sat down on the seat near the fountain.

Whao. He was pretty protective of his memories, it wasn't a good cheerful one, she could tell this much. Marina nodded quickly when he asked to change the subject, which he did instantly. Talking a bit more about Quidditch and then.. offering her and Enrique tickets? "That'd be great! Are you sure? Aren't those difficult to get?" She was getting excited but didn't want to bother Leon, "I'm sure Enrique would be really excited to attend it.." if he hadn't already bought ones that was.

Leon raised one of his eyebrows and nodded slowly, "Right..." Even though he was a Slytherin, he doesn't know everyone from his house. If he did his brain will be dead by know. "I have no idea who you're talking about," the man said in a sarcastic tone, smiling at Marina, rubbing his hands. He usually does that when he feels comfortable, which means Marina is good person who isn't a lunatic.

"Okay. Maybe one or two weren't snobs," he admitted, "But the rest of them were the 'Masters of Snobs'." He just loved to exaggerated, especially when it's about people. "Yeah. I did have a few... coincidences with them," he said quickly. The man didn't want to confess that he was jealous (for some bizarre reason) of them. It was just so unfair, he deserved to be prefect, everybody loved him (except from the professors) isn't that enough?

"For normal people it is a bit difficult," he said rubbing his hands again, "But I have a relative which was a Beater for the Arrows once," he said bragging a bit about himself. It's rude but fun. Leon didn't usually go and ask him for tickets because he doesn't want to seem desperate or poor but if it's a game of the Arrows against any other team which is interesting, he usually asks. "If you want I can ask, but there might be a chance that the aren't any tickets left," he added. He doesn't want her to rely on him for the rest of his life to get Quidditch game tickets.

Marina shrugged, "It's fine. I was just trying to give you a general idea of who she is." He didn't have to really know her. Marina shifted her legs to be crossed the other way, "I think you should've met our Captain. You would've changed your mind." She smiled at him. In fact, she felt that he was one of those people that were against those in authorities.. just like the girl she had to babysit for the summer.

The young woman nodded admiringly, "He's some kind of a celebrity sports then, right?" And didn't he offer getting her tickets and her boyfriend? "Er.. I don't want to bother you. Didn't you say that you already have tickets for us?" She asked, rather confused.

"Shouldn't we head back to the office?" She made a move to stand up, and looking at Leon for an answer.

Dacs was infuriated at what was going on. She headed down to the Atrium, hoping to meet up with Ben, since this affected them both. She thought being with him would probably calm her down and remove the red haze that she now looked through.

She ran a frustrated hand through her fiery red hair, she wore down today. She wanted no restriction in any form.

Armen had been just about to head out to lunch after a particularly eventful morning at the office when he passed a Daily Prophet booth along a side wall. He noticed the Headline and smiled. 'Ahhh made the front page!' he thought excitedly.

He continued on his way to the Floos and was just about to pass the large Fountain.

Dacs looked up in time to see, her main hit target.

"Armen Recard." was all she said as he was going by the fountain. Her hazel eyes darkened and voice dangerously smooth and polite. Her wrist twitched a bit as she wanted to hex him back into his mother's womb. It was all she could do not to respond so irrationally. Dacs was never one to give anyone the satisfaction of getting her into trouble unless it was trouble she wanted and obliterate.

Armen had been meerly thinking blissfully of what he would eat for his lunch at the Leaky Cauldren, whether it be a grilled chicken sandwich or fish and chips, when a woman standing near the foutain's edge spoke his name. Or at least that's what he thought she had said.

"Excuse me? Do we know each other?" he asked politely, unaware of what was going one. He did enjoy meeting new people.

"You know it's a real prick like you who just makes ordinary idiots look like geniuses." she said with an dark smile,"I'm Antoni Dacosta, DCI of the Magical Law Enforcement Squad."

She wanted to lay into him so bad but restrained herself."So, what was the rational train of thought you had when you had MLE grounded and denting our work? Were you planning on ensuring the safety of innocents?"

Eino followed Sierra to the fountain as the two conversed. He surely hoped he would have the chance to ask this department head person! He pulled out his notebook once again and made himself a little note to ask him in regards to centaurs and the other beings. The fountain was glorious! It was made of shiny gold and jets of water were shooting from the wizard's and witch's wands as though they were casting the Water-Producing Charm. It looked much bigger up close than it did in the photographs on the Daily Prophet. Plus, Eino could really see the details on the house-elf's face especially, because he was the shortest.

"How magnificent!" Eino exclaimed as he leaned over the edge for a closer look. The water was clear and there were no coins at the bottom of it like most of the fountains he had seen. He was acting like a little kid. He had the urge to sprinkle some water on Sierra like his father always did to his mom, but she probably wouldn't like that as his mom didn't. "Do you know who built it?" He asked her, with his eyes still fixed on the figures.

Penny couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the fountain for the first time... "Wow...It's beautiful"....

It struck Penny just how grand this place was - and how very young she was.... Wondering if she is the youngest ever student to walk through this amazing building...

"Do we know what date the fountain was built?", Penny asked Miss Latorta...Well the lady did say questions were welcome.

Holli walked through the Atrium, thinking about Rupert. She stopped when she saw the golden gleam coming from the statue. This was one of her favourite bits of the Ministry. The statue was beautiful. The witch, the wizard, the centaur, the goblin and the house elf. Everything was connected. In it's own special way. This statue showed that. Although, the one thing that was wrong was the wizard. WHY was he pertrayed as more important than the witch? Huh? What about Helga Hufflepuff? And Rowena Ravenclaw? Were they not as important as Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin? She shook her head in disgust and put a galleon in the fountain and continued to stand there and watch the water flow freely out of the statues.