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Amelie 
“Ah, the Ministry is notoriously bad at getting back to people.” He replied as he studied the rather striking young woman. But he could sense there was something wrong here – she seemed friendly enough, and yet uncomfortable in his presence. Maybe it was shyness. Then again, someone shy would not approach a strange man in a park just like that. “Which department did you apply for?” he asked gently, trying to make her feel at ease. If it was Law, she would probably be kept waiting for eternity, given the way the offices were run.
“Egypt? That’s a beautiful name”, he said as he shook her hand. “My name is Nathaniel. Nathan Greenwood." He gave her another warm smile which lit up his tired face and touched his eyes - the fatigue of a previous night's heavy session falling away momentarily. As the smile faded, the dark circles re-appeared under his eyes again. “Do you mind if we walk?” he asked her gesturing towards the ministry. “I take it you’re not from around these parts.”
"The Department of Magical Law Enforcement." She confessed. "It has been a long time since I spoke with someone in that department."
Nathan, she repeated the name over in her head, as she shook his hand. Her hand felt on fire when he released it.
She was happy that she made him smile like that. The years seemed to melt off his face when he smiled like that. He face clouded over again and it hurt Egypt so see him in pain or unhappy.
She looked toward the Ministry and nodded her head and went to follow him. "No this is my fist time to England. I am from Africa." She told him. "Are you a native?" She hated how that word sounded