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Pandora sighed. "So I'm the subject of Ministry gossip? I suppose that could be a good thing, depending on what they're saying."
She followed Dora down the hallway, flicking her wand at certain doors so that they locked as she passed them. She really didn't know this woman well enough to have her find the destruction behind the those doors. She used the time it took to walk down the corridor to regain some of her composure.
When Dora sat at her scrubbed kitchen table, which was still covered in piles of books and documents, Pandora moved straight to the range and put the kettle on. She had a feeling that this conversation would require lubrication at the some point. "Coffee or tea?" she asked, bending down to pick up her recently repaired cup. She took a tin from one of the cupboards and put some biscuits on a plate.
"Well, you're lucky that I was in. I was contemplating a walk in the woods on the other side of the beck." She smiled automatically, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. She looked straight at Dora, wondering if she could trust her. After a long pause she said, "I lost my temper, that's what happened. I said something that could be take the wrong way. I told the Head of Magical games and sports that he was a devoted bigot and that I'd hate to see the consequences of his narrow minded attitude come back to bite him." She turned her back on Dora to fiddle with the kettle, which had begun to whistle as the water boiled. She took a deep breath and turned back to Dora. "Do you think that they'll sack me for that? I've tried repeatedly to get them to listen to me, but they're so set on what they want they're not listening." Her bitterness was obvious now, she wasn't trying to hide it anymore. "Do you think I went too far?"
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