Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Reassignment: Project Amshas ❯ Goals and Conflicts ( Chapter 2 )

Reassignment: PROJECT Amshas

Chapter 1: Goal & Conflicts

By: Amerise M. A. Rei

 

 

“Damn! They just keep on coming!” Percival Weasley exclaimed as he pulled his hair and yet another red envelope came to add itself into the growing mount of howlers.

 

At this point, Percy could hardly hear himself as each howler had their own distinct yell or screeching tone that filled his tiny office. To make things worse, he is up for promotion and suddenly, this morning, he was swamped with not one angry `fan letter' but dozens of dozens.

 

Despite the fact that all the angry rants seem to drown each other out, Percy was able to gather one bit of info from each complaint. Each one was complaining about a new Poltergeist or chaos demon that is now terrorizing Knockturn Alley. Not only intruding on other's personal space, but this creature seemed to have a liking to pulling random passerby's hair. Odd.

 

“Great, just what I need! The Death Eaters attacks are becoming more and more frequent and now I've got to go investigate a bloody ghoul attack because these squibs are too stupid to just hex it away! And I thought I was done dealing with characters like Peeves at Hogworts. Now I've got to deal with the town tormentor!”

 

And if Percy was good at something, it was relying on his diligence as well as his deduction skills to solve almost any problem he encountered…not to mention the complaining and whining like a youngster that comes with each task.

 

With the howlers still functioning, he placed a silencing charm and didn't hear the knock on his office as he contemplated his next move when suddenly, there was a loud PoP! Percy nearly jumped out of his seat and scattered the growing mountain of red envelope that didn't seem to be relenting anytime soon.

 

Before him, was the distinguished new Minister of Magic Rufus Scrimgeour. Percy's eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped at the sudden surprise visit from the Minister - regardless or not if he is the Minister's Junior Assistant, as he is a very busy man - not to mention the last time he was given such an honor, he was nearly mortified by his family's behavior and actions. Needless to say, Percy is mortified once again see the condition of his office as well as the fact that the Minister couldn't have stopped by at a more difficult time.

 

What is he doing here? Close your mouth you ninny, or he will think you are handicapped or something! With that last thought, Percy snapped his mouth shut and barely managed to say without stuttering:

 

“Why, your eminence? To what do I owe this honor?”

 

“Business, as usual, Weasley. I've got wind of your Poltergeist problem-”

 

`What bloody idiot told him about that?! One, it only started an hour ago when I came in and, two, I made sure that the door was locked and silenced before anyone would find out! How in the hec-'

 

But Percy's train of thought was cut short by the Minister's continuation of his comment.

 

“No one told me - verbally, that is. I was nearly blodgered in the head by this.” The Minister stated as if he knew exactly what the young man was thinking by his expression and pulled his hands for behind him. In his enclosed right hand, a fluffy feather-ball, now being cupped by both hands seeing as it liked to move as well as nip caused the Minister to drop the creature unceremoniously onto Percy's desk.

 

After close inspection, Percy was able to determine that the little fuzzball was, indeed, he's pesky little brother's familiar, Pigwidgeon. The frightful creature seemed to have been in a daze after being dropped without announcement and took awhile to register that it was no longer alone with the moving, high-thing, that it crashed into.

 

`Damnit, Ronald! Couldn't you have at least taught your bird to land properly? It is almost as bad as Errol except this one has the ability to see and stop…it just chooses not to!'

 

Once again Percy was caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't realize that the Minister was still looking at him.

 

* Ahem * “Percival, I've got a proposition for you and it is entirely up to you

whether or not you would like to take up the offer.”

 

Percy turned his fully attention to the Minister, especially with the use of his first name. As soon as the Minister knew he had captured his interest, he continued on.

 

“As you well know, I've been having problems with the Dark Lord's underlings and he's followers grow day by day. My only fear is that it will come to a point where the Ministry will not be able to control them due to their numbers. So, we need to take initiative to find out what makes them tick. We need more information about what goes on within their walls and what do they plan to do to strike against us.”

 

“Sir, aren't there Aurors that are assigned for that very task?” Percy asked meekly, almost afraid of the answer and what he was about to ask next.

 

“Useless, the whole lot of them!” Minister Scrimgeour shouted unexpectedly, startling Percy in the process. “None have accomplished or gone as close to the inner workings of the Death Eaters as you or you kin have. I need you to find out something that will, not only help our side get a Death Eater's perspective into their organization, but also an upper hand. I need someone I can trust. Someone that would yield results and you are that person!”

 

“Sir…I don't know what say.”

 

"Weasley, I'll turn a blind eye during your review if you manage to find an in into the Dark Lord's inner network.  I'll even turn a blind eye to any means that you have to take in order to pursue your… “decision” to help but I want some kind of report about your progress and what you are doing by the end of next month!"

 

With that, the Minister of Magic left and upon his exit, the resuming of all the Howler once again at forte.  Percy was still in shock for the surprise visit, let alone the Minister's proposition for a guaranteed position without limitation in obtaining it.  This was the sort of power he had always dreamed of!

 

Percy flew out of his chair and jumped with a loud "Whoop" like he won 100,000,000 Galleons and managed to further scatter all the neatly stacked and separated complaints that he painstakingly organized a few hours prior.

 

"A definite position in his Advisory Council!"  He continued to shout for joy.  "I can't wait!  I can't wait!  Wait...?  What did he say..?"

