Well that was Kismit! To find someone who worked for the man she hoped might offer her employment. In all honestly she wasn't sure about this decision, she did wonder if she was trading one type of cage for another, if by passing up the chance to marry per her grandfathers will, she was giving up what little freedom she might achieve? Or would working for the ministry be its own trap? But no- it couldn't be worse than another season of being trotted out like a show pony by Ana.

So Mister Crouch wasn't the terribly intimidating being he seemed - well that was something. She was sure she could adept to just about anything when dealing with it every day, but it was this first initial interview that terrified her. 'Are you an intern or a translator in his office?' she asked, noting the hint of an accent that spoke of somewhere beyond England as this mans homeland. 'Do you know if there is much difference in the work?' It might actually count as cheating to be conducting an interview of her own ahead of her meeting, getting the inside scoop. 'I'm sorry, I've forgotten my manners, Madeleine Backus ' she offered her hand.

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