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A TOP SECRET MISSION BY MARINA
A/N: Actually, I know this probably isn't much of a fault or anything, but I've said that Kestrel, as heir of Ravenclaw, has a violet streak in her hair, and violet specks in her eyes. But violet isn't the colour of Ravenclaw- it's blue. But I guess you could say violet = indigo = sapphire = navy = dark blue = blue. (Thanks to my Microsoft Word synonyms, I did actually manage to get there!) But, I've always thought of Rowena Ravenclaw as someone who went with violet, like Godric Gryffindor went with red, Helga Hufflepuff as yellow, and Salazar Slytherin as green. Though, I know that the Ravenclaw colours are blue. However, I am the author, and besides, a violet streak and violet specks in the eyes sounds a lot more interesting than blue. Besides, violet is purplish-blue (or bluish-purple, depending on which way you look at it), and I guess I could say that violet runs in the female line, and blue runs in the male line (it'd look a lot weirder if a guy had violet streak and specks in his eyes), but once more, I am THE author, and my word is final, of course, you probably have just skipped this bit. Can't say I blame you.
Disclaimer: I think the Ravenstons (that is Kestrel and her parents) are mine, and the rest is JK Rowling's, however I'm not sure if I do have some character a-lurking around that's mine. I'll tell you if there is. Oh, yeah, and Hew's here too, but he's mine, but he is a bit like Q in James Bond, though he's a wizard, etc.
Ahem, on with the show.
Chapter Four: Dumbledore's Office
Kestrel strode on, and finally, the Marauders followed her, though it took them a while to drag themselves back to reality.
"How did you learn to put a lock on someone like that?" Sirius asked enthusiastically.
Kestrel hesitated; she couldn't tell them about her Auror training, so she shrugged and said, "Oh, I did karate once, and I learnt it from there. Karate is a muggle Japanese art of defence."
"What did he do to Lily? Why did you go all psycho?"
Kestrel stared at Sirius. She could tell him what Graham said, just not why she had overacted. Again, she hesitated, before shrugging and answering, "Oh he asked her to meet him at the Hollow, this make out place in Hogsmeade, and I just thought: 'Hold up! He's way, way, too old for her! He's probably trying to use her.'" Which was, actually, a fraction of the truth. Kestrel didn't want Lily to fall for her father, who treated women so badly.
"Still, that was no excuse to overact," Remus said logically. Kestrel stopped still, and stared at him for the longest time, her eyes brimming with tears.
*Flashback*
"Look, what you've done now, you idiot woman!" Graham Ravenston bellowed, whacking Elisabeth on the head. She screamed, and cowered behind a chair, while Kestrel hid behind the door, shaking, and crying silently. Graham heard her, and stormed across and slapped her upside the head. "Shut up snivelling, you worthless child! You're a wimp! A weakling!" Kestrel slid into the corner, shaking and crying, with more bruises on her cut and blistered face.
"You, Remus, obviously haven't seen what I've seen," Kestrel replied, before rushing off to Charms with Flitwick, hoping no one had seen her tears.
***
The next day, as the Owl Post arrived, a large, tall, dignified barn owl flew to Kestrel, with an official Hogwarts letter. She opened it curiously, as the bird took flight.
Dear Miss Potter, Please may you meet me in my office today, after you last period, for I need to have an urgent discussion with you about your actions yesterday, and wish to seek a reason why you acted the way you did. Yours, Albus Dumbledore.
Kestrel's hands shook; Dumbledore knew she was an Auror, and had probably told Hew, and she was going to have her licence revoked. She couldn't concentrate all day, and silently, fearfully she made her way to Dumbledore's office, and glared at the gargoyle, after her final period of the day (Transfiguration with McGonagall).
"Chocolate frogs?" She asked the gargoyle in a monotone, but it didn't budge or show any signs that it was the correct password. "Oh, I don't know- Drooble's Best Blowing Gum? Honeydukes?" Still, no reaction from the gargoyle; not even the blink of a stone eye. "Hmm, let me think. Cockroach cluster? No, he's done that, I mean, he will do! Sugar quill? Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Bean? Oh come on! If I'm going to be punished, might as well punish me sooner and get it over and done with! There's got to be something more than sweets that the greatest wizard in the world likes!"
