Becca The Bossy

[Rebecca Barnes]

Being the boss was hard. Half the time Rebecca felt like she was cleaning up after her children. Becca sighed as walked into her office surrounded by glass walls and sank into her chair. She placed her head in her hands. Of today of all days, did the techy twins Simon and Russell have to go and make a raucous that ended up in something exploding? There was some sort of accident in the training room, a malfunction with a drone the techs were working on, and two crucial files to a recent case had been “misplaced” which meant they had gone missing. James Osric was coming to observe today. Theoretically they were equals, but Becca didn’t think so.

James Osric was twice the Auror she would ever be! He was a God among men. She had even fancied him for a time when her husband had buggered off, (something she had failed to mention to Harry) and now she was supposed to run a division of the Auror Department alongside him! She couldn’t compete. Osric was the Head of the Department which worked to help contain magic within muggle communities which basically meant Osric got to do all the cool, confidential, secret stuff unbeknownst to the general population. Becca was more like the mother hen who tried to keep all her ducks in order, something she didn’t feel very confident about at the moment.

Becca was sure he was going to take one look at how she had handled things lately and demote her right then and there. Furthermore she really needed to find a babysitter or a nanny for her baby girl now that Harry was working fulltime in the Department again. Everything was in chaos.

((ooc: Anyone want to interrupt her musings?))

[Billie Fry]

Billie marched along the Auror floor for what seemed like the millionth time that week. When she wasn't around, the rest of the trainees had apparently decided that whenever they had to talk to someone in authority, everyone would turn and look at Billie expectantly until she (burdened with a strong sense of responsibility) took care of it. It had been a particularly bad day, so far. She had to wonder if it was a full moon or if there was something in the water.

Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, Billie stood up straight and knocked on Rebecca's door, peering quietly into the office she hoped to someday occupy. "Good afternoon, Ms Barnes!" she chirped, with a fake smile that probably gave away the fact that something was wrong. "We have... a situation," Billie started carefully.

"Some of the trainees were throwing the Quaffle around while we were waiting for Stealth and Tracking to start, and it broke a bunch of equipment, and I told Moss and he's on it but he looked like he was about to cry probably. And now Roger and Dennis are having a fight about who did it and they were kind of out of control, so I Stunned them. Also, we maybe need more time to work on the Monroe files because permanent ink spilled on them, and I have backups but they got moved for the game and no one remembers where they put them. But I promise I'll find them! Because I need to and any other outcome is unacceptable to me." She braced herself for the worst, and tried to hide her resentment over having to take responsibility for everyone's mistakes. It was the price she paid for wanting to be the boss.