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Chapter Twenty-six: Exchanging glares

Dumbledore:

"If I may", the old Professor began looking over at her Gryffindor Cubs, "Why is Mr Stelio here? And how in the name of Merlin did he manage to apparate into the teachers' lounge?"

Dumbledore looked at her bemused, blue eyes sparkling with excitement. His teachers had been more than a little confused at the appearance of the young Miss Granger's guardian's appearance. Within three seconds the man had managed to gain the disdain of Severus (which wasn't at all that surprising considering his similarities to a certain mister Black) and the ever more growing interest of the rest of his faculty.

Currently, Mr Stelio was standing by the Gryffindor table talking to his charge and her friends. He noticed the interest he took in the Weasley twins. Undoubtedly congratulating them on their latest prank.

Professor McGonagall let out an irritable sigh. Quickly the headmaster meet her gaze.

"I do not believe Mr Stelio has in fact apparated into the teachers' lounge," he said with a thoughtful smile. "As to why he is here. We have an understanding. He wishes to protect Miss Granger and in return he is willing to help us find the culprit."

Minerva nodded still looking over to those she considered her cubs. Looking directly at Hermione Granger as she did.

Dumbledore knew Minerva suspected that Gabriel Stelio wasn't all that she seemed. He didn't hide himself well. He claimed to be a wizard, he could back it up with the ability, yet he stumbled over basic knowledge of the world. Not to mention the overwhelming power that seemed to radiate from him. No wizard could hold so much power.

"He is very vocal isn't he?", Severus hissed as he joined them at the head table, giving Gabriel a glare. And just as if he had heard him, the other man turned his head and sent the Slytherin head a glare that even from the distance shook though the Professors bones. Looking in horror, two professors looked at their headmaster who also seemed a little shaken.

"What is he?" The two whispered underneath their breath.

"I do not know."

Snape scoffed at his superior's words.

"And you allowed him to enter the school. Are you completely insane?"

"I must agree with Severus, Albus. We cannot have something we do not understand running around the halls. We do not know what he is capable of." McGonagall's unusual panic maid Dumbledore smile.

"I may not be able to tell you much about him but I do know this. Mr Stelio cannot enter the school without an invitation. Nor will he do anything that will possibly endanger Miss Granger."

He looked back at the man who was wildly gesturing to his goddaughter a bright grin on both their faces. The young girls magic reacting to Gabriel's powers.

Dumbledore frowned.

"Fascinating."

Gabriel:

"You Sirs", Gabriel pointed at Fred and George "are an inspiration to us all."

He let out another laugh as he let his eyes wander to the Slytherin table where a very confused seventh year was sitting, trying to hide the last bit of tangerine skin. The Weasley twins alongside their brother and Harry joined the guardian angel in their laughter.

Gabriel still didn't like Ronald all that much, but he put up with him (he did defend Hermione after all). Harry had managed to gain respect from the archangel, just though the loyalty he showed his friends. The Weasley twins were just bonus.

Hermione let out an audible snort has she kept on reading.

"Ow, come on now 'Mione." Gabriel cued. He knew that face, her mother wore it often enough. Mainly using it on him or David. The face of disappointment.

"You shouldn't be encourage them." She huffed not even bothering to look up at him. But he could see the slight smile playing on her lips. He let out a sigh when he felt a glare in the back of his neck.

Gabriel, of course, heard every word of Dumbledore and McGonagall's conversation, but he had let them discuss. Now he felt the stairs of three pairs of eyes. He turned around to face the potions master, who was glaring down at him. Gabriel reciprocated with a flash of his eyes. Satisfied by the shock in their eyes, Gabriel turned back to the kids.

"Now Hermione, I am merely encouraging this boys creative spirit." He grinned and winked at the twins.

"Sure you are. Nothing to do with your own passion for trickery." Something about the way she emphasised the word made Gabriel shake his head, grin deepening slightly.

"Fine. Gentlemen, my Lady, and Ronald. I believe you're headmaster wants a word with me." He nodded his head in their direction, ruffling Hermione's hair as he went passed. Cringing slightly when he heard the old man's catchphrase once again.

"Fascinating."

Ugh as if the old man wasn't annoying enough.