"I see myself holding a pair of socks." Dumbledore had told Harry that, when he looked in the Mirror of Erised, he saw himself holding a pair of socks. (A/N: I'm not sure if the quote is right, but it's probably near enough!) Perhaps, that was his password, socks. Perhaps he only had his password as sweets in the nineties, Kestrel reasoned.
"Socks?" She asked. The gargoyle sprang to life, and moved aside, letting Kestrel through. "God, I hope he's not usually this predictable, once you give it a bit of thought!"
She walked onto the moving stairwell, and when she finally walked into the office-
"Hew!" She gasped. Hew sat next to Dumbledore, looking serious.
"Agent 220!" Hew barked in his normal voice, standing up. "How are you doing on your mission?"
"Oh, fine, fine; Lily and the Marauders are my friends-"
"Now, Agent 220, we must let you know; we are very disappointed in the way you acted yesterday." Kestrel bowed her head. "Why?"
Hew didn't know that Graham was her father, or that Elisabeth was her mother; he didn't need to know Aurors' parentage, that was for the secretaries and office people who worked there.
"You know Graham Ravenston, sir?"
"Yes, yes, the man who murdered his wife Elisabeth, who you helped put in Azkaban. You were very dedicated to that cause, you were-"
"He was my father," Kestrel muttered, interrupting. "Elisabeth Ravenston, the wife he murdered, was my mother. He abused us both, and I hate him. That's why I leapt at the chance to imprison and capture him during the days when I was being trained; he had no idea I was an Auror."
Dumbledore and Hew looked stunned.
"What did he do to Miss Evans, Miss Ravenston?" Dumbledore asked, gently.
"He asked her to go with him to the Hollow- a make out place in Hogsmeade. I didn't want him to treat her like he treated her mother, I feared he would use her, then break her emotions like he has done to so many other women, so I overacted to protect my friend, and to protect her as that is my job."
"Oh, we see. We had no idea of.those matters."
Kestrel turned to Hew, and asked, "Hew, why are you here?"
Hew smiled paternally, and answered, "I have to check up on you; after all, you are my protégé, you have the makings of a great Auror!" He lowered his voice, before adding, "And, I needed to tell you, I will be sending you updates on the situation every month, warning you of any threats." He walked out, and left, leaving Kestrel with Dumbledore.
"My dear, sit down," Dumbledore smiled amiably. "Do sit down; you don't have to stand!" Kestrel sat down obediently. "I hear you are from the future. I hear that affairs have become so troubled that the Auror's have started recruiting young people like yourself to be Aurors." Kestrel nodded. "Just like, when Grindelwald was in power. But I defeated him, in 1945, of course you probably know this." Kestrel nodded. "But I was an Auror too, though a lot older than you. They have started to recruit witches and wizards over the age of fifteen, too, now that Voldemort has surfaced. I taught him Transfiguration. Did you know this, too?"
"Yes, he was called Tom Riddle; he received the Award of Special Merit, was Head Boy and a Prefect. He was an orphan; his mother died, and his father was a muggle who ran when he found out his wife was a witch. He killed his own father and grandparents after he left Hogwarts, but the blame fell on Frank Bryce."
Dumbledore nodded. "You know, you look a lot like Rowena Ravenclaw."
"Yes, that's because I am her heir. Well, Graham is because I haven't been born yet. I told the Sorting Hat to put me in Gryffindor so I would be able to protect Lily and the Marauders-"
"I do not know the exact reason why you're here; that would be changing history, wouldn't it. However, you are officially a student at my school, no matter if you have been born.or, in your case, not. So, what you did yesterday, though I now understand why you behaved the way you did, I will still have to punish you. You won't loose any points for Gryffindor, but you shall have to do Detention. Of course, this is a mild punishment for your behaviour, but under the circumstances."
"I understand," Kestrel replied, bowing her head.
