part ten
lalala i'm on part ten...
right, for ease's sake, lets say the MWPP people graduated in 1978. if harry was born in 1981, and he's fourteen at the end of the fourth book, then as this is the sixth year i'm writing about he's 16, and so the year is 1997. if students graduate at 17/18 depending on their birthdays, then the MWPP people would be.... 37 going on 38... okay end of maths... you'll see the significance later.
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"I'm handing in my resignations.." Edea held out a slip of parchment.
"Edea, are you serious?"
"No, that's my husband." Edea grinned faintly,
"Are you sure about this?"
"i can't hold up two jobs at once." Edea shrugged. "Two full time jobs at that."
"You're one of the best we have on the team."
"There are better."
Arabella Figg sighed. "If you insist." She took the piece of parchment, read it, then put it in a desk drawer. "The Auror team wont be the same without you. You know you're welcome back at any time. Hogwarts should consider themselves very lucky..."
"i'm sure they do."
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****FLASHBACK****
"Sirius... If you want to destroy my sweater, thats really the right way of going about it." James pulled his blue jumper out of reach of his best friend.
"I wasn't destroying it..." sirius made a grab for it.
"You are not, under any circumstances taking it to the shreiking shack with us, okay? I happen to like it." James stuffed the jumper back into his trunk.
"But its soft... and nice... and i need a bed in that place."
"Use your own stuff for bed rags." James laughed at his friend.
"I dont have any huge blue fluffy jumpers, and plus you never wear it anyway."
"Doesn't mean i dont like it, or want it ripped into little bits by an irate werewolf and a dog."
"It wont get ripped, i just hate sleeping on that ruddy splintery floor."
"We're hardly ever in there anyway."
"Yes, but... thats not the point!" Sirius groaned. "Please James?"
"No." james said rolling his eyes, "Mum'd kill me if she saw that torn to shreds as well as all my normal school stuff."
James disappeared down the stairs as he heard Remus calling him, leaving Sirius staring at a blue sleeve poking out through the half shut trunk lid.
"Right, Prongsy, you've had it." he grinned wickedly.
**END***
"What're we doing in here?" Hermione coughed as she inhaled a mouthful of dust. Harry had led Ron and her into the shreiking shack.
"Planning a birthday." Harry explained.
"Which we can't do in the common room, or in the dormitory?" Hermione asked doubtfully, looking round at the mangled furniture.
"Nope." Harry said. "Sirius knows the Gryffindor portrait password, and he's so nosy he'd ask what we were planning. He'd find us in the dorms, and anywhere else in the castle. This way we can see him coming and he wont necessarily come here anyway."
"I thought he'd have left Hogwarts now..." Ron mused, testing out a chair.
"Dumbledore offered him a job." hermione said exasperatedly, "You know half the time i dont think you're listening to a word i say. He's a sort of cross between groundsman and guard. Basically he gets to creep around the grounds looking shifty."
"Right up his street then." Ron grinned.
"Look, he's my godfather, and as far as i know hasn't had a decent birthday since... what the hell is that?"
Crookshanks had crawled out from under a cupboard in the corner covered in dust, and dragging something motheaten and blue behind it.
Hermione picked up her cat, and tried in vain to brush the dust off. Harry crouched down close to the floor and inspected the pile of rag the cat had left when Hermione had picked it up.
"What is it?" Ron asked.
Harry picked it up, "it LOOKS like a jumper.." One of the sleeves was falling off on the shoulder seams and it had various moth holes in the rest. The dust coverage gave it a grey complexion.
"Maybe Sirius left it from when we met him here..." hermione said, dropping her cat onto the table.
"Maybe..." Harry wondered.
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"What do you mean you dumped your job... how can you just dump a highly paid ministry job?" Sirius said in exasperation to Edea.
"It was very easy actually, you know- you write a resignation letter..."
"Funny Funny." Sirius grinned, "But seriously, why'd you do it?"
"I dont agree with how its run, so basically if you dont like it, you dont do it, right?"
"That makes sense." Sirius looked like this was slightly too much to swallow. "But..."
"No buts." Edea walked round the corner with Sirius, who walked face first into Snape.
"Well well." Snape dusted off his robes. "If it isnt Black and his little wife."
"not so little thank you very much." Edea shook her head smiling, "I would say pick on someone your own size, but i am your size so theres little point in me saying that."
"I'd like a word with you." Snape said icily.
"Oh?" Edea asked, crossing her arms.
Sirius looked from Edea to Snape and back again, he frowned, something was going on.
