Clad it suits and ties, Harry and Ron waited outside the fishbowl glass conference room in the Ministry of Magic. The boys nervously fidgeted with their shirt collars and cufflinks. From around the corner, a clacking of heels could now be heard, announcing Hermione as she now appeared, crossing the obsidian tiled floors that came from just off the Ministry atrium. She looked very well put-together in a creamy business suit with matching skirt.