To Hell And Back
Written by Elven Warrior1
AN: The original Harry Potter characters do not belong to me..but my made up characters and this plott do. So if you want to use it, ask me first.
Chapter Twelve
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Blimey, I'm dumstruck. I hate to admit it, but I'm shocked beyond hell right now. If I thought getting out of Azkaban was odd, this is at the top of my list so far. Jones is dead serious too...
So now what? I'm asking you.
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Charolette just stood there, dumbfounded, and staring at Ethridge Jones with a confused look on her face. No one could hold back their laughter for long, for Sirius Black burst out into wild rampaging laughter a minute later. Soon after him, the rest of the group chuckled, all except Moody. He remained as gruff as before.
"I don't see what's so funny!" He barked, making several people jump, Charolette included. "Sorry. Charolette was just offered a job on the aurora team. This is NO LAUGHING MATTER!" Once again, his sudden outburst startled people. "Sorry." He muttered.
"Aw come on Alastor." Dumbledore grinned, that twinkle in his eyes yet again returning to the old wizard. "We haven't seen more than a stern face from our Charolette, it's funny. Admit it." Moody glared at the proffessor, his glass eye lolling in his head, resting on the girl, continuing to stare at the new Minister of Magic.
A light chatter then filled the atmosphere, completely oblivious to the Minister and Ministry Officials standing in front of them. Charolette jumped out of her trance, shaking her head remorcefully.
"I'm sorry Minister, but I'm not what you're looking for." She said, not looking away from his eyes. He only smiled.
"On the contrary Miss Rones,"
"Please, don't use that name."
"Alright, Miss Charolette," He checked to make sure it was alright with her. Gaining an aproval nod, he continued. "You are exactly what we need. No aurora working for me or any other minister in this entire earth can do exactly what you do. Not only are you a sorcerer, but you are the most powerfull wizard I have ever seen. And I thought Potter was the most powerfull, but you've proved me wrong, you proved everyone wrong. With your brain, your strength, and ability to react in certain situations, we can take back control over the evil!" Several ministry officials clapped, Percy was scribbling furriously on his parchment.
It took the girl at least 20 minutes to even work over the information that the Minister had just given to her. If it had been Fudge, she would have spat in his face, punched him sencless and baracaded herself in the basement of the newly remodled House of Black.
"You can't control evil." She said after sometime, gaining everyone elses attention once again. "Controling evil would mean destroying the world. Any perfectly sweet person can be corrupted for the thirst of power and urge to kill. You can't live in a world without having that evil..it's never been heard of. Ever since Adam and Eve and the creation of this world, there's been evil. It's physically impossible."
"But we can capture as much of the evil that can be contained." Harry said, stepping forward.
"Yes, yes you can." Charolette answered, indicating to the ministry. Not even including herself in the sentence.
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I can't do it..I can't work for them. Not after what they did to me..it's just, too frustrating. I've seen enough of the Ministry then my share of. Ah damnit, I can't get them off my back.
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It had long gone dark before The people decided that it was time to go inside and prepare for a late dinner. The Minister would be staying along with his Officials. Molly was aboslutly thrilled, and shooed everyone out of the kitchen to prepare a wonderful feast, as Ron had put it. His mouth was already watering.
Charolette on the other hand, could care less about food. It was only her first day out of Azkaban, food was the last thing on her mind. She wasn't sure if she was really even out of Azkaban, but that it was only an allusion. A bad dream. Harry pinched her, noticing her eyes out of focus. Nope, it wasn't a dream.
She sat in the living room, The Ministry in front of her, Sirius Black to her right, Remus lupin to her left, James Potter and Lily Potter behind her, and the rest gathered around them. Charolette felt locked up again, being around so many people.
"Charolette, think about it. You'd be doing so much for our world, making everyone a little bit safer, and bringing back your reputation that you lost on the account of Fudge." She smirked, thinking about the impeached Minister that was now out on the streets, looking for someplace to live, or something to eat.
If being paddled to join the Ministry wasn't enough, the constant rubbing on her back by Sirius was driving her crazy. She tried to tell herself that it was just absentmindedly, he didn't know he was doing it. Then, Remus Lupin had grabbed her hand, giving it a gentle squeez, and continued to hold on.
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Ah! Intimate touch! Intimate touch! Not appretiated at the momment! Bloody hell, would he just stop talking for a moment. He's reapeated his self a bloody 30 times now..It's getting old.
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"I, I don't know." She finally stammered, after the Minister finnished with his propaganda and cup of tea. "It's very flattering. But, I've only just been released from Azkaban. I might as already re-arrange my funeral plans and re-write my will. Most wizard folk would rather see me dead than in the Ministry Office. It's, it's just too damn soon."
"We're loosing time to catch these deatheaters." Harry butt-in before the Minister could say the same.
"Damnit Potter, do you always have to contradict me?" She snapped, turning to glare at the boy. He just smirked, and patted her head as if she was a little girl. Charolette jerked, attempting to throw herself at him, tickle him merclessly and have him scream his defeat. But Sirius and Remus had grabbed her arms, keeping her in her seat. "The minute they let me go Potter, you're floor bait."
