"Fudge is a stupid git.", "Yea a real wanker."-Fred and George Weasley.
JK's chars are not mine sadly.
Ara hurriedly made her way down the twisty back passages of the Ministry of Magic hoping to beat Malfoy to Fudge. She knew she only had one chance to convince the Minister of what Lucus Malfoy had done.
She turned the last corner and skidded to a stop right outside the minister's office door. She tried to dust off her torn bloody and dirt stained clothing before politely knocking on Fudge's door.
"Come in." a mans voice replied from inside and Ara complied opening the door quickly and closing it silently.
"Ahh! Miss. Darkling, youngest Arautor ever! Fancy seeing you here. It's been what was it, oh, 6 months since I saw you last? The Ministry Christmas party wasn't it? You were with your father, good man, great aurator that one, how is he?" Fudge asked smiling at her ovesiouly expecting this to be a social call.
"He is missing." Ara said killing the social atmosphere in the room almost at once.
Fudge stared at her his eyes bulging out, "Missing you say? Well that is a shame...wouldn't think he would be one to disappear.. not like your.....eh well , its not likely he has left forever.... Perhaps he just went off on holiday and forgot to tell you." Fudge exclaimed.
"My Da's not on holiday! Some death eaters tried to kill us! When I woke up he was gone!." Ara cried.
Fudge blinked twice at the words Death Eaters before relying," Death Eaters hahaha*nervous laughter* You must be mistaken. Dark wizard's maybe but we have all the death eaters in Azcaban as you know..." Ara interrupted him by relating her entire story not forgetting the mention the parts the Malfoy's played.
"You see Sir it had to be death Eaters why else would they be taking orders from Voldemorts head!" Ara concluded not noticing the flinch Fudge made at the word Voldemort nor the purple color he was quickly reaching, no she went on in her discourse.
"I always knew the Malfoy's were some of his staunchest followers and now we have proof! "She finished.
"V..V..V..He Who Must not be Named's head huh.. his head.. Look here girl you may find the idea of coming here and filling my office with ridiculous tales amusing but I for one do not! Furthermore accusing valued and upstanding members of the wizzarding community of being Death Eaters should be a punishable offence! I simply will not stand here and listen to this load of , of hogwash one moment longer! I have much more important things to tend to." Fudge said rather nastily turning his back to her to walk over to a picture upon the wall. He paused then turned his face back to her.
"You may go now! Oh, and do tell Dumbledore his ploys will not work with me I know the difference between truth and his lies." he declared.
"Bu.. But , sir I'm telling you the truth! How else can You explain my fathers disappearance!" Ara cried.
" Unumorable reasons i'm sure could be to blame, he could be on holida.. "He paused there when he took in the unbelieving look Ara was giving him," Or er a dark wizard could have got him.. er, yes that is it. It was simply a dark wizard of the garden variety.... not a death eater, Oh no . My dear you must remember how dangerous a Aurator's job really is. They know they might face death at any moment.. You stepfather served his country well... perhaps a memorial would be in order....."Fudge said musingly.
"But Sir! I don't think he's dead I just think Malfoy.. I don't know jut sent him elsewhere!", Ara cried. Fudge turned red again at the mention of Malfoy and then roared," I will not hear anymore of this preposterous story, I will not have you accusing my dear friends !."he paused seeing Ara cringe at his angry tone before calming down and putting on a perfectly schooled politicians face," I'm sorry my dear, you must have been though a horrific time, yes, so horrific in fact that it caused you to have delusions rather than remember what really happened...an accident perhaps.. a spell backfiring on your father and killing him... you certainly could be forgiven for that....yes... You're so young, to young. You have a Auorator license is that correct? The youngest ever to qualify?" Fudge asked her suddenly.
Ara nodded mutely. Her father had made sure she had gotten certified as he had to take her with him when he went off on long trips as he was her only guardian and he wanted to make sure she could protect herself incase any of the people he was investigating got hostile.
"Yes, yes, much to young, "Fudge mumbled, "Why some wizards twice your age could not handle the strain.., yes, yes, my dear, I'm afraid I must simply take away your license. You never should have been able to get it before you graduated anyways. It was only given to you because of special circumstances.... provisional really.....yes provisional." Fudge seemed to be trying to convince himself.
"But, But Sir! I earned that license I went though all the training the others did and I got top marks in all of my Aurator's classes!" Ara squawked!
"No, No my dear iv made my decision . You must go now as I appear to have another visitor." Fudge motioned towards the door which appeared to be hanging slightly open.
Ara turned around and did a double take. She knew she had shut the door. Slowly the door opened and Lucus Malfoy stepped in. "Sorry to bother you Minister but I heard this girl was making horrible accusations about my person and I decided I had better see what all of this nonsense was about. "Malfoy said glaring at Ara.
"Oh, Yes, That. Yes, well that has been cleared up hasn't Ara. "Fudge said Ara said nothing just glared back at Lucus." Right it's cleared up, nothing to worry about Lucus, Ara was just leaving. "Fudge declared.
Ara looked from one to the other and sighed and walked out of the door. But, as she was leaving she heard "Sorry about that Lucus. I'm afraid Doumbledore is up to his old tricks again, this time employing the aid of a student. The man is simply incorrigible!" Fudge declared then the voices were cut off by a door slamming shut.
Ara slumped her head and shoulders in defeat. Fudge had not believed her, the Malfoy's of the world were free, and she was now family-less.... it had been a very bad day.
