((OOC: Sorry, I don't now how this ended up so long...))
Scorpius was eating lunch in his office. It was an uncommon occurrence for the man, only having happened once before. Prior to getting so busy, the blonde had spent his mornings lounging around and keeping an eye on Honeydukes. He would then eat lunch, and go into the office for the second half of the day. Occasionally he would stop by Honeydukes again on the way home from the Ministry, but that would only happen two or three times a week.
Upon getting busy, the man had dramatically changed his schedule. Scorpius now spent his mornings in the office, stopping by Honeydukes only during his lunch hour to check in and have a quick meal in the staff room. He would then go back to the office, and use the afternoon to get more casework done.
That day, Scorpius had been struck with a brilliant idea for the Little case only minutes before the start of his lunch break. Figuring that he could always stop by the sweet shop after work, the man started to scribble down his idea, fearing that he would forget it.
It was only a few minutes into his lunch hour, when an owl landed upon the ledge of his single window, and pecked repeatedly at the glass to get his attention. Letting the owl in, Scorpius recognized the bird immediately. Knight was his sister's owl, and had so much attitude that he didn't know how Cesca stood it. Dropping the letter onto his head, the owl flew back out into the sky without a backwards glance.
The Death Eater had been slightly confused upon receiving the letter, but after reading it figured that he really shouldn't have been. The note read:
Brother,
I have a shift at the shop now, and you aren't here. Therefore, you must be at work. I hope they're paying you overtime.
Don't forget to eat something, or I'll set Knight on you. You know I will.
Cesca
Sighing over-dramatically despite that fact that his sibling would be unable to hear it, the man slumped back into his desk chair. Not trusting that the Ministry would sell decent food, Scorpius let his head loll backward and said, "Bibby." Bibby was the house elf that he'd inherited upon turning of age. The creature had been his nursemaid when he was a baby, and had been his personal elf ever since. Consequently, Bibby knew him very well, and had developed somewhat of an attitude.
Bibby popped into appearance with a cracking noise, and looked up at Scorpius questioningly. "What can Bibby be getting you, sir," she asked, the genuineness of her tone striking something deep inside the man, as it often did.
"Just some lunch thanks Bibby, something quick and easy," he responded, knowing that even after all these years the elf still tended to go overboard with everything she did.
Bibby's massive eyes narrowed. "Sir did not break his fast at home this morning," the elf squeaked disapprovingly, "did sir not do any eatings?"
"Ah, no Bibby," Scorpius admitted with a wince, "I was rather busy and-"
"Bibby cares not!" the elf announced loudly. "Sir Scorpius knows that the morning meal is not to be skipped! And now sir wishes to eat while working? No, no, no! Bibby is not liking this, but Bibby will make sure that sir eats three meals a day! And if sir orders Bibby not to, so help me Master, I will be turning all of sir's robes pink!" With that final threat hanging in the air, the house elf vanished with a far louder noise than she had arrived with.
A little while later, Scorpius was happily munching on one of many sandwiches, even as his quill moved swiftly across an official document. A knock sounded upon his door, but before the blonde could call out, the door opened and Mairen stepped in. Smirking at her actions, he listened as the witch spoke.
"Perfect," the lawyer replied, lifting the file that Mairen had tossed onto his desk. It had been a week, and Scorpius had wondered more than once if the woman would be coming. She had however, and the vision of her sitting upon the edge of his desk was quite the sight, in his opinion.
"I have indeed," Scorpius admitted with a smile that was almost a smirk. Tugging open a drawer on his right, the blonde pulled the papers from inside of his desk. "For you mademoiselle," the Death Eater said with a flourish and a wink, offering them to Mairen.