Addie had come to the ministry with her dad because for some reason he couldn’t get a sitter today. She supposed Miss Avery was busy, but it was looking like it might be a very boring day for her if she had to sit by her dad’s desk all day. Wasn’t there anything to do here? Maybe she should explore a little? That sounded like it would be okay, if she got lost she could always ask someone to take her back right? If they worked with her dad then they couldn’t be too awful of people that she couldn’t ask them for something as simple as directions. Thus, while her dad was talking she skipped off to go explore a little. She might get scolded for it later, but that was fine she was just too bored to stay put for any longer so if that meant she got scolded then so be it.
She explored for an hour, and discovered that she definitely had no idea how to get back to her dad’s desk. Well, that was problematic, and meant she should probably find a responsible adult to help her out. She spotted one working at his desk and walked up to him. “Hi! I’m lost,” she said with a slight pout. Perhaps he would need more than that to help her though? “Can you show me how to get back to my dad’s desk?” she asked him hoping he would help rather than just shoo her off to figure it out on her own. That would be rather rude of him after all, but she supposed there were just people like that.
As much as he enjoyed his job, Edmund was strongly debating going on another holiday. He might have just returned from one, but he could do with another one. It had also been nice to spend the week with Ares, and without having to deal with much of anything else. He could get on terms with that becoming a more regular thing. Pulling his mind from his holiday, he put it back onto the work in front of him.
Making slow progress through that, he paused hearing a voice, and then glanced up. Eyebrows drawing together, he eyed the child that was now in front of him. How in Merlin's name had a child managed to get into the department of mysteries? Surely none of his coworkers would have been stupid enough to bring a child into this section of the ministry with them. Though he didn't really have that positive views of his coworkers, so it was entirely possible... However helping lost children find their parents sounded like one of the worser things he could imagine doing with his time. He did not like children, he didn't want anything to do with them. Thankfully people seemed to realise that, and he didn't tend to have to deal with them. Although he supposed dealing with Evanna now meant that he had to deal with children. He looked at the child. "I'm sure that you can find someone else to help you."
She stated that she was lost and needed help, and he seemed to just be staring at her. Did he not speak or was he just trying to process what she told him? She didn’t think it was anything that really needed thought too much about, but oh well maybe she had interrupted him mid-thought and he had gotten confused or something. The small girl understood what it was like to be interrupted mid-thought. It was very disorienting at times, so she gave him a few seconds to collect his thoughts and answer. Only, his answer kind of sucked. He said she could find someone else and she looked around before holding up her arms in a sort of gesture that implied he should do the same. “Who else is there?” she asked him with a slight huff. There was nobody around, and so he was stuck with her unless he really thought letting a child just aimlessly wander around the department was a good idea? Perhaps he thought it was.
“You’re not supposed to go wandering around when lost, so I guess I’ll just stay here until my daddy finds me since you won’t show me how to get to his desk,” she said with a shrug before plopping herself on the floor next to his desk. Now he was extra stuck with her as she wasn’t going to be going anywhere unless he was accompanying her there. “What’s your name mister?” she asked, curious now that she was stuck with him. Maybe he would just ignore her though, but she was pretty sure that was considered rude. Perhaps he was raised without manners though, and that would just be rather sad.
Where was Evanna when you needed her? She knew how to deal with children. She wanted to deal with children. If he thought that she'd actually be in the office than he would have sent the child to her, or brought her to the child. But he thought she was still on leave for having a baby, so there was a good chance that she wouldn't be back in the building yet. "Go wandering until you find them." It wasn't his fault if some bratty child got themselves injured while in the building. He wasn't the idiot who had brought a child to work and then clearly lost them. Some people really did have no sense. Unfortunate.
He rolled his eyes. "You're also not supposed to wander away from your parents, and yet here you are. Maybe if you keep doing what you're told not to do, you'll end up where you're meant to be." It was rather unlikely, but it would have meant that she wouldn't be directly next to his desk, and quite honestly, he would take that at the moment. He glanced at her as she flopped onto the floor. He was going to end up going home with a headache, wasn't he? "Edmund."
This man clearly had no real interest in helping her at all. What a useless adult. Weren’t adults supposed to at least attempt to help lost children rather than leaving them to their own devices? If he had just been really busy or something she might understand, but he didn’t even just say he was busy just told her to buzz off instead. Told him to go wandering until she found someone else, and she just sighed at him. “Have you never spoken to a child in your life before?” she asked him with a raised eyebrow. Telling small kids to just wander off was the opposite of a good idea. Surely she shouldn’t be just wandering around the department of mysteries unsupervised. Though, she didn’t know that’s what it was she just knew it was down an elevator from where she started. How many floors? She wasn’t sure, just enough that she knew it was somewhere else.
