It was your first day working at the Ministry of Magic. You were eighteen, and got a job at (random department). However, you got lost. You ended up in the Department of Mysteries, on the ninth floor. As you walked down the dark Hall of Prophecies, you bumped into a tall human figure. The person turned around, showing to be no other than Lucius Malfoy. His piercing grey eyes stared down at you, as he raised a eyebrow. "You are not supposed to be here." He said, scowling. "Who are you?"