"I got a very interesting owl just now." Snape said in almost a whisper.
"did you really? What sort of interesting? Was it a mono-wing or something?" Edea asked lightly.
"Very funny." Snape said, not finding it funny in the least. "i find it interesting... that my elderly mother should have been charmed out of her own house by someone (who funnily enough matches your description) because this intruder refused to leave."
"Isn't that odd." Edea said, smiling, "I have a double."
"Or maybe your little disappearing act this morning had a motive." Snape's eyes narrowed.
"Hey now." Sirius stood in between them, "What the hell would Edea want with your crappy little house?" It was clear from his tone of voice that he wasn't understanding.
"Well, Mister Black... whilst you were.. 'unavoidably detained' shall we say? Your dear wife had other plans."
"You will shut your ugly mouth before i shut it for you." Edea snarled at Snape.
"What the HELL is going on?" Sirius yelled at Snape.
Snape just smiled, before turning on his heel. "Another mystery for you, *Padfoot*." He walked back down the corridor he had come, with a definite spring in his step.
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***FLASHBACK***
"DuCruet?" Snape had opened the door to his home to find a very much drenched old school enemy of his standing on the doorstep, soaked to the bone in the howling storm.
"Hey." Edea sniffed, very much subdued.
"What on Earth are you doing here?" Snape opened the door letting her in. "What's happened?"
"Do you want a whole life story or just the latest scoop?" Edea asked.
"I'm up to the boyfriend in Azkaban bit." Snape let out a smirk.
Edea sneezed, then fainted on the floor in a wet puddle.
"Edea? EDEA LARIMIR DUCRUET!" Snape shouted, awakening her.
"Wha?" Edea tried to move her hand but found herself tucked up tightly in a blanket on a sofa infront of a blazing fire.
"You're awake." Snape stated simply.
"no kidding." Edea sneezed again. "Sorry."
Snape paced a hand on her forehead, "You're ill."
"Once again, well DUH." Edea rolled her eyes. "Need help from our favourite double crosser."
"Oh?" Snape handed her a hot mug of something herbal. "Did Dumbledore..."
"yeah." Edea nodded taking a sip from the mug. "The Le.. le... le... atiSHOO..."
"Lestranges?" Snape took a wild guess.
"Uh huh." Edea sniffed. "Big trouble they're causing."
"How so?" Snape's interest had been caught.
"Dark marks everywhere, scaring the knickers off the muggles, revenge games i think."
"I would have thought they would have disbanded themselves and said they had been acting under the imperius curse." Snape said thoughtfully, staring at the fire.
Edea forced herself to sit up. "Well, they're not, they're acting as if they've replaced Voldemort." She sneezed again. "I've been lurking round the forest, watching them in this cruddy weather..."
"And you have caught the consequences of lurking round the forest."
"yeah, thats right, rub it in." Edea said grimly, "Thats what everyone's been doing lately... its like ... 'did you see that auror.... that was sirius black's partner... yeah... shes an auror and she didnt even know...' blah blah..."
"Not your fault." Snape said quickly. "Hows the wolf taking it?"
"Disappeared a few days ago. Said he wanted some time to himself."
"And yourself?"
"Keeping busy, keeping things going, its as busy as ever now... and.... aaaah-SHOO." Edea rubbed her nose on a tissue Snape had conjured for her. Edea raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised at Snapes attitude. "You treading carefully around the ticking timebomb everyone's afraid of talking to now?"
"Is that what you are?" Snape smirked, "You should have told me."
"Anyway.. i need to get back out, catch the buggers, do you know anything about the Lestranges i dont?"
"You know where they live, right?"
"Parker's Drive, Islingwoth." Edea nodded, "And they have all sorts of befuddlement charms around the house."
"Secret entrance on the east wing."
"Really? That saves me a lot of bother." Edea smiled weakly. "Then i'm going to go home and crash on my bed... sort out my stuff from his stuff and find someplace new."
"You're not going anywhere." Snape said firmly, "You'd drop dead the moment you stepped outside.
"Meanie." Edea pouted. "I'm an auror, you cant tell me what to do."
"Then i'll hold you here under force."
"Re-he-he-heally?" Edea let out a laugh, then simmered down, after sneezing a few times. "Okay you win."
"You're really ill if you just let that slide." Snape shook his head sitting on the floor by the fire. "Amazing."
