This is a short, not great chapter, but there you go! The best I could do. I have severe writer's block.

Chapter 33 – A series of unrelated events (for want of a better title)

29th October, 1985:

"That was beautiful." Kathryn sighed.

She and her friends had just arrived home after the wedding of Frank and Alice Longbottom. It had been a wonderful occasion, and everyone had been happy and content.

"Y'know, I'm never letting you wrap presents again." Sirius informed her.

Kathryn blushed. She could not wrap presents nicely to save her life. "I'll just have to got back to placing everything in pre-decorated bags and boxes then."

"Yep." Sirius agreed. Kathryn couldn't wrap things up magically either.

It was often funny that while Kat was a skilled Auror capable of disguise in seconds, and using make-up and fashion to it's full advantage, with a good singing voice and sense of style, she was useless at the most basic of household tasks. She couldn't cook. She couldn't wrap presents. She was incapable of sewing – she used magic to create her clothes, namely Transfiguration. She was also useless at Arithmancy, she had scored a D in that particular OWL, but made up for it with eleven Os (A/N: I changed it, see the earlier chapters). Admittedly, that wasn't surprising, she had learned nothing about it from the books and it was a most difficult subject. All the same, he loved her. These faults seemed hardly important compared to others – like her temper. She had a fiery temper, but frequently reined it in, meaning that when it did go off, it went off with a vengeance. She hid her more violent emotions, often with similar results. Many members of Hogwarts' portraits would still run at her approach. Kathryn took strange glee in that fact. While she was a skilled dueller, she had an unfortunate habit of antagonising opponents to the extent they became murderous. Her language was, on occasion, appalling, though she shied away from very strong swear words. She was judgemental against particular people, cold to those who did things she didn't like in the future, and she made no bones about it.

Sirius grinned, remembering the time she ran in to Ludo Bagman. He didn't know what he had said to make her angry, but he did know that it had given him a broken nose. And that the nose had not healed straight, either.

Sighing, he followed her upstairs to their room, darting into the bathroom before she managed to do so. She yelled at him through the door.

He just grinned, ignoring her. Enjoying a shower, the young man remembered the wedding. He wanted that. Frank and Alice had finally got impatient and got married in October, rather than next summer, like they had planned. However, Lily and James, and Sirius and Kathryn were still waiting until spring/summertime before tying the knot. This was partially because Lily and James were now searching for a house of their own. They wanted to have their own space, and Kathryn and Sirius agreed, but said there was always room for them if they needed it.

Sirius stepped out of the shower, taking a bottle of pills from the bathroom cabinet. 'Rosethorn's Magical Disease Busters', they were called. Rosethorn was the name of Peter Pettigrew's boss, a nice, but firm lady. The pills were used to prevent infection entering wounds gained in fighting, something he took everyday. As he replaced it, he observed something next to it. 'Madam Tilden's Prevention Pill'. He frowned. Picking it up, he turned it round to read the label... And hastily replaced it. That would explain a lot. He tried to stop himself grinning, but it didn't work.

Sighing, he pulled on his nightclothes – boxers and a t-shirt – and left the bathroom.

"Finally!" Kathryn complained, rushing into the bathroom. "I've got a meeting tomorrow morning! I need sleep!"

Grinning, he got into bed, not comprehending that the day after next – Hallowe'en – was to be an eventful one.

After all, Voldemort loved christening holidays.

Kathryn looked at her fellow Unspeakables.

"Someone's been getting in here? Stealing the secrets? The room's losing its movement ability?" She verified.

"Yes. Since you are our contact with the Aurors and a skilled witch, we thought you may be able to think of a way to protect these better." Darcy Beta, Head of the Unspeakables and a friend, informed her.

"The spells that cause the room to spin, why do they stop for people?"

"We tell them to."

"Just that? Anyone can say 'I need the entrance to the Hall of Prophecies' and the door will open?" Kat checked.

"Yes."

"Then there's your problem. You need some hexes on the main door, to prevent people from entering. You can use a mark, like a retina scan or fingerprint scanner to verify an Unspeakable's identity. Key the room into that and the corresponding voice, and make it obey only them." Kathryn recommended.

"Retina scan?" Another, Rookwood, asked.

Kathryn remembered with a flash that Rookwood was one of Voldemort's top Death Eaters. She grinned maliciously. "A Muggle technique. I'm not sure if it has been invented yet, but a laser scans the back of the eye. Every person's is singularly different, like a fingerprint, or a wand signature. It's a very high-tech way of securing something. And we can make it scan for transfigurations and charms on the eye so it curses false entrants."

Beta grinned. "That is a great idea."

"Make sure that others can get in in an emergency. If the room avoids spinning for known Unspeakables, and opens the required door automatically, we can keep the spinning charms if someone gets in, whether accidentally or on purpose." Kat shrugged.

"You are a singularly skilled witch." A woman named McMahon grinned.

Kat blushed furiously. "It's just knowledge from the future..." She muttered.

"Day off." Kathryn grinned at her betrothed.

"Hmm?"

"Tomorrow. Is. Our. Day. Off." She repeated slowly for him.

He smirked. "And what would you like to do tomorrow, Miss Orenda?"

"I don't know, Mr. Black. I was hoping you'd have some suggestions." She looked at him with level, but mischievous eyes.

"Well, we could do this." Sirius suggested, pulling her closer and capturing her lips in a warm and seductive kiss.

Kathryn quietly thanked the gods that Lily and James were out.

"Or this." He pulled his lips away from hers, only to trace soft kisses down her neck. Kathryn stood still, basking in the glorious love each movement portrayed. She felt her robes slide off her shoulders, and the straps to her top slide off under his hands.