JK's chars are not mine sadly.
Ara hurriedly made her way down the twisty back passages of the Ministry of Magic hoping to beat Malfoy to Fudge. She knew she only had one chance to convince the Minister of what Lucus Malfoy had done.
She turned the last corner and skidded to a stop right outside the minister's office door. She tried to dust off her torn bloody and dirt stained clothing before politely knocking on Fudge's door.
"Come in." a mans voice replied from inside and Ara complied opening the door quickly and closing it silently.
"Ahh! Miss. Darkling, youngest Arautor ever! Fancy seeing you here. It's been what was it, oh, 6 months since I saw you last? The Ministry Christmas party wasn't it? You were with your father, good man, great aurator that one, how is he?" Fudge asked smiling at her ovesiouly expecting this to be a social call.
"He is missing." Ara said killing the social atmosphere in the room almost at once.
Fudge stared at her his eyes bulging out, "Missing you say? Well that is a shame...wouldn't think he would be one to disappear.. not like your.....eh well , its not likely he has left forever.... Perhaps he just went off on holiday and forgot to tell you." Fudge exclaimed.
"My Da's not on holiday! Some death eaters tried to kill us! When I woke up he was gone!." Ara cried.
Fudge blinked twice at the words Death Eaters before relying," Death Eaters hahaha*nervous laughter* You must be mistaken. Dark wizard's maybe but we have all the death eaters in Azcaban as you know..." Ara interrupted him by relating her entire story not forgetting the mention the parts the Malfoy's played.
"You see Sir it had to be death Eaters why else would they be taking orders from Voldemorts head!" Ara concluded not noticing the flinch Fudge made at the word Voldemort nor the purple color he was quickly reaching, no she went on in her discourse.
"I always knew the Malfoy's were some of his staunchest followers and now we have proof! "She finished.
"V..V..V..He Who Must not be Named's head huh.. his head.. Look here girl you may find the idea of coming here and filling my office with ridiculous tales amusing but I for one do not! Furthermore accusing valued and upstanding members of the wizzarding community of being Death Eaters should be a punishable offence! I simply will not stand here and listen to this load of , of hogwash one moment longer! I have much more important things to tend to." Fudge said rather nastily turning his back to her to walk over to a picture upon the wall. He paused then turned his face back to her.
"You may go now! Oh, and do tell Dumbledore his ploys will not work with me I know the difference between truth and his lies." he declared.
"Bu.. But , sir I'm telling you the truth! How else can You explain my fathers disappearance!" Ara cried.
" Unumorable reasons i'm sure could be to blame, he could be on holida.. "He paused there when he took in the unbelieving look Ara was giving him," Or er a dark wizard could have got him.. er, yes that is it. It was simply a dark wizard of the garden variety.... not a death eater, Oh no . My dear you must remember how dangerous a Aurator's job really is. They know they might face death at any moment.. You stepfather served his country well... perhaps a memorial would be in order....."Fudge said musingly.
"But Sir! I don't think he's dead I just think Malfoy.. I don't know jut sent him elsewhere!", Ara cried. Fudge turned red again at the mention of Malfoy and then roared," I will not hear anymore of this preposterous story, I will not have you accusing my dear friends !."he paused seeing Ara cringe at his angry tone before calming down and putting on a perfectly schooled politicians face," I'm sorry my dear, you must have been though a horrific time, yes, so horrific in fact that it caused you to have delusions rather than remember what really happened...an accident perhaps.. a spell backfiring on your father and killing him... you certainly could be forgiven for that....yes... You're so young, to young. You have a Auorator license is that correct? The youngest ever to qualify?" Fudge asked her suddenly.
Ara nodded mutely. Her father had made sure she had gotten certified as he had to take her with him when he went off on long trips as he was her only guardian and he wanted to make sure she could protect herself incase any of the people he was investigating got hostile.
"Yes, yes, much to young, "Fudge mumbled, "Why some wizards twice your age could not handle the strain.., yes, yes, my dear, I'm afraid I must simply take away your license. You never should have been able to get it before you graduated anyways. It was only given to you because of special circumstances.... provisional really.....yes provisional." Fudge seemed to be trying to convince himself.
"But, But Sir! I earned that license I went though all the training the others did and I got top marks in all of my Aurator's classes!" Ara squawked!
"No, No my dear iv made my decision . You must go now as I appear to have another visitor." Fudge motioned towards the door which appeared to be hanging slightly open.
Ara turned around and did a double take. She knew she had shut the door. Slowly the door opened and Lucus Malfoy stepped in. "Sorry to bother you Minister but I heard this girl was making horrible accusations about my person and I decided I had better see what all of this nonsense was about. "Malfoy said glaring at Ara.
"Oh, Yes, That. Yes, well that has been cleared up hasn't Ara. "Fudge said Ara said nothing just glared back at Lucus." Right it's cleared up, nothing to worry about Lucus, Ara was just leaving. "Fudge declared.
Ara looked from one to the other and sighed and walked out of the door. But, as she was leaving she heard "Sorry about that Lucus. I'm afraid Doumbledore is up to his old tricks again, this time employing the aid of a student. The man is simply incorrigible!" Fudge declared then the voices were cut off by a door slamming shut.
Ara slumped her head and shoulders in defeat. Fudge had not believed her, the Malfoy's of the world were free, and she was now family-less.... it had been a very bad day.
