#queenalectos

Dirk’s feet felt heavy as he walked into the Ministry. He was in here most days considering he worked there but this was his day off and... well, everything felt different. He’d been out of sorts every since last night. Desperate for any source of comfort he’d forgone the robes he usually wore to blend in and wore jeans with rips in the knees, a graphic tee with Scooby Doo grinning on it and a black leather jacket with red ring around the sleeves. Between all that and his vibrant green hair he hardly looked the epitome of ‘ministry professional.’ 

But it was for him. He felt more himself and he needed to feel himself to get his head out of that moonlit clearing. The Hogsmeade celebrations had been too much, too loud and he’d wanted something quiet so he’d gone for a walk in the woods... Now every time he closed his eyes he saw so much ripped up meat that used to be two people... He’d put his hand on a tree to hold him up and the trunk had been slick with-

Jolting himself out of the horrific reverie Dirk realised he’d found his way to the reception desk and was being looked at (no doubt happily) by the receptionist on duty. “Umm... Hello.” he pulled his hands from his jacket pockets and bowed his head a little in greeting (a cultural habit he’d never really stopped) “I-I’m supposed to be meeting with someone from the Auror’s office as soon as possible? It’s for a umm... something that happened in Hogsmeade last night.” he licked his lips and looked down.