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Walking into the Ministry together using the unpreferred toilet method of transportation. Ron was shaking the whole way towards the restart through the grand hall of the ministry.

"Ron, calm down," Harry says stepping in front of his nervous friend.

"I know. I know." Ron says looking down shaking his head.

"Listen, mate. They want us o be partners. If you're nervous about screwing about a big job stop. Because we won't be getting any big jobs. We should both be in Azkaban. I have murdered people. So have you. We have to be careful and so does the ministry. Okay? You're going to be fine. We're Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. We saved the world, not to disclose Hermione or anything. But we have got this. Come on, let's go." Harry claps him on the shoulder and they enter their new office.

Kingsly looks much healthier as the pair walk in.

"Ah boys there you are. Kensly here will show you two to your desks and here is your assignment." Kingsly said smiling but hardly looking up. He was much more focused on the papers and the manilla folder with papers spewing out of him.

Being waved away from the office the boys look back over their shoulders confused and couple times before submitting to fate and following Kensly to their desks at the back of the department.
She gestures and towards the dingy desks, which are made up to be much more than they really are.
The freshly finished maroon desks have dents and chips in the soft wood. There is a glass cover over the top in attempts to hide the old coffee stains burn scars from misfired spells.
Looking at each other skeptically they sit down. The chairs look new and fresh but Harry and Ron could feel holes in the cheap foam and arms were small and pointy. Perfect for hitting your funny bone.
The only nice thing they seemed to be supplied with was a cup of fresh pens and pencils. They had smooth paperweights made of black stone. The baskets for assignments were neat and clean. Basically, anything that the ministry didn't really have to spare and expense on was nice and high quality.

Once Kensly is out of earshot Ron raises his eyebrows at Harry from across their desks.

"So much for saving the world, huh?"
"I mean a little." Harry shrugs as he sighs "But anyway, it's not like we will be spending all of our time here. We are going to be out in the world! Making a difference. Now let's look at what we got!" Harry exclaims trying to sound super pumped and excited.

Opening their folders each of their faces fall. First Harry's, then Ron's.

"Bar fights," Harry says looking up. "There have been multiple outbreaks and they want people stationed there because one man has already been sent to St. Mungos. I mean-"

"TWO WEEKS!?" Ron exclaims interupting Harry. "Harry, are you reading this? They are stationing us at the Leaky Cauldron for two weeks. To keep old unemployed alcoholic wizards in line. For two weeks."
He puts an emphasis on weeks. Looking at his friend in disbelief.

"I mean, Kingsley has a reason, Ron. It's just to see how the people will react."

"Alright, fine let's go," Ron responds trying not to sound agitated.

Walking back from the ministry they bacon swarmed by 7 different photographers circling around them with bright camera flashes and are during questions.

"Is it true you have been accepted as new authors and are leaving for a mission right now?"
"Will miss Granger be joining you? Where is she now?"
"It's been reported that Harry Potter negotiated for Severus Snape's portrait to be hung back up the Head Mistress office. Why did you do that Mr.Potter?"
"Is it true that Fred Weasley died during the Battle of Hogwarts? Will Weasley Wizards Wheezes be reopening?"
With the last question, Ron takes a sharp inhale and his ears begin to turn scarlet.

"That's enough questions," Harry says pushing through the thick crowd and pushing Ron in front of him more to keep him going and from punching the one reporter's teeth in. Then trying to be bossy.

Upon entering the Inn the few people at the bar look up and back down at their drinks and the innkeeper Tom looks up excited and begins to make his way over before Harry points at the badge and his shoulders slump as he makes his way back over the bar.

Ron looks around teeth clenched and slumps back in one of the chairs towards the back of the room. Harry joins him just as mad. But not wanting to show it, knowing it will make Ron's attitude worse.

"Where are Snape's potions essays when you need them, huh." Ron scoffs looking around moodily with his arms crossed and chewing the inside of his lip.
Harry becomes mad and just feels like sleeping his chair.

Some mission.