Episode 2: a witch's point of view

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Here's a new episode, this time in Ivy's perspective of things, I hope you enjoy and review as well as swing by my other stories and give them a little love too.

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Ivy sighed as she continued to polish glasses like she always did in the mornings, thinking back the battle of Hogwarts and how everything went kind of wrong...

Four years earlier...

Ivy was stood in the wreckage that was the main courtyard of Hogwarts school, tired and relieved, he was gone... Voldemort was gone, and this time it was for good! However, Ivy knew that in war there where casualties, the Patil twins had died facing the Lestrange brothers, Cho Chang died surprisingly by her own father's hand for rejecting his views, Percy Weasley died jumping in between one of the Carrow's taking a killing curse to save Fred and George, Colin killed by falling stone masonry in the entrance hall, Tonks was dead because of Bellatrix Lestrange leaving Remus a widower and a single father however that didn't last as little Teddy ended up in the care of his grandmother Andromeda, despite all of the anti-werewolf and anti-creator laws being abolished, his grief was simply too great to handle, Amelia Bones perished at the hands of Yaxley, and so many others to followed after that.

After the Battle there were trials for the hundreds up on hundreds of death eaters that where captured as well as corrupt ministry officials and other criminals that slipped through the cracks previously, of all of the convictions Ivy was disgusted to find out that Joanna Fudge ( niece to former minister Fudge) of wizarding children's services was sentenced for six hundred years for selling the muggleborn children she removed from abusive homes as "pets" (cough... sex slaves...cough) to pureblood/death eater families or killing them if they didn't sell, only after extracting their magic and then selling that to the highest bidder as well!

Another trial Ivy attended was the trial of Deloris Umbridge, she had to sit through days of the horrible toad like woman try to bluster and make pathetic excuses for her inhumane actions, it was exposed that she had set up so many farce trials against mugglebornes just so she could send them to the death camps, many had survived but changed after their experiences, however the ones that didn't survive Ivy couldn't even describe the horror that they must have been through, Umbridge also gleefully admitted to sending the dementors after Ivy, torturing students during her time as a professor of Hogwarts as well as a slew of other crimes that where too grisly to talk about in public, for which earned her death by magical firing squad.

Professor Snape had been exonerated on evidence that Ivy herself had provided, much to the horror of the wizarding public, Lucius Malfoy's innocence was actually proven when he was scanned for spells that may have had forced actions, it turned out that he was under the mind shackle spell, the magical signature of which belonged to his own father and maintained by several family members, the only people who didn't know where his wife and son, he now resides in the Januce Thickey ward at St Mungo's much to his family's sadness, Ivy truly felt for them too, despite everyone else wanting Lucius Malfoy to be punished for things he was forced to do at the hands of a tyrannical parent.

However, the most shocking trial, had to be that of Albus-too-many-names- Dumbledore, it turned out that he'd gotten addicted to the fame, power and notoriety that came with defeating Grindewald, and when his fame began wane he decided to create another dark lord, and Tom Marvolo Riddle was the ideal target in his mind and all because of his situation, he created Voldemort, however things got of control and he got too powerful for Dumbledore to handle so he needed to do something about it, he created a false prophesy and set Voldemort going, and either way Dumbledore had a prophesy child, Ivy.

So, he chose to manipulate the situation even more, he allowed Ivy to be abused by the Dursleys to make her malleable, he also set everything up during her school years to test her, Ivy was infuriated at his actions. He also admitted to stealing from her vaults and paid Ron and Hermione to befriend her, and tried to set up a marriage contract between Ivy and Ron at Molly Weasley's request, however he couldn't due to James and Lily had signed a contract with the Diggory family, between Ivy and the late Cedric Diggory. His trial didn't last any longer than an hour after that resulting in two thousand years sealed in a life support crystal under the newly rebuilt Azkaban prison once he confessed to the rest of his crimes, which were too numerous to name.

