AN: Well, here's my next chapter. Isn't Spridal sneaky? She just slipped right into Harry's world there, and she didn't even realize it. Don't worry anybody; Spridal is not trying to be some evil little Junior Death Eater. She just wants a friend, and to be quite honest, even Relena can get pretty boring some days. Speaking of Death Eaters, what do you think of how Snape acts around Relena? Pretty strange, huh? I know his sense of humor is more than just a little off, but I figure he's a Death Eater turned good guy spy, so his sense of humor is bound to be a little bit strange. Oh, well, at least Anne thinks his sense of humor is appealing.
"Here you are dear," Poppy said cheerfully handing Relena a glass of pepperup potion. Greedily Relena drank it. The potion filled her body with a heat that spread deep down into the tips of her toes. Slowly she opened her eyes having not even realized she had closed them. She didn't want to have to do what needed to be done next, but there was no avoiding it.
"All right, Ms. Pomfrey. You can ask whatever you want now." This medical exam wasn't going to be fun. The physical exam was easy enough, but the questions that Ms. Pomfrey might ask her could be painful.
"All right. Please state your full name. Birth name only please."
"Relena May Potter." All right that was an easy one. No problem there.
"What a lovely middle name. May that's a very nice name. Now do you have any other names? You know work contacts, a.k.a.'s, or…. um…. married names?" Poppy said the last one with obvious curiosity. Now this one was easy too.
"Well, there are two and sorry, but non of them are married names. The first is my DCU contact name. Wolf Child. The second, well, I'd like this one to go in my file if you could because I have a lot of people who know me only under the last name Darkhunter."
"I thought you said no married names, Relena," Poppy said with a smirk.
"Well, I'm not, not really. That's just the name I want my professorship to be under. You see Miguel, one of my friends, is a member of an Australian Hunter clan. They refuse to talk to people who don't prove themselves worthy of being a member of their clan. Well to make a long story short, Miguel took me to visit them once and I passed their tests so now I'm an honorary Darkhunter as are any of my children by birth or adoption. When the Darkhunters welcomed me to their family it was decided that for my own protection it would be best that people know me as Relena May Darkhunter. Even on my records at the DCU it says Relena May Darkhunter. In fact, if you look for the name Relena May Potter on any government records that are less than nine years old you won't find anything."
"Relena," Poppy started, " that still doesn't explain why you want to us it for your professorship."
"I don't want my nephew to know I'm here, at least not yet."
"Well, all right. I can put it on your records, but I'll just hyphen it so that it says Potter-Darkhunter. Okay?"
"Yeah that'll be fine."
"Family?" Uncomfortable, but still easy.
"Yes, only one living: Harry Potter."
"Oh so, Harry's your nephew. Well, I guess I could see why you might not want him to know about you right now. He is such a sweet little boy. Poor thing's been having a hard time of it since last year what with Cedric Diggory dying and all."
"Age." Easy.
"35."
"Sex." Easy.
"Female."
"Occupation." Another easy one.
"Researcher for Dark Creature Underground and recently elected teacher for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Relena answered a few more trivial questions and was starting to relax just as Poppy started on the worst questions possible to ask.
"Are there any medical problems that I should be aware of?" Oh, no, Relena, she's got you there.
"Well, I'm a werewolf," Relena said nervously.
"Oh, so Dumbeldore hired another one. All right. Who will be making your wolfbane potion?" That went surprisingly well, Relena thought. This might not be as hard as I thought it would be.
"Well, the people at the DCU used to supply me with enough, but I believe that Professor Snape would be more than happy to provide it for me."
"Very well, then I guess he'll be making it for both you and Professor Lupin." Relena flinched at the mention of Remus' name, but otherwise she was almost convinced that this interview was going to be a piece of cake.
"Now, um, I think I all ready know the answer to this question, but I need to ask it anyway. Do you have any children living or dead that might affect you while you are here?" Shit, not a good question for her to ask, Relena cursed.
"Well, no I don't have any living children, but I did have one miscarriage," Relena said fighting of the tears.
"Oh I'm so sorry dear. How far along were you?"
"Six moths," Relena sobbed.
"Oh poor thing," Poppy moaned all the while encircling Relena in a hug, "I'm sorry, but I have to ask just two more questions. I wouldn't have to, but I know that these might matter later. First, did the father know?"
Relena sobbed something undistinguishable, but Poppy decided to say it was yes because she didn't want to push the girl anymore than necessary. "Finally, dear, what was the father's name?" Relena hesitated for a moment before sobbing out a name Poppy was surprised by but had to admit it wasn't really a surprise considering whom it had come from. Poppy had always wondered whether or not that man was capable of having a sex life. Without comment the nurse wrote the name of the father down on Relena's form. Slowly, she released Relena and slid off the bed. She slipped the file into her cabinet under the name Darkhunter and walked over to her medicine cabinet. She pulled out a small blue bottle, the same one she had given Relena's nephew the year before. She handed it to Relena who seemed to know instinctively what it was and chugged it. Within minutes the once crying form had slipped off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
AN: Raise your hand if you think I'm evil! I knew it! Anyway, who do you think the baby's father is? The answer might surprise you. It'll surprise a whole bunch of other people too.
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