She was frozen, unable to move. He seemed to hit her with a Freezing Charm every time he did this.

Then she regained movement. She slid from under his lips, and fled the kitchen. He followed keenly.

Giggling, she caught him on the stairs.

"Or how about this?" She asked, pulling him into a kiss of her own, her arms flung around his neck, hands burying themselves in his silky black hair.

"Mmm, I have another idea, but I don't think it will appreciated here." Sirius grinned at her.

"What?"

His lips went to her ear, whispering the words of his plan. He pulled away, brow raised in question.

She pressed her body against his and whispered her reply.

Smirking, he caught her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs to the bathroom.

Ensuring privacy, Kat locked the door with some magic. Sirius grinned roguishly as he turned on some taps.

"Well, Miss Orenda, is this suitable for you?" He asked.

"Oh, yes, Mr Black, I think I can work with this." She replied, desire firing up in her eyes.

"Oh good." Sirius licked his lips as she began to unbutton his shirt.

"Good morning, sunshine." Lily smiled brightly at Kathryn as she entered the kitchen the next morning.

Kat suddenly hated the fact that her friend was frequently a morning person. She sneered at Lily. "Wassa time?" She asked.

"Oh, the crack of dawn at eleven o'clock." Lily giggled. "James has already gone out for food."

Kat yawned and opened the orange juice, pouring it into a glass. "Shut up."

"Pray tell, why are you so tired this morning?" Lily asked, feigning concern. She knew full well why her friend was tired, but enjoyed watching her squirm.

Except today, Kat wasn't playing the game due to tiredness and lack of breakfast or shower. "If you must know, Sirius and I were up late having the most wonderful sex."

Lily wrinkled her nose. "I didn't want to know that."

"You asked."

"You're supposed to squirm and blush."

"I know."

"So why didn't you?"

"Too tired."

"Where's Sirius?"

"In the shower."

"You want breakfast?"

"What's cooking?"

"Sausages and bacon and eggs."

"Oh my."

"Even when you're tired, you quip." Lily observed. "Isn't that against the laws of nature or something?"

"Nah." Kat replied, and glugged down the orange juice in a most unladylike manner. Not that Kat was ever interested in being ladylike unless it got her her own way. "Yeah, I want breakfast. How long've you been up?"

"Since ten. James went shopping, but I've no idea how long he's been up. He was awake before me."

"Did he breakfast?" Kathryn asked.

"Don't know. Why?"

"I don't want him pinching mine!"

Lily laughed. "Not a chance. If there's food on the table, there's James to eat it."

Kat sighed. "Well, it was worth a shot."

"So what's the plan today?" Lily asked.

"Enjoy my day off." Kat replied, wakening up a bit more as the aroma of breakfast filled her nose. "I think a quiet day, just chilling, chatting, maybe playing a game or watching a video is in order. It feels like I haven't had a day off in months."

"Not since our long holiday. With all the attacks..."

"We've not had time to chill."

"I know. I think I might join you in your plan." Lily grinned.

Moments later, breakfast was served. Sirius miraculously appeared as it was being served.

Kathryn raised a brow. "I think both James and Sirius know when food is on the table." She remarked wryly as James suddenly appeared through the door.

Lily grinned at her. "Yep."

"That breakfast? Great, I'm starved." James stated, swiping a sausage from under Kathryn's fork.

"Hey! Get your own, you prat!" Kathryn yelled, annoyed.

James rolled his eyes.

Sirius, in an attempt to prevent an outburst (Kathryn hadn't let her anger out in a couple of weeks and it was bound to happen sooner or later), began whispering something to her, which immediately calmed her down. In fact, a wicked smile spread it's way across her face.

"I like that idea." She murmured.

Sirius grinned. Problem sorted.

Kathryn and Sirius sat in front of the TV, enjoying some well-earned relaxation. Lily and James sat on the other sofa, equally snuggled, as all four watched the video of Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. The boys were particularly enjoying the action, while the girls were appreciating both action and Harrison Ford frequently losing his shirt or getting his shirt wet.

"Oh, this is a good bit!" Kathryn grinned as the archaeologist stared into the tomb of snakes.

"Kat!" James and Sirius yelled. "Stop talking!"

"Sorry." She muttered, looking ashamed. It was a habit she'd had since she was about nine or ten, in her coma. She didn't know if she'd seen any films before her coma.

It was then that she stiffened and her head snapped back, her eyes began to glaze over as she saw something...

Moments later, she brought her head forward, her eyes furious. "Hogsmeade. Hallowe'en, we should've known. He's attacking."

And then a bright light flashed, and the four mysterious, magical vigilantes stood in the place of the four Aurors.

Clad in red leather, she known as Fire or Fire Star, looked at the others. "He Who Flies From Death is going to attack the village known as Hogsmeade. We must protect them."

Clad in navy leather, the man known as Water or Water Stag agreed. "We must. The Followers must be contained. Any woman on the scene... We know their fate already. We must protect them."

"You keep an eye on the back alleys, get everyone to a public area. We'll stall the attack until the Phoenix Followers arrive." The woman in green stated, she was known as Wind Flower or Air.

"Aye, we'll join you as soon as they are all secure." The man in now black leather (not brown) known as Earth Diamond or Earth nodded.

In a flash of fire, cyclone of air, burst of mist and crack in the Earth, the Elemental Guardians disappeared to protect those who they were sworn to protect.

But no one would realise why they were unable to get hold of four of the Ministry's top Aurors until long after the attack.

A/N: Not great and way too short, but I hope it's acceptable for now. Hopefully I'll get some inspiration, particularly in writing the attack.

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