Ron, Hermione and Molly Weasley had received eight months each for their hand in things, however they were released early because of good behaviour, but they couldn't show their faces in public again. The news of her friend's betrayal she not only disowned them, she called in the life debts they owed her and reactivated the blood feud between the houses of Potter and Prewitt, oh Ivy knew about the feud, she read about what Richard Prewitt did to Evangeline Potter and her husband all those years ago and she was disgusted with the fact that the rest of the Prewitt family condoned it and so the blood feud was declared.

After all of the trials, Ivy was tired, and in no state to join the auror corps like everyone wanted her too, she still had sleepless nights and struggled in her everyday life, the press wouldn't leave her alone, one morning she had found a camera pressed up to her living room window, resulting in a full-blown nervous breakdown, and an emergency trip to St Mungo's, where she was diagnosed with PTSD and depression, after hearing the word depression Ivy decided that she had, had enough and decided to move out of her current place and somewhere quiet. However, things didn't go to plan and Ivy ended up bouncing from place to place and her depression seemed to get worse with each move, it wasn't until she had attempted suicide and was saved by a complete stranger, she began to turn her life around, she got help in the form of anti-depressant potions, before making her new plans.

So, the first thing she did was visit Gringotts to see what properties she owned one of which was a bar in New York, following that she left England and travelled for a while making her first port of call Totsuki academy of fine dining followed by NYCU for a book keeping course and after that it was bartending school. It was only after all that she finally began working on getting The Drunken Druid ready for business, but there was so much to do including wiring, gas and water, infrastructure repair and finally décor, including the voodoo heads that had to remain there (in accordance to the will) ...

Return to now...

The door to the bar opened causing the heads to complain about the cold, Ivy out of curiosity put the glass she was polishing on the bar top and headed towards the commotion only to be greeted with the visage of sheriff Bigby Wolf himself, mayor Cole had told Ivy that he' probably show up sooner or later. Ivy quietly looked him over, while he looked smart, he also looked quite unkept, he had a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, black slacks and black shoes, in his back pocket was a box, most likely cigarettes and his lighter, his chestnut brown hair was wild and unmaintained, frown lines marred his handsome, chiselled face and stubble coated his chin only adding to his rugged appearance.

"Shut the dammed door" yelled the Haitian head breaking Ivy out of her thoughts, causing the young witch to smile.

"Oi, what have I told you about scaring the customers!" Ivy called out in mock irritation leading Ivy to speak to Bigby and introduce herself as she poured him a drink.

As the hour progressed Ivy continued to speak with the sheriff as she served drinks to her customers, some of which were from her own community while others where fables of some sort. Once the sheriff left Ivy pulled her wand out from the holster on her wrist, and used a spell to transport her books to the business office, not knowing of the rules about magic in the area, but relieved that she finally had the chance to turn her books over any way.

As the day progressed into late afternoon Ivy continued to serve drinks to the numerous customers that came through her door, enjoying the monotonous nature of her job, and the fact that she was her own boss, with no interference from Dumbledore, the Weasleys or anyone else for that matter, much to everyone else's chagrin. Ivy sighed as she looked at the clock on the wall, it was ten o'clock at night and time for her to close up and count up the takings, and so with a feeling of reluctance she reached out a rope attached to an old brass bell and rang it.

"Allright fella's, it's time, so finish up and hop it" said Ivy as she watched as the remaining customers drain their drinks with excessive speed, once the glasses where empty Ivy collected the empty glasses while the customers grabbed coats, hats, scarves and gloves then proceeded to exit the Drunken Druid on mass.

With all the excitement over Ivy went about her admin work along with any cleaning that was needed, before she headed deeper into the back area of the bar towards a door marked privet manager only, pulling out a set of keys, Ivy unlocked the door and walked up the stairs towards another door.

As she opened the door Ivy was greeted by a trio of barks and a hoot causing her to smile as she saw the source of the noise, it was Hedwig and a Cerberus puppy known as Cerby who was currently running around her in a small circle, all three heads snapping agitatedly at his stubby tail. Ivy smiled as she bent down and scratched one of his heads before pulling of her green heels massaging her ankles in the process, easing her feet into her fluffy slippers she sighed with relief and padded towards the living room with Cerby trailing behind her, as she sank into her squishy vintage leather sofa, pulling her legs on the other half of the sofa before Cerby could climb up, grabbed the remote and turned on her smart tv, selecting a new program to watch, Mirai Niki not a new program to the world but to her it was new and exciting. Suddenly there was a quiet pop and Dobby appeared with a tray with a pot of tea and all of the necessary paraphernalia to go with it on it.

