Hi guys! So I've had this character since the third book came out but only just finished tinkering with her after all this time. So here she is in all her glory, yes this is an oc story. No there are no oc-actual chara pairings. She is not a mary-sue. I just wanted to make that clear, I care about her a lot but she isn't a mary-sue... Anyway, please enjoy and review :D
The knight bus screeched to a halt just outside of privet drive, in front of the wizard teen who had unknowingly flagged it down. The dark haired youth seemed unaware of the keen blue eyes watching him from the other end of the dusty beds, peering from the steps of the upper levels. Selene was perched on the third step, one hand curled around the purple bar to help prevent her body from being jerked around like a rag doll, the other gripping tightly to the daily prophet in hopes of holding the pages together. Despite her best efforts, her hair was very obviously mussed from the journey and the paper torn in several places. The boy proceeded to press some silver into Stan Shunpike's hand and sit on one of the beds.
Selene tilted her head, studying him from the near distance the steps supplied her. Messy dark hair, glasses and bright green eyes. Her target. With the knowledge Harry was safely on the bus with her, she folded her newspaper and carelessly tossed it into the bag she wore over her shoulder. She had tried to tell Fudge that pulling her away from the Sirius Black manhunt was idiocy. If Black were to go for Harry, an auror would be on his tail and would have caught him in no time. However he had been insistent, and time was of the essence.
As the bus kicked into life again, Selene was thrown unceremoniously into the back wall of the bus, fairly sure she bruised her arm in the process. Cursing under her breath, she straightened, grip perhaps slightly more firm on the handrail. Even though her mission was essentially complete, she saw no harm in gazing at the boy as he spoke with Stan. "That man, he was on the muggle news!" and then it all came back to Sirius Black again. She rolled her eyes slightly, surveying the picture held out to Potter. In his youth, Black had not looked quite so frightening, but with his sunken eyes and mane of tangled hair now he truly was a sight to behold.
She watched the photo cackle at Harry, insane eyes swivelling in their sockets. There was something darkly amusing about the transformation this man had undergone, Selene could remember him at the Potters wedding, dressed in his finest. Now, dirty, dingy and so skinny he was practically a skeleton near nobody would recognise the two as one and the same.
Selene had to shift at that moment to let a fellow magic user pass and exit the bus. She envied their escape.
Relaxing as best she could on the step, Selene turned her attention away from potter for a moment and fixed it on how to state her case to Fudge. He seemed to be under the impression that Selene was going to follow Potter to the ends of the earth, rather than just to the end of the bus trip. It had been his opinion that, on finding Harry, she continue to follow him over the summer, then enter Hogwarts and be somewhat of a body guard. Selene did not share this opinion.
The bus once again screeched to a halt, jolting the auror into the side bar once more with a small noise of discomfort. A second witch passed her on her hasty retreat into the night. Stan noticed Selene at that point, and carefully dodged the moving beds, leaving potter with the paper, eager it seemed to find out more. "What you say you was doin' 'ere again, miss Deas?"
Selene shifted her gaze from potter back to Stan with evident displeasure at being disturbed. She knew he was merely fishing for a story, it was always the same on the knight bus. However tonight he was to get no such luck. "Are you in the habit of letting underage wizards travel from one end of the country to the other without any consent from a guardian?" These words, coming from a person already known for working for the ministry made Stan's face drain of colour. He bid Selene a good night and returned to the front of the bus without answering the question.
When the knight bus eventually did reach Potter's stop, Selene too rose. This movement did not go unnoticed by Stan although he was too busy yammering away at potter to pass comment. Selene watched Harry exit the bus before passing Stan who was struggling with Harry's trunk and descending to the path outside the leaky cauldron.
Fudge's hand was already firmly clasped on Harry's shoulder. His brow furrowed at the sight of Selene. "I believe," he murmured just a faint hint of annoyance in his tone, "we agreed you were to contact me the moment you found Harry here…" He squeezed Harry's shoulder as if to prove him to be real and not an illusion. Selene blinked tiredly at the prime minister.
Today had not been the best day of her life. She had been pulled out of bed just five minutes after getting into it, given a mission that required subtly in the way of magic and broom use and so forced to take the swerving knight bus to find a boy she felt no motivation to protect. "We did." she stated, blue eyes once again fixed icily on the teenager that had caused her current trouble, lips curling into a mockery of a smile to satisfy the unfaltering gaze of the prime minister. "However, as Potter was already on his way here, I saw no reason to change his plans."
Fudge did not look amused but his relief at Potters safety outweighed his annoyance with the uncontrollable auror. He steered Harry into the leaky cauldron, making it clear that Selene would have to speak with him later. She sighed heavily, fingers undoing the silver fastenings of her travel cloak as she made her way into the bar and sat down with it draped over her arm. "A fire whiskey and a room for the night please," she stated rather than asked, dropping a hand full of silver onto the table. At least for tonight she could have some small comforts.