CH.3 "Triple the Troubles's always more fun."-Fred Weasley
J.K's chars are not mine.

Ara slowly made her way back down to the Aurator Division as she did not know where else to go where she might be welcome. No real father, he had disappeared around the time of her birth. No real mother, well, at lest not anymore.. Her father had returned one afternoon 8 years after her mother had married her stepfather only to disappear off again this time taking her mother with him. Needless to say Ara did not think highly of the man whom she shared half her genes, and neither did the rest of the wizzarding community for that matter.

Alfonse Darkling, Slithern, of only the purest blood that the wizarding world could produce. Son of Dedalus Darkling, one of the greatest pillars of wizzarding society who was often found to say that his son was "a insufferable git who's moronic ways would not amount to anything. An embarrassment to the great name of Darkling."

Ara smiled to her self at the last. Her grandda had been right. He had disappointed not only his wife, but managed to be the only living man to pull a fast one on "You Know Who." Yes, Alfonse Darkling, Slitheren, Pureblood, Death Eater.

The newspapers had gone crazy with the story, "Alfonse Darkling missing after accusations link him with recent Death Eater Attacks.", "Fifteen Dead! Thought to be by the hand of missing A. Darkling! Inquiries are being made into the possibility of a link to the murders and Ministry representitive and father Dedalus Darkling!" They read.

Ara's mother had kept the clippings for god knows why. Ara kinda of thought maybe she missed him.

Her grandda had been in a rage. Ara was only three at the time but she remembered vivid details of a huge gray bearded red faced man raging at the top of his lungs to many different people. The house was suddenly filled with figures in dark robes who stayed for three weeks. Ara had not been allowed to wander around though because she was so young so she did not remember any exact faces. She regretted it later.

After about three weeks someone had come to the house and brought with him silence almost as if everyone was afraid to breathe too loudly least it disturb him. That afternoon on the last day her Grandfather had gone out and gotten a final name for himself. "Darkling the Destroyer, Darkling the greatest Deatheater Ever!" He had gone out and murdered 28 people in one hour. He and his entronoge had left the house hastily after that just in time to allude the authorities.

Ara had been found in her room trying to comfort her crying mother by Mad Eye Moody. She still remembered seeing the man with the spinning eye as he broke thought the door wand pointed only to curse and make his way into another room. Argus Mondale had followed him into the room but he remained, drawn to Ara's mother. He had felt bad for her Ara figured, or maybe was a bit infatuated by the dramatic figure she made. A beautiful maiden crying her heart out onto a pillow. In any case 6 months later he had become her step-dad, everyone figured the dark lord had killed her real father, and that was that.... Well until her father had come back and taken her mother.. elsewhere. Argus had taken care of her ever since. He was the only real father she knew and was her real dad for all she cared for him.

Her musing had lead her to the wood and frosted glass door of the aurotor division. She took a deep breath and then pushed it open. Durien paused in mid-sentence and turned toward the door. Ara noted he had been talking with Author Weasley, from over in the misuse of muggle artifacts division.

"By your face I take it it's not good news dear?" Asked Mr. Weasley who was also the father of her best friends Fred and George.

"Don't tell me he didn't believe you!" Durian exclamined,"Just look at you! What else could have happened!" He exclaimed. "According to him Da is either off on holiday, or was murdered by dark wizards of the garden variety..."Ara paused," Also he seemed to think Headmaster Dumbledor put me up to it... which kind of confused me.." She paused.

"Dark Wizards of the garden variety!" Snorted Durien," What next!"

" He's believes everything is Doumbledore's doing nowadays.. quite paranoid that one.. "Muttered Mr. Weasley.

"Why is that?" asked Ara curiously.

"Can't stand the thought that 'You Know Who' is back, ruins his happy little delusions. "Gruffed a voice from behind Ara. She turned around and faced Mad Eye Moody his magic eye in a glass of water, which he systematically splashed up and down in the cup.

Ara watched his eye for a few minutes mesmerized before she remembered to mention the most important part of her encounter, "He took away my Aurator license!" She exclaimed.

"What!" they all exclaimed which was punctuated by the breaking of glass as Moody had dropped his cup. He quickly repaired it and while looking down at his eye, making sure none of the glass had harmed it said" You worked as hard as any other candidate to earn your license.. Since when has he reserved the right to stick his noise in Aurator business.?" He asked dangerously quiet as he popped his eye back into his head with a plop.

Moody had been her tutor during a good deal of her Aurator training and took it as a personal affront that the minister would try to try and get rid of someone he had deemed Aurator material and on whom's license he had put his seal of approval.

"The Minister has been passing allot of strange laws of late..."Mr. Weasley said darkly," It's no surprise he now has power to dismiss aurators at will...He knows most of you count Dumbldore as a friend."

Moody grunted his magical eye spinning in agitation and Ara sighed.

"Well, no matter Ara Dear. You will simply have to come and stay with us until the summer is out." Offered Mr. Weasley. "You are good friends with Fred and George, I'm sure they will be pleased as punch to see you come and stay with us a bit."

"That, will not be necessary Aurthor . Thanks , but I will be taking over the care of Miss. Darkling for the time being." The aged yet agreeable voice of Albus Dumbledore sounded from the doorway soon to be followed by the man himself in purple robes. "I had made a promise to her father.." here he paused at a few confused looks," her stepfather that in the case anything evil should befall him, I would myself take over his charge."

"I didn't know Da did that!" Ara exclaimed.

"Are you sure Dumbledore, You are so busy this summer what with... well what with things... Molly and I would be happy to take her..."Mr. Weasly's voice fell off as Dumbledore waved his hand.

"No, No , Author You already have two scaly wags to deal with, When you add this one to the mix, well, that is not something I would wish on anyone." Dumblecore winked at Ara,"As they are prone to even wilder ideas for some strange reason.."Ara blushed."No, I'll take over her from here Author , but thank you for your concern. Come along Ara, for I have much to do today. Good day Author, Moody, Durien, good day." with that Dumbledore took Ara's hand lead her down to the elevator and then up to the first floor where they both hoped a fireplace and flooed themselves home, well to Dumbledors home anyways.

When Fred and George found out how close they had been to having their favorite partner in crime stay with them both sighed.

"Triple the trouble is always more fun." Said Fred.

"You right mate, OH well at lest we know where to find her when we need her." Said George.

And with that they shut their door and went on with their experimenting.