"Hey Dobby, thanks" said Ivy reaching for the milk and pouring it into a tea cup, filling it half way before adding the hot tea.

"Miss Ivy not need worry miss, Dobby fed doggy and Hediwiggy, and warmed room for yous" exclaimed the house elf happily.

"Thanks Dobby, oh uhh... can you fetch me the take-out menu, preferably the Chinese menu please" asked Ivy politely as she pulled a fluffy throw up over her lap, while Dobby disappeared and reappeared with a take-out menu from the Silver Krane Chinese take away. After a few minutes of looking through the menu Ivy decided on several of her favourites from the menu she got up, walked to the kitchen, grabbed the phone and made her order.

"No, I don't need it delivered, I can come and get it, my puppy needs a walk as well, thank you, I'll be there in twenty minutes" said Ivy politely as she finished making the order and hung up the phone.

Ivy quickly changed out of her work clothes and into a baby blue track suit with black trainers, grabbed Cerby's harness and leash as well as her purse, once they were ready the odd pair set off at a light jog as they made their way to get Ivy's dinner. On the way to the take away on bishop street both Ivy and Cerby received odd looks from the other fables she came across, probably because they had never seen some one walking a three headed puppy before, however Ivy simply didn't care, she was simply content to be with her four-legged friend regardless of who saw them.

Once at the take-out Ivy tied Cerby up outside and went to pay for her food and spoke with the girl at the till for a moment, after that she exited the building untied Cerby and began the walk home. The walk went smoothly until she was back on Pavrell street, when she was nearly knocked over by a tall relatively young-looking man, with long blond hair tied back in a low hanging pony tail, he was dressed in denim jeans, a white t-shirt and a denim sleeveless jacket.

"Hey, watch it!... oh, sorry didn't notice you there" Said the man angrily before his tone change to a nicer tone when he noticed that the person who bumped into him was female.

"No, it's my fault, I better get in, sorry for knocking into you" replied Ivy forcing herself not to roll her eyes at the man's blatant flirting, before heading back toward the Drunken Druid and her apartment.

Once she was inside the bar she headed back up into her apartment where she found the table set for her meal. Ivy smiled as she put the bag with her food in it, on the table then bent down and undid Cerby's harness and leash before he headed into the living room and climbed into his covered, wicker-work dog basket and began to dose off. Ivy smiled a little at Cerby's behaviour before she sat down and proceeded to dig into her dinner, starting with the satay chicken skewers and spare ribs, after eating half of each, she went on to the mains, duck in orange sauce, lemon chicken, satay prawns and mixed meat fried rice, once again making her way through half of it before going to fetch some tupper ware containers to store it all in the fridge for the next day.

Once that was over, Ivy decided to go and have a long bath, hopping that she could forget the day and sleep the night, so she ran the bath adding some deep sleep bath salts, sighing as the smell of lavender, camomile and jasmine reached my nose, once the steaming water was done running, Ivy decided to put one of her favourite records on. And so, she lay back in the foaming hot bath smiling as the voices of Terrance Trent D'arby, Bob Marley, Nina Simone and Johnny Cash filling the bathroom as she went over the course of events that went on throughout the day. However, her train of thought fell on the sheriff, Bigby, there was something about him that made her magic sing, but she didn't know why, it made her wonder what it was about the sheriff that made her magic, it wasn't like Ivy didn't like it, it felt like a good thing after so long, after spending nearly two years of her life in the black pit of depression, she only hoped that, these feelings would carry on as well as the singing her magic was doing would keep going on too.

Once out of the bath, Ivy grabbed a pair of warm fleecy pyjamas on and walked to her room and clambered into bed, smiling slightly as she felt the hot water bottle at her feet, mentaly thanking Dobby for taking care of her Ivy sunk down even further under her duvet, pulling it up to her ears, falling into a deep sleep worthy of the god Morpheus, with dreams filled with flowers, music and surprisingly enough, Bigby Wolf too.

