First day back

It was hard not to feel relieved when Jemma took her advise in good faith. Many people didn't like to recieve advise they didn't ask for and Gabrielle was Gabrielle she couldn't help herself. French ministry was far more relaxed and almost fifteeen years there made habits that were hard to leave once she came here so she did pick a fight with a few people like the Minister of Magic some years ago.

"Department of Misteries.." Gabrielle started surprised, she would have never placed Jemma there, but god life was full of twists. "They don't recruit very often, even less then aurors. In fact when i started working here no one was recruited since then. If i was younger i would probably go for Department for Regulation of magical creatures. If it's the sollitude you seek, you could always go for admin of azkaban." she continued trying to hide her surprise, it could sound offensive.

"I suppose it makes sense though death eaters are laying low, i don't like the silence. Did they stop chasing you or did you have a sudden injection of bravery?" she replied now remembering her tea so she took a sip before she would say anything else so brilliant.

She considered something for a second. It was just something she wanted to say to someone, but it was hard to talk to her family about it. "Thank you, but that's not it. The minister wants to keep in touch because ... they started to investigate the death of 4 aurors almost 12 years ago one of whome just happens to be my husband so.." she said smiling back at the clumsy compliment, but changing her face back to serious when she elaborated her meaning. It was strange and hard to talk about this, harder then it should be for something that happened 12 years ago.

Jemma smiled at Gabrielle, it was nice talking to her again. They had had a good friendship for a few years now and she liked how Gabrielle wasn't afraid to tell the truth or give her opinion. So many people are too cautious around people, especially with her she noticed - whether it was her age, the fact she was a Seer or something else, she had no idea. Which was unusual for her.

"Yeah, well the Department of Mysteries is wishful thinking, I know. But something other than a secretary would be nice. I think I'm a bit old for an Auror, and have never had any longing to work with magical creatures. I'm just hoping something will open up somewhere that I like the look of, and being a secretary often means I get the news of openings first, which is quite handy." Jemma paused for breath, trying to explain herself.

"I don't think I'd like to work around Azkaban really. The Dementors kind of freak me out, and it's not solitude I'm necessarily seeking, just a job I'd enjoy." she added.

Jemma laughed at the thought of her having a sudden injection of bravery. She had fought in the past where necessary, but she wan't really a brave person, truth be told.

"No injection of bravery, this time. I had got the sense that they'd moved on from me. Either given up, or found another Seer, or something of the sorts. It's hard to explain really, it's a Seer thing. I just kind of knew it was safe. Or at least, safer. Plus working at the Ministry, not many Death Eaters would try to kidnap me here really and as far as I'm aware they don't know where I live. There are many charms to stop them entering my building there, so I think I'm alright for the moment." she told Gabrielle about her senses, though it really was hard to explain to someone. Seers knew things and got feelings, that only other Seers could really understand. It was times like these that she wished she had a friend who was a Seer, someone she could talk to about these things.

"Oh Gabrielle, I'm sorry to hear that." Jemma immediately said. She knew that people bringing up painful memories like that from the past would be horrible. Talking about anything to do with her mother was...well, hard, she thought, pushing that thought aside. She didn't want to go there, not now, though she had a feeling she would at some point.

"I hope the investigation is over soon." she simply said, knowing there wasn't much she could say to her after that. "At least you'll get to travel to France a fair bit to visit family." she added, trying to look on the bright side, however hard it may be.

Gabrielle nodded in understanding. Things Jemma said and did were reasonable especially for someone so old. She almost forgot that her friend was 61 because she knew her for so long and no one was aging for her since she came to school as far as her observations went though it probably had something to do with the fact they were people she saw everyday so the change was naturally less radical.

"The department of misteries is also a hard job like an auror. It's not like a science lab sometimes they have to find things they investigate though if you get the call i'll be the first one to support your decision." she replied trying to explain her all the good and the bad sides of that paricular job.

Her friend thought that the walls of the ministry would protect her. It was surprising. "Ministry of magic doesn't have anti death eater radar Jemz. You'd be surprised at how much order members and death eaters walk among us unspotted. Nobody is going to come and tell you i am a death eater to your face." she smiled carefree. Secrecy was the only thing that could save them now.

"If they opened the divination professor job again would you take it?" she asked curiously.

Gabrielle smiled with a sad smile this time. Talking about her dead husband was not hard only melanholic. "Nothing good will come out of this. When they finish all the French press will report about this. I can handle it, but i have 3 kids. My youngest daughter is only eleven, she will hear sooner or later. I never really explained it to her she is too young so i just hope she won't read the paper while on Hogwarts." she said already resigned, these were only the facts.

"I know it would be hard work, I have nothing against hard work. I just don't think I'm suited to being am Auror. I'm not a fan of massive battles and such like, which Aurors tend to come across. I don't know, part of me still doesn't know what I want to do really. I like being a Seer, despite the drawbacks, and I just want to help people, but some days I just feel like i'll never find a job that i'll enjoy." Jemma ended up rambling on a lot more than she had intended to. She didn't usually go on like this, but she figured she hadn't seen Gabrielle in a while and missed having someone to talk to.

"I know the Ministry doesn't have protection, but I don't get a bad vibe here. It's hard to explain, but I can somewhat tell when something bad is approaching. A Seer thing I presume. Besides, even if a Death Eater sees me, I doubt they'd try to attack me in a crowded Ministry really. There are many Order members here, and I'm not worth starting a battle over." She told Gabrielle of her part-theory, part-foresight.

Jemma hadn't thought about going back to Hogwarts. It would be not being Head of Hufflepuff, that's for sure. She did like the students, though Divination is a hard subject to teach. Most students either get it or they don't, is the problem she had had.

"Mhm, maybe. If Head of Hufflepuff was open aswell I'd be very tempted." she admitted to her friend. "I do kind of miss it there, I never really wanted to leave." Jemma remembered the awful day, having to choose between the Order and Hogwarts. Which in the end left her with nothing, as she drifted from the Order. She would always be loyal to them, no matter what, but she hadn't been active for a while. She wanted to rectify that.


"Hey, it may not even be I the English news and not many French papers are around at Hogwarts." Jemma tried to comfort her friend. "Your kids will be fine, hopefully it will blow over soon though." she finished, before adding one last thought. "You may want to tell them at least most of the truth - it would be awful if they found out some other way." Jemma would hate for Gabrielle's children to hear news from anywhere aside from their mother. "You will be fine though. You all will."