RP: Damage Control
Date: Tuesday, March 12, 1999
Characters: Andromeda Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt
Location: Minister's Office
Status: Private
Summary: Andromeda and Kingsley have a talk
Completion: Complete
At the moment, it was all too easy to see why so many ancestors had chosen dark paths. There had been moments when it was tempting in the past, but it wouldn't really solve anything, so the urge had quickly passed. Andromeda knew better than most people that life wasn't fair and that rash actions were pointless. Still, it didn't make her stop planning ways to torture the woman who had successfully ruined her day nor did it make her any less inclined to think of ways that Elidocia Waltham could suffer. Since she wasn't going to go curse the woman, she could at least indulge in such plotting in her mind.
When she had taken Teddy to Sunny Days that morning, she'd known that the day would be horrible. The Prophet had posted their slanderous article in the morning edition, so people had already read the false claims of Kingsley's involvement with the recent mining disaster, and they'd read the allegations of an affair between her and the Minister. She had been angry when she read the paper, moreso because the lies would hurt Kingsley's image and because the bloody reporter had dragged Draco's name into the mess. Her nephew had been working hard to move past the bad choices he'd made, and this Waltham woman had no right involving him.
While she was rather hardened to attacks against herself, she was more angry than she cared to acknowledge about the woman going after Draco. Kingsley was a target, of course, and she was actually surprised that there hadn't been more discontent with him than there had been. The article was false, of course, and there was no need to be stressed or worried about something that could be disproved and shown to be lies. If anything, the right approach could increase his public appeal and decrease the public's reliance on the Prophet for 'factual' news.
No, the thing that bothered her about it was that it had gone beyond a political attack and become personal. Not only was the woman making claims about his time in office, but she was making accusations about his private life. Even if Andy had been shagging him every night at six, they were both single and unattached. It was the insinuation that she was somehow a dark wizard yet also a blood traitor that made everything tawdry and wrong. She still hadn't quite figured out how she had somehow come to represent both Riddle's followers as well as blood traitors to the Pureblood cause. The article was contradictory, at best, and lacking factual evidence for any of its allegations.
If it caused trouble for her nephew or Teddy, she'd see to it that Waltham was unable to even find a job writing out ingredients lists for Bertie Botts. Tempting as it was to simply go torture the woman, Andy knew that torture would be over much too quickly, so the suffering wouldn't be appropriate. There were much less messy ways to take care of problems.
With a shake of her head, she grabbed a pile of files off her desk and left her office. She noted who stared and whispered as she walked past them on her way to Kingsley's office. Her meeting with him would begin soon, and she wanted an idea who they had on their personal staff that believed lies and wasn't trustworthy. It was time to discuss the article and to figure out appropriate damage control. She'd worry about herself later.
Characters: Andromeda Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt
Location: Minister's Office
Status: Private
Summary: Andromeda and Kingsley have a talk
Completion: Complete
At the moment, it was all too easy to see why so many ancestors had chosen dark paths. There had been moments when it was tempting in the past, but it wouldn't really solve anything, so the urge had quickly passed. Andromeda knew better than most people that life wasn't fair and that rash actions were pointless. Still, it didn't make her stop planning ways to torture the woman who had successfully ruined her day nor did it make her any less inclined to think of ways that Elidocia Waltham could suffer. Since she wasn't going to go curse the woman, she could at least indulge in such plotting in her mind.
When she had taken Teddy to Sunny Days that morning, she'd known that the day would be horrible. The Prophet had posted their slanderous article in the morning edition, so people had already read the false claims of Kingsley's involvement with the recent mining disaster, and they'd read the allegations of an affair between her and the Minister. She had been angry when she read the paper, moreso because the lies would hurt Kingsley's image and because the bloody reporter had dragged Draco's name into the mess. Her nephew had been working hard to move past the bad choices he'd made, and this Waltham woman had no right involving him.
While she was rather hardened to attacks against herself, she was more angry than she cared to acknowledge about the woman going after Draco. Kingsley was a target, of course, and she was actually surprised that there hadn't been more discontent with him than there had been. The article was false, of course, and there was no need to be stressed or worried about something that could be disproved and shown to be lies. If anything, the right approach could increase his public appeal and decrease the public's reliance on the Prophet for 'factual' news.
No, the thing that bothered her about it was that it had gone beyond a political attack and become personal. Not only was the woman making claims about his time in office, but she was making accusations about his private life. Even if Andy had been shagging him every night at six, they were both single and unattached. It was the insinuation that she was somehow a dark wizard yet also a blood traitor that made everything tawdry and wrong. She still hadn't quite figured out how she had somehow come to represent both Riddle's followers as well as blood traitors to the Pureblood cause. The article was contradictory, at best, and lacking factual evidence for any of its allegations.
If it caused trouble for her nephew or Teddy, she'd see to it that Waltham was unable to even find a job writing out ingredients lists for Bertie Botts. Tempting as it was to simply go torture the woman, Andy knew that torture would be over much too quickly, so the suffering wouldn't be appropriate. There were much less messy ways to take care of problems.
With a shake of her head, she grabbed a pile of files off her desk and left her office. She noted who stared and whispered as she walked past them on her way to Kingsley's office. Her meeting with him would begin soon, and she wanted an idea who they had on their personal staff that believed lies and wasn't trustworthy. It was time to discuss the article and to figure out appropriate damage control. She'd worry about herself later.