J.J. Starr knocks on Gratta J. Amerie door. He needed to ask her something very important.

"Come in," half-heartedly spoken as she turned away from her window holding her coffee in her hand placing a welcoming pleasant smile on her face. "No reason to knock," her eyes squinted at the threshold wondering which employee didn't get the memo that she was re-instating the open door policy. Taking a swift swig from her Ravenclaw mug, she waited patiently for her guest to come in.

"Well, I am your old employee J.J. Starr so I knocked" he laughed. "Well, you must have heard Katalin Trigwell from Magical Creatures Department and I are getting married" Joe Jon Montcenaggio told Ms. Amerie. " Even though I am now the transportation liason, I am asking all the employees from the Magical Education department to come to our wedding" J.J. Starr told her.

"Ah Mr.Star," she greeted him with a smile placing her mug near the corner of her desk and inching herself closer towards it. "Please have a seat," she gestured towards a blue arm chair stationed in front of her desk. "I recall you chatting quietly during the meeting about your endeavor," her words flowed out softly raising an eyebrow in disapproval of what he'd done. "But for the most part, I put a few knuts together and gathered that you were having a wedding. I'd love to attend," she added positively thrusting her feet on top of her desk and slightly reclining to get comfortable. "If you'd like to stop by the other offices please feel free to go ahead and make an appearance. However I would like to know the date and time of this event. It would be a pity to miss it," she said dramatically glancing at her desk hoping she might have a meeting or some other obligation. She didn't care for weddings so much. It consisted of sappy people, ranging emotions and barbaric colors flourishing everywhere. She considered herself to be a stern woman and chose not to embrace her touchy-feeling side if at all possible.

She gave another sweet smile and peered at J.J thinking to never reveal her true emotions. It was kind of him to invite his colleagues though.

" I will be sending you a wedding invitation" J.J. Starr told Ms Amelrie. " Thanks for letting me stop by the other education offices to invite one and all " Joe Jon Montcenaggio said to her.

"You're absolutely welcome," she smiled removing her feet from her desk and grabbing her mug back into her hand. "Is there anything else," she asked inching her seat closer towards her desk and tilting her head down to beam at him intently with her eyes. "If not," her words sounded polite though her intention was apparent, "then I'll be seeing you at the wedding."... Hopefully not, she thought to herself keeping her expression soft and sincere.

Looking past J.J, she stared out towards the threshold, expecting him to leave the office, but also wondering if Jake was ever going to come by and be Jake. GREAT, just what Gretta wanted; her annoying pathetic boss to come throwing his work onto her and be the nasty troll he really was.

Snapping her head from the door, she potted a paper airplane whizzing into the room and descending straight on her desk. Peering down at the paper, it unfolded itself and read "New Employees of the Magical Education Department". Perfect! I'll have to meet new people and show them the ropes...show them whose really boss, a small smirk crept on her face as she read over the names.

Kendall ran into the Head's Office, gasping for air. "So sorry, Miss Amerie. Wasn't here last week. Dragon pox. May I receive a copy of last week's meeting notes?" Kendall noticed Joe Jon Montcenaggio, from the Minister's office, and flashed him a smile. "Congratulations on your engagement!"

Snapping her eyes towards the exasperated woman whom ran into her office franticly, she rolled her eyes at half-heartedly and scooted a bit away her desk. "Unfortunately Miss Hufferman I'll have to give you an oral update on the conference rather than a written proposal," her words fumbled out with annoyance at two things. The first was that she had to review the conference: something that she'd prefer not to remember. The second was that she'd lost her notes from the conference which would have not prolonged this unnecessary gathering if she could locate the parchment and just hand them over. "As I'm sure you've heard," she began looking not at Kendall but at J.J who hadn't left yet, "that the British Ministry of Magic will be hosting the Quidditch World Cup this year." A smirk crept on her face thinking about the tale of the last time this Ministry hosted the event.

"The Ministry is planning it throughly and as an employee of the Education Department, our goal is to get the students involved and excited. If you have any ideas or thoughts that could be useful," she said with a smile though seriously doubted her words, " you may report them to me or Mr.Rider. That's about it," she shrugged taking hold of her coffee mug and peering out her window. It's probably best to graze over the dispute that occurred during the meeting, she told her herself remembering how heated the employees got when talking about the safety of students attending Hogwarts.

A paper airplane flies into the room and comes to a rest on your desk, unfolding and smoothing out to reveal...

With a raised eyebrow, Gretta watched the notice fly swiftly towards her direction and land perfectly on her desk. Hesitantly examining the flyer as it unfolded itself on other important documents, she read quickly over the contents and glanced with squinted eyes towards the direction it came from. "No beast, beings, or spirits allowed at the Quidditch World Cup," she muttered contemplating peeking back towards the document to make sure she had read the correct information.

