She found a spare seat and took it. Now the nerves were kicking in. 'Was everything filled out correctly? What if i dont get the job?' she thought to herself as people still paced around her. Sometimes she would raise her hand to her mouth and bite her nails. But she would remind herself that she wasn't going to do that anymore...

Her thoughts travelled to her home. Jamie was there waiting for her to return with some news... she hoped that her pidgeon was behaving okay, as she wasnt very close to Jamie even though she had known him since Alicia's first day of Hogwarts... She really didnt want to come home to a bomb site...

Llewelyn Ambrose turned the corner, feeling slightly faint. She hadn't had the time to eat before she'd left the house, and the effects were beginning to take their toll. She began to scan the corridor for some kind of vending machine, when her eyes fell upon a young girl with peculiar hair sitting in a seat opposite her.

Llewelyn ignored her momentarily while walking to the vending machine to her far left. She flipped her silky black hair behind shoulder and considered her options; there weren't many. Her only remotely appetizing options were a peanut-covered coconut, a bag of pumpkin chips, and a lemon flavored chocolate frog. None of them actually sounded too wonderful, but she figured she'd keep it safe and chose the pumpkin chips, inserting her coins and taking her prize. She walked to a chair opposite the girl with peculiar hair and sat.

As she munched thoughtfully on the pumpkin chips, she eyed the girl sitting opposite her. Her hair really was rather peculiar, the red with the lightning blue streak. 'Oh well,' she thought, 'Who am I to judge?' Seeing as how there was really no one else to talk to, Llewelyn scooted her chair next to the girl's, extended a porcelain hand, and said:

"Llewelyn Ambrose."

Alicia looked round and smilied. She took the womans hand and shook it slightly.

"Alicia Daniels. Hi" she said as she took in the long dark hair and pale complexion.

"It's very nice to meet you... I thought that no- one was going to talk to me..." Se said smiling again.

"Yes," Llewelyn replied, "I find that in times like these, people can be rather...antisocial." She brought her right leg up to cross her left. "It's a shame, actually...such an opportunity to make an acquaintance," she caught Alicia's eye, and a smile crept onto her face.

"I take it you're here for a job? What did you apply for?"

Alicia shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't really care what job i get... My boyfriend, Jamie, is making me get the job. He says that i spend more time at home with Pidgeon than anywhere else.

Alicia raised her hand and pushed her hair- band back a bit further and smiled.

"I think people avoid me because i'm a bit bright" She said laughing as she pointed out her hair and top.

Llewelyn observed Alicia's hair and top.

"I think people avoid me because I'm a bit...well," she motioned to her pale complexion and dark dress, "Well not as bright as you, anyway," she laughed. "You're bright, I'm not, we're both avoided. Don't we make a perfect pair?"

As she chuckled, Llewelyn noticed that a small white envelope had appeared at her feet. Raising an eyebrow, she looked to Alicia inquisitively. Looking back to the envelope, she picked it up and opened it. Inside was a small letter that read:

Department of Accidents and Catastrophes, Magical Reversal Squad Office, Level 3.

Llewelyn blinked a few times, then smiled. "Well," she said, "I guess thats that." She looked down and saw that a small white envelope had appeared at Alicia's feet as well. "Looks like they've placed you too," she said, pointing to the note.

Waw/ I want to get job/ Help me please/

Shannon exited the office, surreptitiously wiping the sweat off her palms. It'd been difficult writing, the quill had slipped so much.
Getting the job was the most important thing. No, Shannon corrected herself, getting any job was the most important thing. Anything that would supplement her vastly depleted resources would be 'the dream job'.
She sat down, sighed, and ran a hand along her black ponytail, smoothing down the hairs that had sprung out of place. Nothing to do but hurry up and wait.

An hour and a bit later...
Shannon jerked slightly as the envelope appeared in the air in front of her. She snatched it before it could float to the floor and opened it with a neat slash of her nail.

Centaur Liaison Office... Shannon mentally shrugged. At least she'd be working. Crumpling the envelope up with one hand, she moved to the lifts.

I think and think about job/ My best friend got good job// and I want too/ It is important for me/

Catherine had not been feeling nervous in the least when she had entered the grand and beautiful building that was the Ministry, but that changed gradually on her way up to the Employment Office. She could only just keep her hand from shaking, when she reached for one of the application forms which she found in a box on a table outside the office. She then took a seat, a deep breath and her time in completing the form.

James made his way into the Employment Office. Taking an application, he sat down to fill it out. He was particularly calm, which surprised him.

Once he'd finished he took the application back up to the desk. All he could do now was wait.