***END***
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TBC- sorry about not posting for ages since chapter 8, i was, like sirius, 'unavoidably detained' from the net.. my bad!
lalala i'm on part ten...
right, for ease's sake, lets say the MWPP people graduated in 1978. if harry was born in 1981, and he's fourteen at the end of the fourth book, then as this is the sixth year i'm writing about he's 16, and so the year is 1997. if students graduate at 17/18 depending on their birthdays, then the MWPP people would be.... 37 going on 38... okay end of maths... you'll see the significance later.
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"I'm handing in my resignations.." Edea held out a slip of parchment.
"Edea, are you serious?"
"No, that's my husband." Edea grinned faintly,
"Are you sure about this?"
"i can't hold up two jobs at once." Edea shrugged. "Two full time jobs at that."
"You're one of the best we have on the team."
"There are better."
Arabella Figg sighed. "If you insist." She took the piece of parchment, read it, then put it in a desk drawer. "The Auror team wont be the same without you. You know you're welcome back at any time. Hogwarts should consider themselves very lucky..."
"i'm sure they do."
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****FLASHBACK****
"Sirius... If you want to destroy my sweater, thats really the right way of going about it." James pulled his blue jumper out of reach of his best friend.
"I wasn't destroying it..." sirius made a grab for it.
"You are not, under any circumstances taking it to the shreiking shack with us, okay? I happen to like it." James stuffed the jumper back into his trunk.
"But its soft... and nice... and i need a bed in that place."
"Use your own stuff for bed rags." James laughed at his friend.
"I dont have any huge blue fluffy jumpers, and plus you never wear it anyway."
"Doesn't mean i dont like it, or want it ripped into little bits by an irate werewolf and a dog."
"It wont get ripped, i just hate sleeping on that ruddy splintery floor."
"We're hardly ever in there anyway."
"Yes, but... thats not the point!" Sirius groaned. "Please James?"
"No." james said rolling his eyes, "Mum'd kill me if she saw that torn to shreds as well as all my normal school stuff."
James disappeared down the stairs as he heard Remus calling him, leaving Sirius staring at a blue sleeve poking out through the half shut trunk lid.
"Right, Prongsy, you've had it." he grinned wickedly.
**END***
"What're we doing in here?" Hermione coughed as she inhaled a mouthful of dust. Harry had led Ron and her into the shreiking shack.
"Planning a birthday." Harry explained.
"Which we can't do in the common room, or in the dormitory?" Hermione asked doubtfully, looking round at the mangled furniture.
"Nope." Harry said. "Sirius knows the Gryffindor portrait password, and he's so nosy he'd ask what we were planning. He'd find us in the dorms, and anywhere else in the castle. This way we can see him coming and he wont necessarily come here anyway."
"I thought he'd have left Hogwarts now..." Ron mused, testing out a chair.
"Dumbledore offered him a job." hermione said exasperatedly, "You know half the time i dont think you're listening to a word i say. He's a sort of cross between groundsman and guard. Basically he gets to creep around the grounds looking shifty."
"Right up his street then." Ron grinned.
"Look, he's my godfather, and as far as i know hasn't had a decent birthday since... what the hell is that?"
Crookshanks had crawled out from under a cupboard in the corner covered in dust, and dragging something motheaten and blue behind it.
Hermione picked up her cat, and tried in vain to brush the dust off. Harry crouched down close to the floor and inspected the pile of rag the cat had left when Hermione had picked it up.
"What is it?" Ron asked.
Harry picked it up, "it LOOKS like a jumper.." One of the sleeves was falling off on the shoulder seams and it had various moth holes in the rest. The dust coverage gave it a grey complexion.
"Maybe Sirius left it from when we met him here..." hermione said, dropping her cat onto the table.
"Maybe..." Harry wondered.
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"What do you mean you dumped your job... how can you just dump a highly paid ministry job?" Sirius said in exasperation to Edea.
"It was very easy actually, you know- you write a resignation letter..."
"Funny Funny." Sirius grinned, "But seriously, why'd you do it?"
"I dont agree with how its run, so basically if you dont like it, you dont do it, right?"
"That makes sense." Sirius looked like this was slightly too much to swallow. "But..."
"No buts." Edea walked round the corner with Sirius, who walked face first into Snape.
"Well well." Snape dusted off his robes. "If it isnt Black and his little wife."
"not so little thank you very much." Edea shook her head smiling, "I would say pick on someone your own size, but i am your size so theres little point in me saying that."
"I'd like a word with you." Snape said icily.
"Oh?" Edea asked, crossing her arms.
Sirius looked from Edea to Snape and back again, he frowned, something was going on.
