It was a regular day at the Ministry of Magic. Witches and wizards smartly dressed in their trenchcoats and fedora hats streaming from the atrium, heading towards their respective destinations to attend to whatever duties consumed their days.

Theseus sat in his office, working away at his desk in silence, save for the sound of his quill against paper and the occasional outside office noise poking through. He was swamped with paperwork, as per usual, amongst the million other responsibilities he had. Meetings, disciplinary issues and missions were only a few of the other ones. It was what came with having the job of Head Auror. At the end of the day no matter how tedious it was, he was proud of his position.