Arabella sighed as the last class of the day-a group of badly frightened first years- shuffled out of the classroom. The door slammed behind the last student, and Remus preformed another set of Warding spells on the room.

"What do we do about Snape?" she asked as she twiddled her wand-she was sitting on top of the desk once again. The top button of her black robe was open, revealing the Muggle sweater she was wearing underneath.

"As much as I would like to place an extremely nasty hex on him, I still think we shouldn't do anything drastic," Remus said as he sat down next to Arabella. "This will all eventually pass on."

Sirius sat down on the other side of Arabella. "This is Snape we're talking about Moony-he doesn't let things pass easily. Look at him now-he still a grudge against us!"

"Then again, we did make his life miserable," Arabella smirked.

"Only in self defense," Remus retorted. "He was always the one that started it."

"Too true, too true," Arabella said, a smile playing on her lips. "Remember when we switched his pumpkin juice with the Skele-gro?"

Sirius chuckled. "And remember the time when we used James' Invisibility cloak to sneak into the Slytherin house, stole Snape's underwear and hung them across the Great Hall."

"Don't forget the time we doused him with the water balloons because his hair was so greasy," Remus added.

Arabella cackled. "No wonder he still hates us! We must have scarred him for life!"

"Hey! What about all the things he did to us?" Sirius asked indignantly. "It wasn't like he was the innocent victim and we were the bad guys."

Arabella would have made a comment on the supreme irony of those words coming from Sirius' mouth, but instead held her tongue. She hopped off the desk, and walked towards the door.

"Hey Arabella-where're you going?" Sirius asked. The sudden change in her mood had taken him a little off guard.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Not sure. I'm just going somewhere to think some thinks through, clear my mind."

Remus and Sirius glanced at each other quizzically. "I guess we'll see you at dinner, then," Lupin called after her.

She took out her wand. "I might be a little late," she warned as she took down the warding spells. Sirius shrank back into his dog form as she opened the door. "You know how it is."

She shut the door behind her, and Lupin glumly looked at Snuggles. "Bet you ten Galleons she'll be sitting in front of her Pensieve for the next four hours."

Snuggles sighed.

Lupin slid off of the desk, and walked towards the door. "It's like she's afraid of remembering-did you see the look on her face when she was talking about that time she was captured?"

Snuggles nodded sadly.

"Moody with his paranoia, Fletcher with his lack of honesty, and Arabella with her memories." Lupin smirked bitter sweetly. "Makes me almost happy I couldn't become an Auror myself."

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"I need to speak to ya lad," a gruff voice interrupted Remus's dinner. Remus flinched as he looked up into the badly scarred face of Mad-Eye Moody- it was still a bit of a shock to look at his grotesque face. Remus absentmindedly wondered just how Arabella and Fletcher had been spared from such a fate.

"I've always wanted ta know that too," Moody said as a grin distorted his face even more. Remus remembered that Moody had a knack for reading minds too. "But that twasn't what I needed ta ask ya."

Moody's magical eye was rolling around like mad in his head. "Where's Figg? We need that lass for a meetin'."

"I'm sorry, but I haven't seen her since,"

"Fletcher!" Moody roared, interrupting Remus. "Get yer fork out of me plate!"

Mungundus Fletcher, sitting on the other side of the table, jumped back. "I liked you a lot better when ye didn't have that blasted magical eye, Moody," he grumbled back in his deep Irish brogue. He was a tall wisp of a man, with a head of short graying strawberry blonde hair, a bit of a nose, and a weak chin. His eyes had bags under them, but his brown eyes were quick and wary.

"What did ya think ya was doing!" Moody bellowed.

"Ye 'ave the last of the treacle tarts-didn' look like ye was goin' be eating it!" he retorted.

"Next time Fletcher, ask! Don't jus' assume! Moody roared in reply. Moody turned back to Remus, his gruff voice calmer. "Haven't seen her since when, Remus?"

"Last class of the day," Remus replied, feeling as if he was undergoing some kind of interrogation. "She said she was going somewhere to clear her mind."