"I got a very interesting owl just now." Snape said in almost a whisper.
"did you really? What sort of interesting? Was it a mono-wing or something?" Edea asked lightly.
"Very funny." Snape said, not finding it funny in the least. "i find it interesting... that my elderly mother should have been charmed out of her own house by someone (who funnily enough matches your description) because this intruder refused to leave."
"Isn't that odd." Edea said, smiling, "I have a double."
"Or maybe your little disappearing act this morning had a motive." Snape's eyes narrowed.
"Hey now." Sirius stood in between them, "What the hell would Edea want with your crappy little house?" It was clear from his tone of voice that he wasn't understanding.
"Well, Mister Black... whilst you were.. 'unavoidably detained' shall we say? Your dear wife had other plans."
"You will shut your ugly mouth before i shut it for you." Edea snarled at Snape.
"What the HELL is going on?" Sirius yelled at Snape.
Snape just smiled, before turning on his heel. "Another mystery for you, *Padfoot*." He walked back down the corridor he had come, with a definite spring in his step.
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***FLASHBACK***
"DuCruet?" Snape had opened the door to his home to find a very much drenched old school enemy of his standing on the doorstep, soaked to the bone in the howling storm.
"Hey." Edea sniffed, very much subdued.
"What on Earth are you doing here?" Snape opened the door letting her in. "What's happened?"
"Do you want a whole life story or just the latest scoop?" Edea asked.
"I'm up to the boyfriend in Azkaban bit." Snape let out a smirk.
Edea sneezed, then fainted on the floor in a wet puddle.
"Edea? EDEA LARIMIR DUCRUET!" Snape shouted, awakening her.
"Wha?" Edea tried to move her hand but found herself tucked up tightly in a blanket on a sofa infront of a blazing fire.
"You're awake." Snape stated simply.
"no kidding." Edea sneezed again. "Sorry."
Snape paced a hand on her forehead, "You're ill."
"Once again, well DUH." Edea rolled her eyes. "Need help from our favourite double crosser."
"Oh?" Snape handed her a hot mug of something herbal. "Did Dumbledore..."
"yeah." Edea nodded taking a sip from the mug. "The Le.. le... le... atiSHOO..."
"Lestranges?" Snape took a wild guess.
"Uh huh." Edea sniffed. "Big trouble they're causing."
"How so?" Snape's interest had been caught.
"Dark marks everywhere, scaring the knickers off the muggles, revenge games i think."
"I would have thought they would have disbanded themselves and said they had been acting under the imperius curse." Snape said thoughtfully, staring at the fire.
Edea forced herself to sit up. "Well, they're not, they're acting as if they've replaced Voldemort." She sneezed again. "I've been lurking round the forest, watching them in this cruddy weather..."
"And you have caught the consequences of lurking round the forest."
"yeah, thats right, rub it in." Edea said grimly, "Thats what everyone's been doing lately... its like ... 'did you see that auror.... that was sirius black's partner... yeah... shes an auror and she didnt even know...' blah blah..."
"Not your fault." Snape said quickly. "Hows the wolf taking it?"
"Disappeared a few days ago. Said he wanted some time to himself."
"And yourself?"
"Keeping busy, keeping things going, its as busy as ever now... and.... aaaah-SHOO." Edea rubbed her nose on a tissue Snape had conjured for her. Edea raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised at Snapes attitude. "You treading carefully around the ticking timebomb everyone's afraid of talking to now?"
"Is that what you are?" Snape smirked, "You should have told me."
"Anyway.. i need to get back out, catch the buggers, do you know anything about the Lestranges i dont?"
"You know where they live, right?"
"Parker's Drive, Islingwoth." Edea nodded, "And they have all sorts of befuddlement charms around the house."
"Secret entrance on the east wing."
"Really? That saves me a lot of bother." Edea smiled weakly. "Then i'm going to go home and crash on my bed... sort out my stuff from his stuff and find someplace new."
"You're not going anywhere." Snape said firmly, "You'd drop dead the moment you stepped outside.
"Meanie." Edea pouted. "I'm an auror, you cant tell me what to do."
"Then i'll hold you here under force."
"Re-he-he-heally?" Edea let out a laugh, then simmered down, after sneezing a few times. "Okay you win."
"You're really ill if you just let that slide." Snape shook his head sitting on the floor by the fire. "Amazing."
***END***
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TBC- sorry about not posting for ages since chapter 8, i was, like sirius, 'unavoidably detained' from the net.. my bad!
