DORIS, the annoying secretary
There was a blur of images
A tree. He was looking up at a tree.
Huh? A black haired lady who… It all came rushing back to him. How he challenged Willow to stun him.
“Ow… My fucking head!”
“Ron, are you ok?” said a brown out-of-focus blob…
“Huh!?” Then he realised it was Hermione leaning over him. “Ow…… My head really hurts”
“She really did stun you… Harry, shut up!”
Harry was bent over double in hysterics. He couldn’t stop laughing.
“I…I…I’m sorry” Willow stammered “I didn’t mean to. The magic just took over me and…well”
“It’s ok… HARRY WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!”
“YOU TRY FACING HER!”
“Piss off!!! I’m not going in there!”
“Hey, I didn’t mean to do it hard… but like I said, the magic took over me!” Willow said, starting to get upset.
When everyone was back indoors and Ron fully recovered Hermione casually said,
“I would like you to meet someone Willow. His name is Albus Dumbledore”
“WHAT! The Albus Dumbledore! Oh my god. Giles and I read about him… but he’s only a myth! I mean… He doesn’t exist!”
“Whoa! You’ve heard of him!” exclaimed Harry
“Yeah! Our books say he was the greatest spell caster of all time!”
“Ummm… was? He IS the greatest spell caster of all time… But if you haven’t heard of us before, as in the wizarding world in general, how come you’ve heard of him!?” asked Harry
“Our books say that he is from another world that runs parallel to ours… that means… Oh no… When I was hit by that spell I must have been transported here by Dark Magic” cried Willow
“Oh… that could be a problem” said Harry quietly
“No shit Sherlock” said Ron
“Well, the best thing I can suggest is to take her to Dumbledore and see what he can do” said Hermione.
“We are here to see the Minister of Magic, Albus Dumbledore. It’s important business” said Ron to the secretary at the Ministry of Magic.
“Weeeellllll. We’ll have to see about that. He’s very heavily booked” said the secretary in an annoying nasal tone. She was chewing on a piece of bubblegum with her mouth open and twirling a piece of her shoulder length curly hair around her forefinger.
“Listen, we don’t have time for this” said Harry loudly
“As I said. He’s very fully booked at the moment” she said. Her nasal tone was drilling into their heads and driving everyone mental, “if you’d like to take a seat ill put you in line.” She indicated towards a large waiting room with about 70 people in it.
“Ginny! Ginny!” Ron started calling wildly looking over into the room behind the secretary’s shoulder.
“What the hell are you doing?” whispered Hermione into his ear.
“Remember, Ginny got a job here about a month ago as a supervisor. She’ll let us through instantly if I tell her it’s really important!”
The secretary was getting annoyed. Harry noticed a badge on her shirt that said ‘DORIS’
“Look sir, she’s not in yet, now if you’d like to sit down” she said loudly, over speaking his calls to his sister.
“Excuse me” said Willow pushing through to the front of the desk. She leant forward and whispered something into the secretary’s ear. Suddenly her face went blank and she said
“Please, go right through, I’ll buzz him so he’ll know you are coming”
They walked past without comment as everyone looked at them in amazement. As soon as they passed the Secretary turned back into the slouching annoying person who she was before Willow said anything to her.
“What the fuck did you do to her!?” exclaimed Hermione, surprising both Ron and Harry. Hermione rarely swore, and if she did it was usually very mild.
“Just a trick Giles taught me” she replied slyly
“Who is Giles?” asked Harry innocently
“I told you just a friend”
“Was that mind controlling you used?” asked Hermione
“Only a mild form of it, but yes” Willow replied
“Oh shit! DON’T tell anyone about this. If they find out they’ll lock you up. It’s illegal here!” said Ron whispering fervently
As they approached Dumbledore’s door, it creaked open slowly. From inside came a husky voice,
“Hello, I believe there’s something you want to tell me”