Persistent Failure

[Cassander Goyle]

Fueled by his high NEWT scores, Cass had gone in to the Ministry hoping to find someone able to give an apparation test. There had been someone, but unfortunately Cassander had found himself with another failure.

He had to learn to apparate, had to, and he'd splinched himself again. He flexed his hand angrily and looked at the fine, pale scar that now traced a line from between the first and second finger on his left hand down to just above the outside of his wrist. The repair had been perfect except for leaving that scar, but splinching off part of his hand hardly counted as a victory. In fact, it completely demolished his good feeling from receiving his scores.

As he sat on a bench in the Ministry lobby, Cass tried to figure out what to do next. He had to get his license before he began the Auror Training Program in the fall, and he was completely uncertain how to do that at this point. There was only a month left. He never should have put it off this long.

  

[Benedict Sterling]

It was a cooler day at the Ministry. Benedict was currently walking towards the apparation test offices, hoping to catch Jonathan Webster to invite him for a bit of archery and good fun. Something stopped him though, and Ben furrowed his brow, as he saw a rather crestfallen looking young man. He recognized his face -- and Auror in training, wasn't it?

Stopped for a moment by the fact that the young Auror in training's name had escaped him, Ben contemplated for a moment before deciding to just see what the young man was looking so down about. Judging by where the young man was, Ben figured he might have failed his apparation test. But it would be best to make sure. "Everything all right?" Ben inquired, a hand in his pocket.