Warren grimaced, "Yea..so did I. Now I'm not sure if...well never mind." He glanced down at her notebook and smiled, "Not too bad. But why are you down here all alone?" He looked at her fully for the first time. She may have looked like Cassie but there was a distinct difference about her. "You know, usually I don't talk to people I don't know this much." He laughed and turned away, "Must be coming out of my shell."

"I just wanted to relax and the atrium was the only place I could think of.I really don't mind being alone.I like how it's quiet,"Miley said.She smiled."I talk to everybody that wants to talk to me."She looked at him."It's good that your coming out of your shell."

"Yea quiet..." Warren looked back at Miley, "Maybe that's my issue, no one usually wants to talk to me. Something about me looking intimidating." He pushed his blonde hair out of his eyes, I really need to get a haircut. "Yea, well I needed to get out of the office, was starting to feel claustrophobic with everyone in there." And Alexa... He sighed and looked around.

"You don't look intimidating.And,anyways,that's not an excuse for nobody to talk to you,"Miley said."Seriously,you are a really nice guy."She smiled.

Warren smiled at her, "Thanks." That was the first time in a long time that someone had said that, even Alexa didn't say that. He smiled at her again, "You're really nice too. Though, I don't usually mind it much, prefer the quiet you know. I can get work done that way and nobody tends to bother me if I'm working." He shifted in his seat, if there was one thing he liked about coming back to England it was the fact that the time that had passed seemed to help everyone forget who is father had been and who he had been. He was tired of people stopping him and saying, Oh there goes Warren Rodemiere the almost famous Quidditch player who's minister father disappeared. Warren sighed and fingered his scar along his eye unconsciously, what if I hadn't been attacked by that blighted bludger...

Miley noticed him touch a scar on his face."What happened?If you don't mind me asking."

Warren pulled himself from his thoughts before he lost himself in them. He looked at Miley and put down his hand self-consciously, "Oh." He cleared his throat, "Umm...I used to play Quidditch in my younger days. A...rogue...bludger hit me in the temple and made me fall off my broom. I never played again." Well that's the story in a nutshell at least. Never mind the fact that it was my father that had sent the bludger at me. He hoped that she didn't catch his slight hesitation there and smiled forcefully at her. "It's all in the past now." At least I hope.

"Oh,that must have hurt,"Miley said."The worst that has ever happened to me,is that I fell out of a tree."She laughed."But,it is all in the past.So,is there a lucky lady in your life?"

"Yea, I don't remember a lot of it though. I've got a lot more scars though." He pointed to his chest, "There is one here that I acquired after a delightful incident in Russia." At the mention of Russia Warren clenched his jaw slightly, When I left Alexa the second time... He looked at Miley and laughed, "Well my job does tend to lend itself to danger and since I've been doing it awhile it's not uncommon. I've got a few other scars from duels but those two are the more serious of them."

Warren thought her question over and swallowed. "Well...there was. It's, complicated, but it's over. She doesn't feel the same way." He swallowed and looked away the unfamiliar pain that he had felt earlier building in his chest. "I'm...I'm sorry. Can we talk about something else?"

"Wow,you do get hurt a lot.But,like you said,you job does involve dark magic,"Miley said.She listened to him talk about his love life."Sure,we can talk about something else.What would you like to talk about?"

Warren laughed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to come out that way. It's just...I'd rather not think about it right now if that's all right." He thought it over, "Is there anyone special in you're life?"

"There was.He's name was James Randall,but....he's was cheating on me with...with Cassie,"Miley said.She looked down at the floor and then back at Warren."He got what he deserved and I moved on.So,as of now,there isn't anybody special."

Warren's eyes widened, Cassie? She didn't seem the type... Then Warren frowned he couldn't stand guys who cheated on their girlfriends, "Well, it looks like we're in a similar boat, albeit with different circumstances." He swallowed and looked at the floor, "Mine was Alexa Black, she's an Auror as well. And I was just given a huge reality check in the office, it's why I came down here." He glanced at Miley, "I'm real sorry about your ex. I hate guys like that."

"Alexa Black?Hm.Never heard that name before,"Miley said."I'm sorry.I guess we are on the same boat."She gave him a slight smile."So,how long have you been working here?"

Warren mentally relaxed as the conversation turned toward work. "Well, I started back here a few months ago. I've actually worked here before and then some..issues arose and I went to work in Russia and Germany. It's been...oh twenty years since I first became an Auror." Warren laughed, "I look young for my age. Or so I've been told."

"Twenty years?Wow.That's a long time,"Miley said."I've been working here since I finished school.Seems just like eysterday since I finished Hogwarts."

Warren smiled, "Yea, it's a long time. Seems like too long at times." He looked at Miley and smiled, "Do you...would you like to grab a cup of coffee?"

"Coffee?I'd love to grab a cup of coffee,"Miley said.

"Great." Warren stood up and held his arm out to her. "Well shall we? I hear this cafeteria makes...well, decent coffee."

"Sure,"Miley said.She took Warren's hand and stood up."To the Cafeteria it is."

Clay Killian entered the Atrium and looked around, wincing. So this was the Ministry of Magic. He sighed. Looked like an overstuffed toybox that had the Minister's face everywhere. He made a disgusted face, but headed to wherever it was that he had to go.

He looked at his slip of paper. Where was that again? Oh. That's right, Level 1, the Conference room. Clay sighed and headed to that place. He kept looking at the paper, wondering how on earth he was supposed to get around in this place. Wasn't there a place where he could just Floo to his floor? Ugh.

Sighing, Clay headed to the lifts and boarded one of them, heading straight for the Conference room on Level One.

Pinning her identity badge to the front of her robes, Lillian examined the piece of parchment she had been sent for what felt like the thousandth time, making her slow journey toward the lifts and the 9th floor.

Annamaria now walked through the Atrium, watching all the others bustling about her, all busy with their own work. She smiled widely; Soon she would be like them, someone with an important role to play that would make a difference in the wizarding world. She readjusted her lovingly worn brown satchel on her shoulder and moved on, taking out the note she had been given. " Level one it is, " She said to herself, folding the note into quarters before slipping it back into the outer pocket on her bag.

Adam calmly made his way through the almost empty Atrium, reading the Quibbler as he went. Adam might be a rational man, but, that didn't mean he didn't enjoy reading the Quibbler. Infact that was the only paper Adam read aside from a few music magazines he subsribed to.

As the former Ravenclaw walked he stopped for a moment and looked up from his paper to view his surroundings. Adam quickly held back a small gasp that had attempted to escape his lips, The Atrium was much bigger and grander then he had imagined it would be. for half of a second Adam felt cowed by his new job, strangely it was the job Adam had always hoped for.

To be an Unspeakable, working in the Department of Mysteries... In Adam's mind it was the greatest of honors, to be trusted to keep his word and to unravel such tantalising secrets.

But, suddenly Adam felt unsure of himself, did he have it in him to do what needed to be done? He shook his head and decided that those thoughts were best left alone. Adam strightened out his posture and confidently walked to the lifts.

As dan arjay was to start the day, sort of, he walked outside the offices and went thru to the atrium. He had been here several times now but this is the first time he admired the beauty of it. he looked up and circled around as if a child on his first trip to the Ministry.

He held from his back a copy of a muggle newspaper he grabbed from home as he looked for some place to continue scribling letter on the crossword. He sat near the fountain and looked around to see if there is someone he knew around.