Disclaimer: I do not own anything except Riley, Rebecca, Cathryn and the Auror team Cana Lupa. I also own any other characters you may not recognize.
tomato-can: I'll update as often as I can, but it gets kind of hectic with school and extra-curricular activities...school is evil...lol
Yav: Yes, we will see why dear Snapey is showing compassion... [cackles sinisterly] [coughs] Besides, if Harry and Ron died, we'd all be doomed. Hehe and about your suspicions of if they are the daughters, well you'll see.
trevor-bruttenholm: i had hoped the first chapter would pull people in. Thanks!
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The next day, Dumbledore had Harry, Ron and Hermione sent up the school to show the Auror team Cana Lupa, and Cathryn around. Hermione was especially excited to meet Cana Lupa. She said that they stood for all female rights and such. Remus was the one who escorted the three of them up there. He left them at the entrance having to go talk with McGonagall about a spell of some sort. Dumbledore came up shortly after, followed by an elderly man with spiky white hair and goatee.
"I'm telling you, Albus! Those two are geniuses! And Cathryn isn't far behind!"
"But, Sisqo, they're so young! I thought they were older!"
"16 ain't that young!" The man called Sisqo had an American accent and wore black robes along with a black cowboy hat. He was about an inch taller than Dumbledore.
"For Aurors it is!" Albus sounded slightly exasperated.
Hermione gasped. "Cana Lupa is only 16?? That's our age!"
"Are you sure that it's them that they're talking about?" Asked Harry with a raised eyebrow. Hermione nodded.
Dumbledore and Sisqo noticed the three of them there. "Ah, this must be the dream team!" Said Sisqo. "I've heard a lot about you three. Very impressive." He was being sincere about it too, and actually did look pleased to meet them.
The three of them smiled sheepishly. "Thanks..."
Sisqo continued, "I'm Sisqo Falangi, the headmaster at Toadblossom, we had to close the school down." The old man looked downright depressed now. It was obvious he felt terrible about what had happened, and even felt guilty that he was alive. Two girls rounded the corner, talking in hushed whispers.
"Professor Falangi!!" Both exclaimed and rushed up to him, suddenly bombarding him with questions.
Falangi laughed. "Good to see you too, Renee, Gillian." The three talked for a few moments, then Dumbledore joined in and introduced himself to the two girls, and then he turned to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Children, this is Renee," he pointed to the blond, "And this is Gillian, they are the Cana Lupa Auror team."
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Remus was in his two-story home in a small, out of the way suburb area where there were few houses, and even fewer people. Remus Lupin had a little secret, other than his being a werewolf. He was actually quite well off financially, not poor, but not outlandishly rich either. His mother left him a small fortune when she had died. Remus, however, decided it best to pretend to be poor because the Ministry would have taken all his money if they'd found out. Remus felt like he needed a job though, he felt like he should work for it, but a job was impossible to find.
The young man was actually rather angry, though he'd only show it when he knew that no one was around. His best friend was dead, Harry wasn't doing so great, Snape needed to get a life, and Riley was back! He'd have to hear about her husband or boyfriend or whatever she had now, and how great her life turned out, with out him. That was his own fault though, most of everything was.
He walked up the stairs to an unused bedroom, threw open the closet and emerged with two things he thought he'd never want to see again, his guitar and his pensieve. Remus sat on the floor and began playing some heavy metal on the magically enchanted guitar; it could play without electricity, though it was electric. He let his feeling pour out through the guitar, as he had done so many times in his youth, then, he touched his pensieve and was magically transported to about 20 years ago.
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Dumbledore smiled at the two. "You're here early, but it proves that you are prompt."
Gillian smiled back at him. She seemed like a quiet, reserved, girl, but in fact she was quite the opposite. Gillian was strait-forward, loud, and a merciless prankster. Renee was sarcastic, in your face, and a bit hard to get close to; she waited for others to make the first move.
At that moment a petite blond woman strode up the corridor to Albus, a letter in her hand, looking upset. "Dumbledore!" She exclaimed; everyone was strongly reminded of Professor McGonagall.
"Yes?" Replied Dumbledore cheerfully.
"How did you manage to get vampires and werewolves to help us? They've been enemies for centuries!"
"Cana Lupa, Selene, I believe you've heard of them?" Albus motioned to the two girls.
Selene looked at them. "That isn't Cana Lupa! What would two kids know about werewolves and vampires?!" She exclaimed, exasperated. Selene Lantica was the newly appointed Mistress of Magic. Fudge had been sacked. (YAY!) Selene didn't normally freak out like this; she was generally a very sweet woman. She was just extremely stressed because of all the pressure that the senior members were placing on her. She was the youngest Minister of Magic (Mistress whatever...) ever at only age 39. She was just trying to insure that Albus hadn't done anything too illegal to get the creatures of the night on their side. She didn't want anyone trying to get Dumbledore away from Hogwarts.
Renee's eye twitched when Selene referred to them as kids. "Mrs. Lantica, if you must know I am the half wolven." She held up her ring on her middle finger (mentioned in previous chapter).
"And as for vampires, I used to be one," Added Gillian, holding out her wrist to reveal bite marks, "Wasn't my choice, but luckily Renee here found a cure about a year ago."
Ron chortled softly and said loudly for only Harry and Hermione to hear, "Malfoy's going have fun this year."
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Sorry it's so short; I'll try and make the next one longer that just seemed to be a good place to end it. Please review if you like it, or even if ya don't! Matters not to me, as long as I know what you think.
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