Another World


Sylvia woke up early the next morning. She wanted to find out where she can find Alastor and find out how she could help. That is if that would allow her to. She was afraid that they would turn her away because she's a muggle. She didn't much care what they think, she is going to help weather they like it or not. But there were things she needed to do first before finding him.
Sylvia pulled out a metal box, grabbed the same jacket she wore the other day and went out the door. It didn't take long for her to arrive at the Leaky Cauldron. The other day was busy with people on their lunch break, this morning it was almost empty.
"Oh, good to see you again," said Tom from behind the counter, "I was hoping what with what happened"
"It's OK. I should have been paying more attention to things," Sylvia suddenly went into more of a business attitude, "Tom, the other day you said that you would show me how to get into Diagon Alley."
"You wish to go?"
"Yes please."
Tom smiled, "Alright, let me just get something for you." He left to go into a back room. He emerged a moment latter with an item that looked almost like a pencil. "This is called a M.A.M. Muggle Available Movement. It's what we give to muggles that want to be able to get into places that can only be accessed by wands. If you follow me through that door over there, I'll show you how to use it."
Sylvia followed Tom into what looked like a back alley. There was nothing there but some trash cans. Tom pointed at an indentation, "See this spot. Now all you do is tap here, here, here, and here."
Sylvia's eyes widened as she saw the bricks move to make a door way into a crowed street full of witches and wizards.
"Here you go?" Tom gives Sylvia the M.A.M.
"Thank you."
"No problem," said Tom as he returned inside the Leaky Cauldron.
The wall closed just after she stepped through. The place was amazing. Suddenly she felt like she was ten years old and at the fair. Sylvia thought how much fun it would be to go shopping in these shops. Especially the clothing stores. But there was one place she needed to go to first. And that was Gringotts to get her money exchanged. The metal box contained all of her allowance for the past four years. She wanted to have enough to return to this world.
It didn't take long for her to find the place. Sylvia walked up the steps and saw a strange creature standing at the door like a guard. Her first thought was that it might have been a goblin. It was defiantly not a house elf. Sylvia said hello before going in. There were more goblins inside the bank. Along with people getting things taken cared of. Sylvia was at a lost as to what to do. She asked the first person she came across. That was of coarse a goblin taking a bag over to someplace.
"Excuse me, sir. Do you know where I should go to get my money exchanged for wizard money?"
The goblin pointed over to a counter and went on his way. Sylvia went to the counter he told her to go. A goblin was there scribing away on a piece of paper. "Hello."
The goblin looked up at her, "You have money to exchange?"
"Yes, I do," Sylvia pulled out the metal box and unlocked it. "Um.. I don't know how much that makes out to, ah."
The goblin set to work at counting the cash inside.

****

A knock came to Dumbledore's office door.
"Enter."
A man in black robes came walking into the room. His hair was black and slicked back with some gel. One could tell by the bags under his eyes that he hasn't slept much for the past few days.
"Please have seat Severus," said Dumbledore as he pointed at a chair.
Severus sat down on the chair, "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, I do. I wanted to speak with you on a very important matter."
"What may it be?"
"Before I go into that. I need for you to understand that what I am about to ask of you, may and will come about in time. What I need to know is if you are willing to risk everything you have for this."
Severus gives him a kind of confused look. He thought a moment about what he just said and realized just what it was that he meant.
"I already did 'risk' everything. Did I not?"
"There is no denying that. What I am asking is, are you willing to continue?"
"You want me to help with the Aurors or something?"
"No, what I am asking is something that would have to wait for when Voldermort returns."
Severus went very pale as he realized what it is that Dumbledore is about to ask him. "How on earth am I going to be able to fool the Dark Lord that I am on his side? Was it not me that told you about the Potters being in danger? As soon as word gets out that I spied for you, and it's bound to I know it, my name would be put down on the hit list."
"You can of coarse tell him about you being bound to save James's life"
"Well I failed in that now didn't I." Severus couldn't sit anymore. He rose from his chair and started passing the room.
"Was that what been troubling you?"
Not looking at him, Severus said, "That and other things." He looked around at all the paintings on the wall of all the sleeping Headmasters and Headmistresses of the past. "Things the Dark Lord would find with hardly any effort."
Dumbledore said, "You believe that he'll use occlumency on you."
"He'll be a fool not too."
"He would be able to use occlumency," said Dumbledore in a manner that made Severus look at him, "That unless you yourself know occlumency."