"Please Charolette." Ethridge pleaded suddenly, getting to his knees in front of the girl. "Please, we need your help, and we'll go to any extent to win your confidence. We need you."
Everyone was absolutly stunned by his behavior. Severus Snape, however, was slightly amused, watching the man with gleefull eyes and turning his gaze upon Charolette, who too, was smirking, but suddenly went sullen.
"Fine, fine." She said, growing serious once again. "But, under once circumstance: My name is not to be printed in any newspaper, magazine or book untill the world is used to my getting out of Azkaban. Once they find out I'm working for you, I'm dead that very night." Ethridge, grinned, still on his knees.
"Of course." Percy, make note of that. And keep it at hand untill her word." Percy nodded, scratching away again.
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I never would have agreed to something like this. I think having Lupin and Black hold my hands and carassing me is getting to my head. They'll find themselves in pink dresses before the night is over. Mark my words, it will be done.
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The evening had been a rather noisey one. Charolette on the otherhand, tried to stay as quiet as she could. But Remus Lupin and James Potter had gotten her to scream as they drenched her with a bucket of ice cold water. Instead of speaking to those too at dinner, she sent them nasty glares, and unwilling spoke with Sirius, Lily and Hermione who all sat near her.
"Nah, you're room has been fixed up quite a bit." Sirius was saying through a mouthfull of potatoes, occasionally spraying Remus with them on purpose. "We made sure it was decorated and done just how you like it. Though, Molly wasn't too pleased with the black and dark purple. "
"Molly can kiss my ass for all I care." Charolette growled suddenly, taking a rather small helping of potatoes herself. Sirius burst out laughing.
"You don't know how many times I've wanted to tell her that." Sirius said, ignoring the glares from Tonks who was listening into the conversation. "But Nyphmdora here makes me hold my tongue."
"It's Tonks to you Binky." The woman with neon hair spat. Everyone turned to Sirius, bemused faces. Sirius though, shot daggers at his cousin, gripping the table untill his knuckles went white.
"–Binky?" Charolette repeated. "'Binky'? How the hell do you get the nickname 'binky?' "Charolette began laughing, a rare noise that they've heard since she came home.
But the moment was too good to last, for under the table, came a small back puppy, throwing itself onto Charolette, barking widly.
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Because of all their pestering, I decided it would be better to just talk to people instead of ignore them. I don't want to know what the Mauraders and the Weasley Twins would do to me.
Though, how is it possible to get Binky from Sirius Black? Something I'm going to have to investigate one. Looks like Tonks is my main woman.
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AN: The original Harry Potter characters do not belong to me..but my made up characters and this plott do. So if you want to use it, ask me first.
Chapter Twelve
*****
Blimey, I'm dumstruck. I hate to admit it, but I'm shocked beyond hell right now. If I thought getting out of Azkaban was odd, this is at the top of my list so far. Jones is dead serious too...
So now what? I'm asking you.
*****
Charolette just stood there, dumbfounded, and staring at Ethridge Jones with a confused look on her face. No one could hold back their laughter for long, for Sirius Black burst out into wild rampaging laughter a minute later. Soon after him, the rest of the group chuckled, all except Moody. He remained as gruff as before.
"I don't see what's so funny!" He barked, making several people jump, Charolette included. "Sorry. Charolette was just offered a job on the aurora team. This is NO LAUGHING MATTER!" Once again, his sudden outburst startled people. "Sorry." He muttered.
"Aw come on Alastor." Dumbledore grinned, that twinkle in his eyes yet again returning to the old wizard. "We haven't seen more than a stern face from our Charolette, it's funny. Admit it." Moody glared at the proffessor, his glass eye lolling in his head, resting on the girl, continuing to stare at the new Minister of Magic.
A light chatter then filled the atmosphere, completely oblivious to the Minister and Ministry Officials standing in front of them. Charolette jumped out of her trance, shaking her head remorcefully.
"I'm sorry Minister, but I'm not what you're looking for." She said, not looking away from his eyes. He only smiled.
"On the contrary Miss Rones,"
"Please, don't use that name."
"Alright, Miss Charolette," He checked to make sure it was alright with her. Gaining an aproval nod, he continued. "You are exactly what we need. No aurora working for me or any other minister in this entire earth can do exactly what you do. Not only are you a sorcerer, but you are the most powerfull wizard I have ever seen. And I thought Potter was the most powerfull, but you've proved me wrong, you proved everyone wrong. With your brain, your strength, and ability to react in certain situations, we can take back control over the evil!" Several ministry officials clapped, Percy was scribbling furriously on his parchment.
It took the girl at least 20 minutes to even work over the information that the Minister had just given to her. If it had been Fudge, she would have spat in his face, punched him sencless and baracaded herself in the basement of the newly remodled House of Black.
"You can't control evil." She said after sometime, gaining everyone elses attention once again. "Controling evil would mean destroying the world. Any perfectly sweet person can be corrupted for the thirst of power and urge to kill. You can't live in a world without having that evil..it's never been heard of. Ever since Adam and Eve and the creation of this world, there's been evil. It's physically impossible."