Making a mocking snorting sound, she stood from her desk and grabbed the creaseless paper from where it landed and strolled towards the exit. Opening the door wide enough to see the front of it she muttered, "after the Werewolf incident at Hogwarts the Ministry would surely buckle down on the half-breed community. Lupa must be feeling quite ashamed," she sighed fingering her robe pockets to find her wand. "Naturally she's to be blamed. But I don't understand why they wouldn't allow Ghost to attend," she paused to perform a levitating charm on the parchment and a sticking charm on the back of the notice so it would stay plastered to the front of her door. With a flick of her wand, the World Cup announcement flew backwards and stuck to the front like a wad of gum. With a shrug of her shoulders she began to close her door halfway and walk back towards her office chair.

"It doesn't bother me that half-breeds and creatures can't attend the game. It is surely not my problem to be concerned with it," she spoke as she flopped herself back into her seat and resumed her usual work.

Lily knocked on the open door to the division head's office.
"Excuse me? I'm not entirely sure where to go. . . I'm new here."

"Welcome to the Department of Magical Education," she spoke half-heartedly continuing her scribbling on her parchment without glancing at the person entering the room. Scanning the parchment for any mistakes, she stamped the end of the parchment with a Ministry official seal and smoothly signed her signature to finish the letter.

"Your name please," she placed her quill down next to the ink bottle and lifted her eyes to find a young woman looking apprehensively back at her. "You said you're new correct? If you're working in the Education Department then you're at the right place," she confirmed her employee while folding her letter symmetrically and placing it inside an envelope. Finding her wand next to a stack of parchment, she took ahold of it and taped the front of the letter making the address appear and the envelope shut before looking at her owl and nodding that the letter was ready when she was.

"Now," she lifted herself from her seat and strode towards the owl holding the finished packaged letter. "To Angelina," she told the owl and tied it on the left claw. "Hurry back," she commanded as her last words and dismissed the owl from her office. Turning back towards the new-comer. "I'm Gretta Amerie," she lifted her eyebrows and contrasted her expression with a smile. "Department of Magical Education Division Head," she spoke eloquently rather than being rough by saying 'your boss'. "Please have a seat," she gestured towards the one in front of her desk as she remained standing next to her empty owl cage.

"Yes, I work in the Magical Education Department. I'm Lily Prongs. Nice to meet you. I suppose you're my boss then?" Lily said, her voice as strong as ever. "Thank you, but if it's not too much trouble I'd rather stay on my feet." Lily looked into her bosses eyes. She was ready for whatever was coming her way.

Briony paced back and forth, waiting to be let in. She had knocked. It was all down to fate. She was ready to meet another one of her bosses. Even if that did mean making the first approach. Silently, she stood in front of the door and held her breath.

Squinting her eyes at the women, Gretta evaluated the women's character and personality trying to understand what Ms. Prongs was really like. "Lily Prongs," she repeated allowing her tone to express her truest emotion: nonchalance. "Well," she started and strolled towards her desk and taking a seat without acknowledging her. "Inspection Comittee is where you've been placed," she lifted her gaze towards her employee, tilting her head sideways and pressing her lips together hoping it resembled a smile.

"You'll have to walk further down the corridor to locate your offices but I truly look forward to working with you. If you don't have any questions," she cleared her throat, "then I'll surely see you around the building." She raised a hand towards the exit indicating for her to leave and peered towards the door wondering whom was knocking.

"Come in," she stood from her seat and walked towards one of her bookshelves.

"Oh and Ms. Prongs," she turned on her heel before reading the spines of the literature. "I forgot to confirm that I am on of your bosses. But I find the term "boss" to be too harsh. You know, you leader, authority, commander," she enunciated each word and sighed raising her eyebrow and resumed her search for a book she needed.

Briony slowly entered forward. She saw the women-- Lily was it?-- that she had recently met. Making sure that the right words would come out, she thought things through. "Hello," Briony started. "If you don't mind, I would like to start with introductions first."

With her back turned away from Ms.Prongs and the newest addition to her office, Gretta rolled her eyes and sighed before turning to greet her next guest; always with a pleasant smile. "Introductions," she questioned staring at the women who entered wondering why she felt the need to conduct her office in formalities. Gretta could do that just fine by herself.

Giving up on finding her textbook to continue her work, she casually strolled about her office, her hands interlaced behind her back and her eyes shut hoping the two people whom had just enter would vanish without saying anything else. Her confusion was apparent though her agitation was concealed within her mind. Taking a seat behind her desk, Gretta took in a long deep breath and re-opened her eyes to fully grasp what was taking place in her office. "Fight it," she mumbled quietly to herself resisting her strong urge to slam her head onto her desk a few times. 'Maybe if I pretend to be crazy they'll run out of here and go bother Mr.Rider', she thought to herself shifting her gaze from her employee and towards the complete stranger. Not hearing both of them say anything else Gretta spoke to rid herself of the painful silence.