A TOP SECRET MISSION BY MARINA
A/N: Actually, I know this probably isn't much of a fault or anything, but I've said that Kestrel, as heir of Ravenclaw, has a violet streak in her hair, and violet specks in her eyes. But violet isn't the colour of Ravenclaw- it's blue. But I guess you could say violet = indigo = sapphire = navy = dark blue = blue. (Thanks to my Microsoft Word synonyms, I did actually manage to get there!) But, I've always thought of Rowena Ravenclaw as someone who went with violet, like Godric Gryffindor went with red, Helga Hufflepuff as yellow, and Salazar Slytherin as green. Though, I know that the Ravenclaw colours are blue. However, I am the author, and besides, a violet streak and violet specks in the eyes sounds a lot more interesting than blue. Besides, violet is purplish-blue (or bluish-purple, depending on which way you look at it), and I guess I could say that violet runs in the female line, and blue runs in the male line (it'd look a lot weirder if a guy had violet streak and specks in his eyes), but once more, I am THE author, and my word is final, of course, you probably have just skipped this bit. Can't say I blame you.
Disclaimer: I think the Ravenstons (that is Kestrel and her parents) are mine, and the rest is JK Rowling's, however I'm not sure if I do have some character a-lurking around that's mine. I'll tell you if there is. Oh, yeah, and Hew's here too, but he's mine, but he is a bit like Q in James Bond, though he's a wizard, etc.
Ahem, on with the show.
Chapter Four: Dumbledore's Office
Kestrel strode on, and finally, the Marauders followed her, though it took them a while to drag themselves back to reality.
"How did you learn to put a lock on someone like that?" Sirius asked enthusiastically.
Kestrel hesitated; she couldn't tell them about her Auror training, so she shrugged and said, "Oh, I did karate once, and I learnt it from there. Karate is a muggle Japanese art of defence."
"What did he do to Lily? Why did you go all psycho?"
Kestrel stared at Sirius. She could tell him what Graham said, just not why she had overacted. Again, she hesitated, before shrugging and answering, "Oh he asked her to meet him at the Hollow, this make out place in Hogsmeade, and I just thought: 'Hold up! He's way, way, too old for her! He's probably trying to use her.'" Which was, actually, a fraction of the truth. Kestrel didn't want Lily to fall for her father, who treated women so badly.
"Still, that was no excuse to overact," Remus said logically. Kestrel stopped still, and stared at him for the longest time, her eyes brimming with tears.
*Flashback*
"Look, what you've done now, you idiot woman!" Graham Ravenston bellowed, whacking Elisabeth on the head. She screamed, and cowered behind a chair, while Kestrel hid behind the door, shaking, and crying silently. Graham heard her, and stormed across and slapped her upside the head. "Shut up snivelling, you worthless child! You're a wimp! A weakling!" Kestrel slid into the corner, shaking and crying, with more bruises on her cut and blistered face.
"You, Remus, obviously haven't seen what I've seen," Kestrel replied, before rushing off to Charms with Flitwick, hoping no one had seen her tears.
***
The next day, as the Owl Post arrived, a large, tall, dignified barn owl flew to Kestrel, with an official Hogwarts letter. She opened it curiously, as the bird took flight.
Dear Miss Potter, Please may you meet me in my office today, after you last period, for I need to have an urgent discussion with you about your actions yesterday, and wish to seek a reason why you acted the way you did. Yours, Albus Dumbledore.
Kestrel's hands shook; Dumbledore knew she was an Auror, and had probably told Hew, and she was going to have her licence revoked. She couldn't concentrate all day, and silently, fearfully she made her way to Dumbledore's office, and glared at the gargoyle, after her final period of the day (Transfiguration with McGonagall).
"Chocolate frogs?" She asked the gargoyle in a monotone, but it didn't budge or show any signs that it was the correct password. "Oh, I don't know- Drooble's Best Blowing Gum? Honeydukes?" Still, no reaction from the gargoyle; not even the blink of a stone eye. "Hmm, let me think. Cockroach cluster? No, he's done that, I mean, he will do! Sugar quill? Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Bean? Oh come on! If I'm going to be punished, might as well punish me sooner and get it over and done with! There's got to be something more than sweets that the greatest wizard in the world likes!"