Moody humped. "I'd bet me wand arm that lass is in front of her Pensieve right now…though I won't. Can't spare anymore body parts," he said curtly, motioning towards his peg leg. Moody set his real eye back onto Remus. "If ya' see her, send her to Dumbledore's office. We'll be meetin' 'bout nine."

"I'll pass the word to her," Remus assured him.

Moody nodded, and warily made his way back to his seat. Remus glanced down at Snuggles, who was sprawled at the foot of his chair. "I don't suppose you know where she is, because I'd never think she would miss dinner," he said.

Snuggles cocked his head. Sitting up on his haunches, he wagged his head 'no'.

Remus heaved a sigh as he put his napkin on his plate. "We better go find her."

"Don't tell me that the all-powerful Arabella Figg has already gotten herself into trouble," an oily voice commented. Remus coolly acknowledged Snape as he passed by his seat, a slight sneer on Snape's face.

Remus ignored him and his sneer as he got out of his seat. Remus made his way out of the Great Hall, Snuggles at his heels.

"I wish he would sod off," Remus told Snuggles as they made their way towards Arabella's room.

Snuggles nodded sagely in agreement.

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Harry made his way back towards the Gryffindor common room, leaving Hermione and Ron in the library. He wasn't in the mood for talking, or really being with anyone right now.

The voice of Remus interrupted the silence of his thoughts. "Well if Arabella isn't in her room, then where could she be?"

Remus and Sirius in his dog form rounded the corner. Harry didn't say anything, but Remus saw him standing at the end of the hall. "Harry!" he said jovially, his tired eyes lighting up. "I don't suppose you've seen Arabella Figg? I need to tell her something."

Harry stuck his hands in his pockets. "No I haven't. In fact, I was just going back to the common room-I was thinking of polishing my Firebolt for Quidditch practice tomorrow," he replied.

"Starting Quidditch practice already?" Remus said, a grin on his lips. But before Harry could reply, Remus' eyes light up. "Wait-Quidditch! Of course!" he suddenly exclaimed.

Harry wasn't sure if Remus' had suddenly lost his sanity.

"Come on Snuggles-I know where she is," Remus said as he started down the hall. Snuggles followed, but motioned his head for Harry to tag along.

Harry did just that, though he wasn't sure why he was. "Remus-where are you going?" Harry asked as he jogged behind the rather fast Remus and Snuggles.

"The Quidditch field-you'll see why," he replied, a strange glint in his eye and a smile in his lips.

The group made their way through the halls of Hogwarts- Remus and Sirius in the lead, Harry in the back. They burst out of the castle and into the evening air. It was chilly outside-a cool wind played across the grounds, and the dim glow of twilight lit their way.

Remus continued his swift pace across the grounds as the Quidditch field came into view.

Harry's eyes opened in surprise. Out on the field, a blur of a figure was recklessly weaving through the air-though Harry couldn't figure out why someone would be playing Quidditch at this time of the day. The figure became clearer as they got closer, and Harry could make out the second blurred shape of a Bludger.

They finally reached the foot of the field. Harry watched the figure play a game with the Bludger. A Bludger is designed to collide into the object closest to it, and since the figure was the only one flying, the Bludger naturally rocketed towards the person.

But it wasn't like the person couldn't handle the Bludger. The person flew the air with the speed of a Nimbus 2001- it was obvious from where Harry stood that the person was a natural on a broom and with a Bludger bat in hand. The person struck with the same ferocity of a Bludger.

"Arabella hasn't lost her touch on a broom," a voice whispered in Harry's ear. Harry turned in shock at his godfather-Harry was about to tell him off for changing out of his dog form out in the open, when Remus' voice interrupted, urgency hinted in his voice. "Run."

"What?" Harry asked, confused- until he saw that the Bludger was zooming right towards them.

The three of them made a mad dash away from the field, but they had no hope of outrunning a Bludger. Harry numbly hoped that if he was so unfortunate to be hit that the collision wouldn't be that painful.