"But we can capture as much of the evil that can be contained." Harry said, stepping forward.
"Yes, yes you can." Charolette answered, indicating to the ministry. Not even including herself in the sentence.
*****
I can't do it..I can't work for them. Not after what they did to me..it's just, too frustrating. I've seen enough of the Ministry then my share of. Ah damnit, I can't get them off my back.
*****
It had long gone dark before The people decided that it was time to go inside and prepare for a late dinner. The Minister would be staying along with his Officials. Molly was aboslutly thrilled, and shooed everyone out of the kitchen to prepare a wonderful feast, as Ron had put it. His mouth was already watering.
Charolette on the other hand, could care less about food. It was only her first day out of Azkaban, food was the last thing on her mind. She wasn't sure if she was really even out of Azkaban, but that it was only an allusion. A bad dream. Harry pinched her, noticing her eyes out of focus. Nope, it wasn't a dream.
She sat in the living room, The Ministry in front of her, Sirius Black to her right, Remus lupin to her left, James Potter and Lily Potter behind her, and the rest gathered around them. Charolette felt locked up again, being around so many people.
"Charolette, think about it. You'd be doing so much for our world, making everyone a little bit safer, and bringing back your reputation that you lost on the account of Fudge." She smirked, thinking about the impeached Minister that was now out on the streets, looking for someplace to live, or something to eat.
If being paddled to join the Ministry wasn't enough, the constant rubbing on her back by Sirius was driving her crazy. She tried to tell herself that it was just absentmindedly, he didn't know he was doing it. Then, Remus Lupin had grabbed her hand, giving it a gentle squeez, and continued to hold on.
*****
Ah! Intimate touch! Intimate touch! Not appretiated at the momment! Bloody hell, would he just stop talking for a moment. He's reapeated his self a bloody 30 times now..It's getting old.
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"I, I don't know." She finally stammered, after the Minister finnished with his propaganda and cup of tea. "It's very flattering. But, I've only just been released from Azkaban. I might as already re-arrange my funeral plans and re-write my will. Most wizard folk would rather see me dead than in the Ministry Office. It's, it's just too damn soon."
"We're loosing time to catch these deatheaters." Harry butt-in before the Minister could say the same.
"Damnit Potter, do you always have to contradict me?" She snapped, turning to glare at the boy. He just smirked, and patted her head as if she was a little girl. Charolette jerked, attempting to throw herself at him, tickle him merclessly and have him scream his defeat. But Sirius and Remus had grabbed her arms, keeping her in her seat. "The minute they let me go Potter, you're floor bait."
"Please Charolette." Ethridge pleaded suddenly, getting to his knees in front of the girl. "Please, we need your help, and we'll go to any extent to win your confidence. We need you."
Everyone was absolutly stunned by his behavior. Severus Snape, however, was slightly amused, watching the man with gleefull eyes and turning his gaze upon Charolette, who too, was smirking, but suddenly went sullen.
"Fine, fine." She said, growing serious once again. "But, under once circumstance: My name is not to be printed in any newspaper, magazine or book untill the world is used to my getting out of Azkaban. Once they find out I'm working for you, I'm dead that very night." Ethridge, grinned, still on his knees.
"Of course." Percy, make note of that. And keep it at hand untill her word." Percy nodded, scratching away again.
*****
I never would have agreed to something like this. I think having Lupin and Black hold my hands and carassing me is getting to my head. They'll find themselves in pink dresses before the night is over. Mark my words, it will be done.
*****
The evening had been a rather noisey one. Charolette on the otherhand, tried to stay as quiet as she could. But Remus Lupin and James Potter had gotten her to scream as they drenched her with a bucket of ice cold water. Instead of speaking to those too at dinner, she sent them nasty glares, and unwilling spoke with Sirius, Lily and Hermione who all sat near her.
"Nah, you're room has been fixed up quite a bit." Sirius was saying through a mouthfull of potatoes, occasionally spraying Remus with them on purpose. "We made sure it was decorated and done just how you like it. Though, Molly wasn't too pleased with the black and dark purple. "
"Molly can kiss my ass for all I care." Charolette growled suddenly, taking a rather small helping of potatoes herself. Sirius burst out laughing.
"You don't know how many times I've wanted to tell her that." Sirius said, ignoring the glares from Tonks who was listening into the conversation. "But Nyphmdora here makes me hold my tongue."
"It's Tonks to you Binky." The woman with neon hair spat. Everyone turned to Sirius, bemused faces. Sirius though, shot daggers at his cousin, gripping the table untill his knuckles went white.
"–Binky?" Charolette repeated. "'Binky'? How the hell do you get the nickname 'binky?' "Charolette began laughing, a rare noise that they've heard since she came home.
But the moment was too good to last, for under the table, came a small back puppy, throwing itself onto Charolette, barking widly.
*****
Because of all their pestering, I decided it would be better to just talk to people instead of ignore them. I don't want to know what the Mauraders and the Weasley Twins would do to me.
Though, how is it possible to get Binky from Sirius Black? Something I'm going to have to investigate one. Looks like Tonks is my main woman.
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