"I see myself holding a pair of socks." Dumbledore had told Harry that, when he looked in the Mirror of Erised, he saw himself holding a pair of socks. (A/N: I'm not sure if the quote is right, but it's probably near enough!) Perhaps, that was his password, socks. Perhaps he only had his password as sweets in the nineties, Kestrel reasoned.
"Socks?" She asked. The gargoyle sprang to life, and moved aside, letting Kestrel through. "God, I hope he's not usually this predictable, once you give it a bit of thought!"
She walked onto the moving stairwell, and when she finally walked into the office-
"Hew!" She gasped. Hew sat next to Dumbledore, looking serious.
"Agent 220!" Hew barked in his normal voice, standing up. "How are you doing on your mission?"
"Oh, fine, fine; Lily and the Marauders are my friends-"
"Now, Agent 220, we must let you know; we are very disappointed in the way you acted yesterday." Kestrel bowed her head. "Why?"
Hew didn't know that Graham was her father, or that Elisabeth was her mother; he didn't need to know Aurors' parentage, that was for the secretaries and office people who worked there.
"You know Graham Ravenston, sir?"
"Yes, yes, the man who murdered his wife Elisabeth, who you helped put in Azkaban. You were very dedicated to that cause, you were-"
"He was my father," Kestrel muttered, interrupting. "Elisabeth Ravenston, the wife he murdered, was my mother. He abused us both, and I hate him. That's why I leapt at the chance to imprison and capture him during the days when I was being trained; he had no idea I was an Auror."
Dumbledore and Hew looked stunned.
"What did he do to Miss Evans, Miss Ravenston?" Dumbledore asked, gently.
"He asked her to go with him to the Hollow- a make out place in Hogsmeade. I didn't want him to treat her like he treated her mother, I feared he would use her, then break her emotions like he has done to so many other women, so I overacted to protect my friend, and to protect her as that is my job."
"Oh, we see. We had no idea of.those matters."
Kestrel turned to Hew, and asked, "Hew, why are you here?"
Hew smiled paternally, and answered, "I have to check up on you; after all, you are my protégé, you have the makings of a great Auror!" He lowered his voice, before adding, "And, I needed to tell you, I will be sending you updates on the situation every month, warning you of any threats." He walked out, and left, leaving Kestrel with Dumbledore.
"My dear, sit down," Dumbledore smiled amiably. "Do sit down; you don't have to stand!" Kestrel sat down obediently. "I hear you are from the future. I hear that affairs have become so troubled that the Auror's have started recruiting young people like yourself to be Aurors." Kestrel nodded. "Just like, when Grindelwald was in power. But I defeated him, in 1945, of course you probably know this." Kestrel nodded. "But I was an Auror too, though a lot older than you. They have started to recruit witches and wizards over the age of fifteen, too, now that Voldemort has surfaced. I taught him Transfiguration. Did you know this, too?"
"Yes, he was called Tom Riddle; he received the Award of Special Merit, was Head Boy and a Prefect. He was an orphan; his mother died, and his father was a muggle who ran when he found out his wife was a witch. He killed his own father and grandparents after he left Hogwarts, but the blame fell on Frank Bryce."
Dumbledore nodded. "You know, you look a lot like Rowena Ravenclaw."
"Yes, that's because I am her heir. Well, Graham is because I haven't been born yet. I told the Sorting Hat to put me in Gryffindor so I would be able to protect Lily and the Marauders-"
"I do not know the exact reason why you're here; that would be changing history, wouldn't it. However, you are officially a student at my school, no matter if you have been born.or, in your case, not. So, what you did yesterday, though I now understand why you behaved the way you did, I will still have to punish you. You won't loose any points for Gryffindor, but you shall have to do Detention. Of course, this is a mild punishment for your behaviour, but under the circumstances."
"I understand," Kestrel replied, bowing her head.