 

" I need you to find out something that will not only help our side get a Death Eater's perspective into their organization but also an upper hand. I need someone I can trust …DeathEaterDeathEater…Trust…"

 

"...Oh...right.  Argh!  Of all the confounded stipulation he has to offer me, what gave him the crazy notion I would go and obey his idoti-"

 

* Pop! *

 

"-And one more thing I almost forgot..." 

 

The minister popped in once again while Percy had to compose himself, but his tell-tale red complextion burned with his embarassment of almost being caught bad talking the minister.

 

"Do take care of," pausing to emphasize and motion around the room, "these.  You have until the end of coming week and I'm sick and tired of stray howlers making its way to my office.  Not to mention, I don't appreciate being harrassed by your mother-"

 

"My mo-"

 

"Yes!  I've already received a few letters of her dislike about affairs within the Ministry as well as the general Public as well as my apparent brainwash of you!"

 

Percy almost choked as shock and horror was reflected on to his features by what his Superior just said.

 

"I-I apologize for her actions, sir!  It wasn't aware- it-it won't happen again, sir."

 

"See that it doesn't!"

 

* Pop *

 

Percy slumped down in his chair in defeat. 

 

*Sigh* 'first, a choice of achieving all my goals with old fashion hard work or take his offer and achieve it a lot faster...only with the consequence of failure not just being fired, but probably publicly ostracized for such a mistake, even possible death.  Now, I've got to deal with these bloody haunting?!  * Sigh * Either way, I've got work and do the impossible but now I've got to options to achieve my goals...maybe at the cost of my life.

 

He shuddered at that thought but suddenly felt a sharp pain from the side of his head.

 

"Ronald!  Your bloody bird..." mumbling to himself more than the actual perpetrator.

 

He grabbed the feathery creature, none too gentle I might add, and placed him on his now, practically clear, desk.

 

"Petrificus totalis!" he shouted using wandless magic before the hyper bird could hop or fly anywhere, it froze in place on his desk.

 

"Much better."

 

Pigwigeon squawked or tried to in it's muffled state but resigned to being a paper - or in this case a howler - weight.

 

Percy sat down and took out a parchment roll and licked the tip of his quill before dipping it into the inkwell.

 

 

"Dearest Mother,
I assume you, as well as the rest of our family, are well seeing as there seems to be a constant supply of letter being received from the household.  Although we, in the Ministry, gladly accept pointers or helpful advice from the general public, fortunately, we've got my father, your husband, here doing it in the Weasley name on a daily basis.  Please refrain from any further correspondences that may clog the flow of the Ministry's incoming mail regarding issues that have already been brought to our attention, let alone a constant reminder with in our very midst.  Thank you and have a good day.

Regards,

Percival W.
Ministry Officer

 

 

* Sigh * "I guess I should release you to return this to mum.  But NO dawdling or attacking people!  Nox.  Now shoo~!"

 

Poor Pigwigeon was too undignified to do anything and stood still for Percy to attach the letter.  After he tied the note on to the bird's leg, Pig took a good nip at the him and turned his beak up in the air before flying back home in a huffy.  Percy clutched his throbbing finger before returning back to his work and was reminded that he had many howlers to go through.

 

"1 task semi-accomplished.  3 more to attend to."

 

* Pop *

 

"Mr. Weasley, this is a pile of lost or misaddressed correspondences for you." a way ward voice echoed in his office, almost like an intercom.

 

* POP! *

 

A large pile of howlers fell from a portal used to transport things between offices within the Ministry - almost like a mail-shute - opened from the ceiling with a loud siren to warn those below for an incoming of items and scattered them all about the office.

 

"That's it!  I'm done.  I'll do whatever it takes to get that position, just as long as I don't have to deal with anymore of these confounded howlers!"

 

Percy got up from his desk with more gusto than he's had in a year and grabbed all his belongings hidden beneath the mountain of howler through a simple "Accio" spell and made his way out the office, slamming the door behind him.

 

'First thing's, first.  I've got to find a solution to that poltergeist problem in Knockturn Alley.  Then, I'll consider my options about how to get though the inner workings of the Death Eaters.'

 

Percy headed toward the reception desk before heading to the phone booth at the entrance.

 

"Take all my calls and memo's for the next two months." Percy stated resolutely before the shocked receptionist could say a thing and waved her off with a confident Weasley grin & wink.  "I've had words with the Minister and he's well aware of my actions."

 

"But, sir?  What about all the...'fan mail'?"

"Just leave them in my office and I'll deal with the consequences by the time I get back."  Percy answered, walking toward the booth confidently without turning back.

'By then, it'll probably not be my mess to deal with and I'll be nice and cozy in a big, silent, new office.'

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Thanks for reading so far. Sorry about the inconvenience with the first chapter but I've got an account at Fanfiction.net if you would like the complete chapter (though, not that much is cut from the bottom). Constructive Criticism is ALWAYS welcome but I hope you enjoyed it so far. Sorry if Percy is a bit out of character or any other character for that matter seeing as this is how I perceive their personalities to be so I guess this is my warning that things are NOT going to be CANNON through and through but I'll try my best to be accurate up until the ending of Book 6. If you are waiting on chapters, I've completed the 3rd chapter but only need to complete typing it and then editing it (any takers? :P). Sorry if it is really delayed just as my other story is. I'm currently on vacation for the summer and am trying my best to get to a computer and type the chapter out but I promise the next chapter will be out in Early August. Until then, thanks again for reading

~ Amerise M. A. Rei