Jordan casually strolled along the corridor, taking her time to really think about what she wanted this time. As the approached the Employment office, she wondered if they would even consider her for another position. It had been some time since she worked for the Ministry, but she hadn’t left on the best of terms.

‘If only I could have given more notice’ she thought as she picked up the application. Jordan found a near by seat and stared at blankly at the application. She thought back to the first time she applied and the excitement she felt when she found out she got the job. She worked for some time in the Department of Mysteries for the gorgeous Elijah Wright. Jordan’s heart fluttered a bit at the thought of her former boss.

Deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to try, she began filling out the form. Once she finished, Jordan placed the application in the bin below the sign, picked up her bag and headed home.

Melanie walked down the corridor towards the Employment Office. It was her first time applying for a job and she really hoped she would get a good one. Or any actually. When she finally reached the door, she read the sign and took one of the application forms. She was so nervous that she had problems holding the pen to fill out the form since her hands were actually shaking like crazy. Calm down, Mel. She told herself. Inhale. Exhale.

After finally managing to fill out the application sheet she put her completed form into the other bin in front of the door. Okay, done. Now all she could do was wait and hope for her getting a job. She looked around and noticed some chairs standing in front of the office. Melanie sat down on one of them to stop herself from pacing up and down in front of the door.

Chase walked out from filling in his application form and decided to go outside to get some air while he waited to find out if he got the job

Lucy filled her application. The twenty-six year old woman wasn't feeling nervous to know if she got the job or not. She had experience in several areas. Since she had left Hogwarts, she had got jobs in the most different places: in a Quidditch store, a coffee, and later a bookstore. She had took them eaxctly to win experience.

Lucille Hope Stedman had big ambitions. In time, she had become like her oldest sister, Lisa, had wanted her to be. Now, the former hufflepuff didn't identify with the house she had been in.
Lisa Faith Stedman, Lucy's slytherin sister, passed away 14 years ago, when she had Lucy's age. The sisters didn't get along too well, but after Lisa's death, Lucy had become... a little more slytherin and less of a hufflepuff. In the words og her goddaughter, Eva Longwood, Lucy was just hurting herself, by closing herself to other people and focus only about work.

She sighed, remebering Eva's words. Whatever the fourteen year old had said, she wasn't going to change.
Fighter as she was, she'd get the job. Lucy liked to think that way. And even if she didn't, she'd find something else. She always did.

Stella filled out her apllication and decided that she would wait till the list was announced as she was confident about getting the job. Stella always been a gogetter,wanted everything to be done perfectly,there was no scope of doing any mistake. She has always fantasied herself working for the Ministry.

Standing next to the wall with his arms crossed and whistling a tune to himself, lost in his own thoughts, a tall brown haired Man waits for his turn.

Joseph exited the employment office.

He sat down against the wall on the cold floor. He hoped he would get the job he wanted. He ran over in his mind everything he had put on the form, without seeing any discrepancies which could scupper his chances.

All he could do now was wait.

Looking on his new swatch, Nico becan to be nervous.


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Suddenly A Memo jumps in front of his face to get his attention. Nico catches the Memo and reads:

Department of Mysteries, Death Chamber employee, Level 9

- Elijah Wright
Department of Mysteries Head

He blinked a few times and a big grin appaeres on his faces.
"that's the job that I wanted", he whispers. He goes down the floor and said:"Good luck to you everyone. perhaps we see us," and walked away.

Zoey walked to the employment corridor and waited for her friend. She had just sent her an owl telling her to meet her there at this time.

Lana walked into the employment corridor and was excited to see her friend Zoey who she had not seen for months!

"Hey Lana!" Zoey said giving her a hug. "Come with me to the caf and we can get something to eat and catch up?"

"Sounds Great!"

Walking into the Employment corridor, Laige was feeling both nervous and excited. This place was new to her. She kept wondering. "I dunno what'll happen next..hmm" she was murmuring to herself. As a fresh graduate from Hogwarts, Laige was a brilliant student. She passed most of her NEWTs, she was as confident, open-minded, and somewhat cool. Yet to this moment, it seemed liked she didn't understand how she really felt. She then waited patiently in the corridor as if expecting for something extraordinary to happen.

Elisabeth walks on shaky legs out of the Employment Office. She sinks against the wall and leans over, placing her hands on her knees to steady herself. She breathes in great gulps of air.
"Okay, Bethie. You can do this. You just have to wait a couple of days," she mutters, trying to pep herself up for the nerve-wracking duty of waiting several days for a reply from the department she so desperately wants.

When she has collected herself, Elisabeth pushes off the wall and walks, still a bit unsteadily, toward the atrium and the lifts to go home.