"Duck!" he heard a distant voice yell. Harry threw himself to the ground-Remus and Sirius fell next to him.

Harry clenched his teeth as the Bludger grazed his hair. He watched the Bludger slowly arch back for it's return trip.

As the Bludger continued its course back, a broom soared over him, rustling Harry's clothes and hair. He craned his neck, and watched as the figure on the broom began a game of chicken with the Bludger-she was about of hit it head on.

"Is she insane!" Remus shouted in outrage as he looked up.

"Don't worry Moony," Sirius reassured him. "Arabella knows what she's doing."

She jumped of her broom at a height of twelve feet.

"She's bonkers!" Sirius yelled, his face in disbelief. "Completely bonkers!"

Harry, Remus and Sirius watched Arabella fall to the ground. But half way to the earth, her body doubled over.

"She landed on top of the Bludger!" Harry remarked in shock.

Arabella hit the ground on her back with a thump and a groan. But before Remus and Sirius could run over, the Bludger dragged Arabella wildly across the grounds, struggling to free itself. Arabella clutched the Bludger with a death grip. "Accio Bludger-OWW!" she yelled as the Bludger jumped into her chin. "Not you, you," Harry didn't catch the rest, but it sounded nasty. "I meant ACCIO Bludger BOX! The BOX damnit!"

The Box flew through the air, and violently hit Arabella in the back of the head. She struggled to her feet, but the vicious Bludger threw her back to the ground. "Are you going to stand there or are you going to lend me a hand!" she shouted at Remus and Sirius.

They ran to her- Sirius helped her with the Bludger as Remus opened the box. Finally, with one last shove, Arabella and Sirius got the Bludger back under its straps. Remus slammed the cover shut, and all three heaved a sigh of relief.

"If you all hadn't come out here, that Bludger would have been a lot more manageable," Arabella said, rubbing her chin broodingly. She turned to her right, and the sight of Sirius standing there caused her face to turn a dark red.

"WHAT the HELL do you think you're doing!" she bellowed at him, her eyes burning with fury. Sirius and Remus shrank back. "Do you REALIZE that you just can't stand out in the open like that! If the Ministry got so much as a hint that you were here…"

Sirius shrank back into his dog form. Arabella's voice became softer, almost as if she regretted her outburst. "IF you are going to walk around like that, then get an Invisibility Cloak." Picking up the Bludger box and her broomstick, she headed back towards the castle.

"Arabella," Remus called as they followed her back. "Moody wants you in Dumbledore's office at nine for a meeting."

"What time is it now?" she asked as she continued towards the castle.

"Eight-thirty."

"Good-that's enough time to have a cup of tea first," she said. "Come on, we'll have it back in my office."

"I should be heading back for the common room," Harry interrupted.

"If you want a cup of tea, you can come," Arabella curtly said.

Harry couldn't find the right words in order to refuse the Auror's offer. So he instead shut his mouth, and followed them.

Ink'n'Imp's Note~I apologize deeply for not posting for such a long time, but the battle against my personal You-Know-Who {my school} has really taking up all of my free time. Luckily, today I came down with a rather nasty head cold, and since I could not confront that evil foe of mine, I was able to continue this story. Next time I post, Arabella will make Harry an offer he can't refuse, why she is called imp shall be revealed, and the order of the phoenix will be reinstated.

Arabella's Note: I'm still deciding what curse would work best against Snape, though Snuggles and I agree that totally humiliation serves us best.

Sirius' note: It's Snuffles.

Remus' Note: Can we get over this Snuggles/snuffles thing?

Sirius' Note: NEVER!

Arabella's Note: We shall see…I ALWAYS get the last word in these matters.

Sirius' Note: No you don't

Remus' Note: Yes she does. Just give up Padfoot.

Sirius' Note: I say we settle this with a game a Quidditch.

Arabella's Note: You're on.

Remus' Note: :::Shakes head in disgust and walks away:::