George walked nervously into the Ministry. His first time here. Everything looked so...fancy. And everyone seemed to know what they were doing. He blinked at all the decorations. The minister seemed to be on the stage at that moment. He got a good hold of his walking stick, entering further. He might just've been the oldest one in there, but probably the newest, too. This was embarassing. He was standing in the middle of the entrance, alone, with a bright red face. This was not the best experience he'd ever had. But not the worst, either. That was when the old man compared it to the times he found really dangerous creatures, like dragons. But still, it was pretty awful.