"I'm Gretta Amerie," she left her eyes droop towards the desk plaque that read her name. "Department of Magical Education Division Head," she added hoping it meant something to the stranger's reason behind her presence.

"I don't mind you coming in," she lied. "But I have no idea who you are and why you have come here," she truthfully said shrugging her shoulders softly and taking another deep breath hoping to gather a few drops of patience. "So," she paused hoping to push along this unannounced gathering. "How may I help you," she inquired just out of professionalism rather than kindness. If she had it her way, she'd lock her door permanently and drink coffee peer all day out of her window...without distractions; she thought allowing her to smile whole-heartedly. That never happened during work hours.

Oliver was having quite the time stretching his legs, and before he knew it he was in front of the Division Head's Office. He heard a few people talking inside, and decided to wait until the time was right to enter.

"It's nice to meet you Ms. Amerie," Briony stated with a smile. "I am Briony Whitehall this Department's new Liason. I was top in my class in almost every subject and have been working hard to make it as far as I am today. I am a very quiet women so it takes a lot of determination to talk with people I don't know. I am a former Hufflepuff prefect and Head Girl. Sorry about all of the formalities, I don't quite like being this uptight. In fact, I would rather be in my office working on paperwork, which I do quite a bit of. I came here to introduce myself. You'll most likely see me popping in and out of this Department."

Briony took a deep, shaky breath and started to walk forward. "I am looking forward to working by you Ms. Amerie. It's just--- I've always been nonsocial, it's amazing I'm where I am today. I have met some of the employees here and they seem very friendly. I think I'll like it here." Briony looked down at her feet. "I can speak a lot if I get going. I apologize if I took up so much of your time." She turned to leave, but then stopped. "I'm selling Quidditch World Cup tickets if your interested. They're 5 galleons a piece. My first assignment really. If you aren't interested I understand, I just thought I would inform you though."

Lily smiled. "Thank you for your time, Madam Amerie. I hope you have a good day." She said, trying to hold her excitement in. She could see Madam Amerie was having a bad day, and would rather be alone. She left the office thinking about Briony though.
'What a girl! She seems much too formal. Ech. Formal. Ech. Why can't people just be natural? oh hi im so and so, instead of I'd like to start eith introductons?' Lily thought furiously. not paying attention where she was going, she bumped into someone right outside the office.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" she said quickly

"Oh it's quite alright" said Oliver. " I don't want to sound rude, but do I really want to go in there?, from the sounds of it, the boss is not too friendly. I'm Oliver by the way, I'm fairly new in this department"

'The weather is quite nice today,' she thought looking over her shoulder at the window behind her. Toning out Briony as she intended, she only heard a few of the things she'd said:
Name: Briony Whitehall.
Check.
Hufflepuff...Ew.
Can speak a lot... EVIDENTLY, her eyebrows raised as she continued to peer out the window.

"Popping in and out of the Department," she quoted her last thought with a mumble and frowned at the thought of continuous interruptions in the Department. "You said you're the newly appointed Liaison, correct?" She acknowledged her with curious eyes remembering the word Liaison being said.

Snapping her focus away from Ms. Whitehall, she glared furiously at her threshold wondering who was speaking rudely outside her door. "Where's my wand," her eyes scanned her oak desk knowing the perfect spell to expose the two chattering around her door. "Nevermind," she gave up instantly and resumed her attention to her guest.

"I look forward to working with you too," she added remembering another part of her verbal rant about nothing important.

Briony raised an eyebrow. Apparently this woman did not have much respect for one of the most famous pure blood families'. "If you don't mind," which I know you will, she thought, "My parents reinvented the Wolfsbane potion to improve it. My great (about six greats later) uncle was the one who invented Felix Felicis. I have much respect toward those who are in higher rank than me, but you...," she paused, her temper slowly rising until the vain on her forehead pulsed. "Maybe not so much," she replied through gritted teeth, trying to keep her anger under control. "Yes, I'm the new Liason. Maybe I'll stick to Jake for speaking with. You obviously do not," she emphasized, "Listen to a single word I say. Good day Ms. Amerie," she shortly said, turning on her heel and out the door. Briony had an awful urge to hit something. People didn't make her feel that way often. Seeing Oliver outside the door she stated, "Have fun," and headed back toward her desk her pulse pounding furiously in her head.

"Oh well, she seems a bit tired, but I think she´s nice. As to going in there, I think she wants everything to be over so she can get some peace and quiet, so I´m not sure. . . I´m new here too. Hehe, what dept are you in?" Lily smiled at the cute guy