The next morning Ivy woke up to her 5.00 alarm as usual feeling a lot happier that she had been in a long time. She got on with her morning jobs with ease while Dobby was prepping ingredients in the kitchen ready for food orders, after taking her anti-depressant potion, Ivy fed and walked Cerby as well as set her laundry to go wash too, before heading downstairs to get ready to open up the bar for the day, placing drip trey's in under the beer pump nozzles and soft drink bargun, and placing the cash trey's in the tills, only then was Ivy ready to open up the Drunken Druid for the day.

There was already a small que of customers waiting for Ivy to unlock the front door of the bar, making her want to laugh as she unlocked the entrance hall and the front door, she smiled as she heard the customers murmur about what they were going to eat that day, a couple of witches where talking about having the cake and sandwich meal deal, while another more burley male fable wanting the black forest game stew, some wanted to try the new drinks as they had never come across the beers that Ivy served before, excited at the variety to try in both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks.

There were also a few people coming in looking for jobs, Ivy simply took their details and resume's and told them that she'd contact them if she had any vacancies, and so Ivy went back to work, taking food and drink orders, pulling pints, mixing cocktails and running food to tables. It was monotonous, it was dull in some people's minds but Ivy enjoyed this life, she found it peaceful, and also exiting at the same time, she loved putting her Totsuki training into action when creating recipe's or reinventing old classics for her menu, as well as putting her bar school training to use and mixing and designing cocktails for her customers or making artisan coffees, teas and hot chocolates for those who don't drink, making each one different. Once the lunch rush began, Ivy was pushed for orders but was relishing the challenge of getting every one orders out onto the tables ready to eat.

"Excuse me, what would you recommend for lunch here?" came a commanding female voice came to Ivy's attention as she reappeared behind the bar after delivering a batch of desserts to a table in one of the snugs. Ivy looked at the woman, she looked quite elegant, wearing a pant suit, with a buttoned-up baby blue shirt with white snowflakes on, she had coal black hair and, eyes like blue chips of ice, Ivy realised that this was Snow White, the princess and deputy mayor of Fabletown.

"Well, Miss White, if it's a winter warmer you'd like I'd recommend the Black forest game stew, Chikuzenni, soup or cottage pie, or if it's something lighter, I'd recommend the sandwich and cake meal or an open grilled sandwich or if you'd like something different there's always one of the daily specials" Ivy explained pointing out the options on the menu and the specials board behind her.

"How did you?" asked Snow in confusion before shaking her head and looking back at the menu before ordering a bowl of the soup of the day, which was pea, mint and spring onion before returning to her table, going over files as she waited for her meal, occasionally looking up to observe Ivy as she pulled pints and ran food, hers included, in Snow's mind Ivy was an enigma, she was a hardened soldier and powerful magic user who could kill everyone with a handful of words , yet she was an amazing bar keeper and hostess who genuinely loves and cares for her patrons with each meal served and drink poured, it made Snow wonder about Ivy and what she had been through, it amazed her that Ivy was still sane and is still a good woman.

It wasn't long after that a few other fables came into the Drunken Druid, Beauty and her husband Beast, who didn't seem to approve of the place but had reportedly heard good things about it, so while Beauty looked for a table, beast approached the bar and waited for Ivy to see to his order.

"Hey, can you do a pot of earl grey for me and my wife?" he asked as he pulled out his wallet.

"Sure, that'll be three dollars" replied Ivy, surprising Beast at the low price, fishing out a five-dollar bill handing it to Ivy after she had made the pot of tea for him, ivy smiled and gave him the change, before following him with the trey to the table by the fire in the north snug, receiving a thank you from Beauty as she set the tea pot, milk, cups and saucers on the table before heading back to the bar to serve more customers.

Over the course of the afternoon Ivy saw and served a large and colourful crowd of Fables and magic users making her question about what else was out there, when it came to magical beings in the world, seeing as she came across many beings in her life, but there was still much she didn't know, and she looked forward to finding out.