****

Sylvia at first wasn't sure if she would have enough to last a day in this world. But after she got her money exchanged, she found that she had enough to get a room at the Leaky Cauldron for a good amount of time, make an account, and have enough to spend.
Sylvia glanced all around, trying to figure out just what to get first. It was when she came by a shop when it became obvious to her as to where to start. "Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions."
She stepped inside the place to see what she can get here. Sylvia was just looking at a dress on a manikin when a witch with a smile on her face came walking up to her.
"Anything I can help you with, dear?"
"Ah, yes. I was looking for something that I could use for casual wear. Something not too fancy. And not shabby either."
"I know just what you are talking about, just follow me."
Sylvia followed Malkin to a counter where she pulled out a book and opened it up. "Just go through this, and tell me what you want when you're ready."
She had gone through two of the pages when she heard the door open.
"Mrs. Weasley how good to see you," said Malkin.
Sylvia turned to see a kind faced woman pushing a pink stroller. "Hello Malkin, I was wondering if you have time to help me with something."
"Of coarse. What can I help you with?"
"Author is going to a business party tonight, and I want him to look his best. I have his measurements right here." Mrs. Weasley pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Malkin.
"We'll get right to it." Malkin came to the counter and pulled out another book and placed it beside the book Sylvia was looking at. Mrs. Weasley came up beside her.
Sylvia couldn't help but look at the baby in the stroller.
"She's so cute."
Mrs. Weasley beamed at the complement, "Thank you. We named her Ginny."
"How many do you have now?" asked Malkin, "Eight?"
Mrs. Weasley laugh, "Not that many. Seven."
Sylvia looks at her with a surprised look, "That's a lot of kids. How do you handle that many at once?"
"It's not easy. One of my boys is at school right now. Started his second year this year."
Malkin asked, "Who's looking after them right now?"
"A friend of mine. Now let's see." Mrs. Weasley started going through the book.
Sylvia found just the right outfit she wanted to start things off with. It was black with lace on it. Two elements she's not overly into, but the style of the dress made a difference.
"Oh, you would look lovely in that. Now let's get it to your size. Right this way."
It didn't take long with the pining and the trimming. It took surprisingly fast, and cost about 50 Galleons. She bought a cloak to go with it.
By that afternoon, Sylvia now blended in with the crowd. One couldn't tell if she was a witch or a muggle. She went back to the Leaky Cauldron. It was once again crowed with people that were on their lunch break.
Sylvia was just making her way to the counter when someone gave a little tug on her cloak and said, "Hey now, see that you've come back."
Sylvia turned to see a man with a kind smile looking up at her. He was also wearing a very strange hat on his head. The people she was with were looking at her as well. "Didn't see any reason to get scared off."
"Well that's good to hear. I was afraid that that Quall fellow had scared you off."
"No.. I just had some things to think about."
A black witch at the table said, "Well, why don't you join us for a drink? It's nice to have a party before going back to work."
Sylvia's first day became a thing of the past. She learned more about the wizard world from the group of people she sat with. The man with the strange hat name is Elphias Doge. The witch that invited her to join them is Janis Winkens. The other at the table, a man with dark brown hair, name is Nelm Gash. He was a hansom man. Although there was one thing that Sylvia kept looking at, his wooden arm. The wooden arm freaked Sylvia out a bit because it would move like he would move a regular arm. He teased her on that.
They've talked about many things. Such as sports, wizard and muggle, and making comparisons. The group told her the whole story over what had happened the night that Voldermort was killed. It seemed strange that a something about a small baby caused that to happen.
"It's sad that James and Lily died," said Elphias, "Poor lad, not even going to get the chance to know them. They were fine sort of people. Knew them myself."
Sylvia asked, "So you all believe that You-Know-Who is dead?"
Janis said, "Well, I think so. Why else did he disappear than if he's dead?"
Nelm said, "I don't know. It seems too odd to me."
Elphias added, "I for one will not believe it till I see the body."
The other two shivered at the idea.
Sylvia did not at all forget what she wanted to do. In fact, she was hoping to see Moody come in for lunch as he did the other day. But he didn't. As everyone was getting ready to leave, Sylvia asked, "Do any of you know Alastor Moody?"
"Alastor Moody? Sure I know him," said Elphias.
"I was hoping to talk to him today."
"He's probably still at work. You could send him an owl."
"I'll do that. Thanks."

****

"You look like you're in a foul mood," said Kingsley when he looked in on Alastor.
Alastor leaned back in his chair, "You have no idea as to how much of a 'bad' mood I'm in. Two more made claims of being controlled, and are cleared of charges."
Kingsley just shook his head, "If this keeps up, we won't have anyone going to where they belong."
"Tell me about it. And to top it all off," Alastor had Kingsley lean in so he could whisper into his ear, "Files are disappearing."
"What?!"
"That's my reaction."
"Anyone looking into this?"
"I put Evan on the case. But I'm not sure if that's good enough."
Kingsley shook his head, "This is not looking good at all."
"Don't remind me." An owl dropped a letter on his desk. Alastor picked it up, "I'm about ready to take any option to put a stop to this."
"The Ministry is giving a lot of leeway for us to catch them."
Alastor opened the letter, and started reading it. After only a moment, he started scribing something on the back of it.
"It may be a good thing their giving us a lot of leeway."
Kingsley looks at him curiously.

****

Sylvia sat there in the back room of the Leaky Cauldron as she waited for Alastor to arrive. It was going to be a late meeting to avoid people finding out about their conversation. Sylvia spent that time trying to figure out what it is that she can do. For all she could tell, all she could do is just sit and watch.
Sylvia looked at the letter again. Looking at what she wrote and what Alastor wrote.
Dear Alastor,

I want to help. Please contact me if you could use me for anything.

Sylvia Esterson

Turning it over it reads.

Dear Sylvia,

Meet me around midnight in the back room of the Leaky Cauldron.

Alastor Moody

The door into the room opened and Alastor came in. He doubled checked to make sure that there was no one in the other room to see him go in. He closed the door and the discussion began.