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MeredithRodneyMcKay 
Sarah had NO CLUE what she wanted to do with her life after Hogwarts.She knew she'd have to get a job, unless her parents wanted to support her for the rest of their lives? No? Hmmm.So anyway, because the answer to that was a no she's actually already asked them, Sarah was here at the Job Fair.All sorts of stands, for all sorts of things, and she planned on visiting them all, hoping to get some idea of what she could do.Of course there was ONE she knew wouldn't be a good idea - Quidditch Professional.She was as likely to end up doing that as the moon was suddenly to become bright pink.No, that was Miranda's thing, and she'd even spotted her friend at the booth as she passed it.
But this, this was the Daily Prophet, huh? Interesting pamphlet....
Pepper was observing the Great Hall rather blankly. He'd taken his chair and moved it to the back of the Daily Prophet booth, not really feeling up to talking to any of the students. They looked interested and eager, and more than one or two picked up a pamphlet as they passed, but he was sure that, if someone asked him about a journalistic career, he would make a mess out of explaining.
That would be bad.
He would have felt much more comfortable handing in an essay on the advantages of becoming a journalist. His hyphenated colleague was already chatting animatedly with a student, so when a girl, by the look of her of the thinking-about-one's-future age, stopped and studied the pamphlet right at the booth, Pepper got up and wandered over to her. "Good afternoon," he said, a little uncertainly, "would you be requiring assistance of any shape?"