Date: 2007-01-11 19:53 Subject: 11th January (Theodore and Sophie), Sophie's Office, Ministry of Magic Security: Public Tags: drec, rp, sophie, theodore

*there's something about this that makes Theodore decidedly nervous. He has trouble trying to understand why; his brow is sweaty and his tie chafing his neck, and above all things he can hear Chairman Umbridge's shrill voice in his head yelling something about putting the Committee in jeapordy. Not that he did, of course - he was perfectly professional.*

*gritting his teeth and hoping the Counsel will be discreet, Theodore raises one hand and knocks sharply on the door to Sophie's office*

Date: 2007-01-08 17:16 Subject: 8th January (Theodore, Colin and Not-Angelina), Theodore's Office, Ministry of Magic (Link) Security: Public Tags: rp link

Who: Theodore Nott, Colin Creevey, Angelina Johnson (Polyjuiced)
What: A Quibbler Interview.
Where: Theodore's Office, Wizengamot Offices.
When: 8th January, 10am.

So, what you're saying is pretty much that because they were put in place by people in power - and put there in a technically legal way - that nothing that can be done about them.

Date: 2007-01-05 16:10 Subject: 8th January (Theodore, Colin and not-Angelina) Theodore's Office, Ministry of Magic Security: Public Tags: angelina, colin, drec, quibbler, rp thread

*Chairman Umbridge, Theodore had decided, was for all her political prowess a particularly detestable woman. Her appearance was revolting (she reminded him of his father's mistress, which was most certainly not in her favour) and her voice grating. Still, Theodore mused, some of the greatest of our time are the most socially disgusting. Perhaps there was hope for him yet.*

*The office had been swarming with people ever since his appointment, of people entering with completely unfounded comments about their treatment by the DREC. Theodore was frankly sick of explaining to people that they have no reason to complain, and should perhaps have given a few extra moments thought to the time that they stole a stack of parchment from the office supplies. Such small things, he often found himself saying, have dangerous repurcussions.*

*That was why today found him at his desk, looking particularly tired (and hungover, though he didn't care to admit it), and struggling his way through reports on this week's stack of complaints. At least it kept his mind off the fact that he had to be interviewed by that completely worthless publication the Quibbler today.*

*Unfortunatly for him, having lost track of time, the knock that came at the door then made Theodore have the sudden realisation that it was already time for said undesirable meeting. Groaning and rubbing at his temples, he threw his quill down and called out -*

Enter.

Date: 2006-10-12 20:00 Subject: 12th October (Theodore & Padma), Theodore's Office Security: Public

*Theodore sweeps an arm across himself, gesturing towards the leather chair that rests before his immaculately organised desk. He takes the similarly smart seat behind it, unbuttoning his dress robes and hiking his trousers up as he sits down.* Please come in, Lieutenant Patil. Take a seat.

Now, I am sure that you will be a little confused as to why you are here. Allow me to make a short introduction. As you may be aware, part of the Wizengamot's responsibility is to organise internal investigations into breaches of Ministry regulations.

*He leans his elbows on the desk, steepling his fingers to rest his chin upon them.* Just so you are aware, I do have the appropriate level of security clearance to allow you to speak about any Department of Mysteries personnel, the only areas that I must ask you not to speak of are the particulars of your work.