“He went to a meeting and left me in his office, I had to pee,” she said with a pout. Then she couldn’t find her way back as it had taken her some turning around to even find a bathroom in the first place. “He’s the department head for games and sports, do you know him?” she asked curiously. Maybe he knew her daddy and could just tell him she was down here so he could come collect her since he obviously had no intention of dealing with her. Thus she just flopped down on the floor and waited for something else to happen. He gave his name at least. “I’m Adeline, most call me Addie though. Does anyone call you Eddy?” she asked him idly.
"I try to avoid speaking to children," Edmund said. Because of exactly this. Children were a pain. And he didn't want to have to deal with them. He was also aware that he was awful at dealing with children, but then he was awful at dealing with people. Also because he didn't want to deal with them. At least he was going against the stereotypical family life that he was expected to have had - he was not sure whether he could have dealt with any children of his own. Except Evanna would likely have, and then he was going to have to deal with those, wasn't he? How annoying.
Department head for game and sports? He frowned, thinking. York? Maybe? "I know of him," he answered. But he'd had no reason to talk to the head of games and sports, being completely irrelevant to his work. "No, they don't." And he did not need a child calling him that. He only accepted Ed from Ares, and perhaps Evanna. Why was this child still talking to him?
He tried to avoid speaking to children? Why? Children were great to talk to. At least, she thought so, perhaps it was because he was such a sour puss and children were just too happy for him to be able to handle. Did happiness burn him maybe? She wasn’t sure, maybe she should ask him? “Why?” she asked curiously. What was it about children that he wanted to avoid talking to them? Maybe he wouldn’t answer her, she did suppose doing so would mean he had to continue talking to a child after all. Did that mean she had to leave? Yeah, he would probably shoo her away to someone else soon enough if he didn’t want to talk to kids Though, she didn’t really see anyone else for him to shoo her to, perhaps that was why he kept talking to her?
Apparently, he knew of her dad, but didn’t know him. “So you haven’t met him, just know who he is?” she asked with a tilt of her head. She did suppose that the ministry was a big place and that you couldn’t know everyone. That would be ridiculous and too many names to remember she thought. Apparently nobody called him Eddy and she frowned slightly. Why not? “Do you not like Eddy? What about Ed?” she asked him curious now as to if he had a nickname he liked. Maybe he didn’t, she supposed some people were just like that, and he seemed like the difficult sort who didn’t like that stuff.
Why was this child still here? Why was there not someone here that he could push her off too. He would much prefer not to make this his problem. But he couldn't really push her off into the nothingness, could he? He might be okay with being seen as an asshole, but that might come under child endangerment or something, and he didn't fancy getting into legal trouble for it. So maybe he was stuck with it for the moment. Why? Oh Merlin. If she could at least shut up, that would make things better. "Because you're annoying and don't shut up," he returned to the question, a little impatiently. Maybe that would make her shut up. Knowing his luck, it was going to do nothing of the sort. Dammit.
"Yes," he answered. And he didn't have any plans of meeting him. Except for the fact that now he might have to return his idiotic child to the man. How unfortunate. He supposed that was another reason to deal with the child until she was returned. He might not know York, but he managed games and sport which could ultimately effect Ares. "I don't like Eddy, no." He couldn't imagine anyone else trying to call him that. "Ed I get from one or two people, and that is it." He didn't want it from anyone else.
This guy was rude, he called her annoying and said she wouldn’t shut up. Why was he so opposed to holding a conversation? Maybe he just liked being antisocial or something. “That’s rude, did nobody teach you manners?” she asked with a slight huff. Perhaps that wasn’t a polite question, but he had sort of started it at this point. Surely, he had to deal with small children in his own family at some point. She didn’t, but that was because she was small still. When she was older she was sure she would have to talk to children at some point, and she was sure she would do better than this guy was currently.
So he knew who her dad was, but had never actually met him. It was somewhat weird to her when the two of them very clearly worked in the same building. She supposed it was a very large building though, and maybe they just never had to work together. “Do you like Quidditch?” she asked curiously. That was a magical game and sport wasn’t it? Maybe he enjoyed that. They could talk about Qudditch right? He didn’t like the name Eddy and only got Ed from one or two people. “Are those people special, because you let them use a nickname?” she asked curiously. She was a very curious small, and so she had lots of questions.