Chapter 4: In which Spies Are Discussed

-Outside of Hogwarts-

Hunter's eyes widened in amazement behind her sunglasses she thought as she shoved the silk and gold talisman into her backpack. Where the hell is Hogwarts? She thought as she stared across the road; nothing more than a wagon path really. Did we get it wrong, why is there a ruin in the clearing? Hunter sighed, of course this would happen! She stepped forward, at least wanting to take pictures of the ruin, to add to her journal, to prove this was a bust as well.

Her digital camera would not work!

What the hell, I charged the battery up, this very morning! Hunter took out the battery and found it was placed inside the right way, there were not any reasons for it not work; No muggle reason anyway. Hunter placed the camera back in her pack and advanced to the ruin. She felt a rush, like the energy high she gets when doing the Chaos Magick invocation she made up to boost her for mind-hunting the Anachs! Before Hunter's eyes, the shady wooded area and the ruin morphed! Hunter was in an immaculate clearing with a huge castle. Kids in robes were bustling back and forth in the daylight. Hunter winced, why couldn't I have arrived at night? Hunter hoisted her pack higher on her back and trudged toward Hogwarts. Even as she did, she felt like something was watching her

-Forbidden Forest Border-

The man-thing that was watching Hogwarts felt something he recognized, someone walked through the illusion. He vaguely wondered if the energy spike was caused by this person. He sat on the forest floor, huddled forward, watching this exotic creature walk towards Hogwarts. She had a pack on her back, wore Khaki colored baggy pants and wore a long leather jacket that was more like some kind of robes than anything. And she wore sunglasses. He lost interest not too long after seeing her. Probably just a muggle, I'm here for the powerful stuff!

-In Hogwarts-

Draco Malfoy and his father, Lucius Malfoy was standing with the other students and parents in the foyer of Hogwarts. Parents of the students had come in for the annual Food for Parents activity. Draco happened to turn around and see who was obviously another parent walk into Hogwarts.

"I guess I was right when I said Hogwarts let anyone walk in," Draco said to his father with a scowl. Lucius turned to see what Draco was snarling at. He said a short girl walk in, wearing black glasses, with some kind of leather robe, and a sack. "Filthy mud blood," Draco hissed.

Hunter has no idea what was said, as she concentrating on getting through the crowd to Professor Minerva McGonagall. She knew she'd had to announce her arrival and tell Albus Dumbledore what she was here for, otherwise when the kid's classes resumed, she'd be in big trouble.

Someone came across her path suddenly. Lucius Malfoy stood in front of her, staring at her coldly. He had his cane and had it pointed into her shoulder. "Are you a student?" he added after a few moments, "I see not, what then; a parent?"

"I am not a parent; I am here on official Hogwarts business." Hunter replied in dry tones as she slapped away Malfoy's cane. "And I have to be on my way." She, feeling insolent, turned her back to him to continue to go to McGonagall. As she patiently waited for McGonagall to be finished with some parents, she could feel Lucius's anger stewing.

"Father," Draco began, walking up next to Lucius, "What happened?"

"She smacked my cane and turned her back to me, the insolent muggle tramp!"

Minerva turned to a strangely dressed woman to address her when she heard Lucius Malfoy's statement. She saw the woman turn halfway around to Lucius.

"You're lucky I didn't shove it up your ass!" the woman replied.

"See you at vacation, son," Lucius said coldly, already leaving, "this place reeks too much of muggles."

Minerva turned back to the woman. "You know who that was, don't you?"

"Yeah," Hunter replied, noncommittally, "He's Lucius Malfoy." After a minute, hunter offered her hand for shacking, "I'm Hunter and I've come here as a result of the troubles about people's dreams."

-Dumbledore's Office-

"And I'm telling you Albus, she knew the problem with the dreams," Minerva said as she was sitting in a chair in Dumbledore's office.

Hunter was escorted, after being searched for magical and well a muggle weapons, to his office. The school shootings that had affected the muggle world made its mark in the Wizarding world as well. Alastor Moody had seen to himself being present at the meeting as well.

"What is your name?" Albus asked the stranger.

"Hunter," was the only reply. She refused to give her full name; it made rooting out Anachs all too easy. She stood against a stone wall that wasn't decorated in trophies and other things.

"I say she's a spy," Alastor grumbled, he straightened himself in the chair the best he could and added, "Because why would she just show up coincidently after we found out the problems? And what's with the single name?" The magick eye swiveled to Hunter, so she knew the last question was aimed at her.

"If everyone knew my full, true name, it would make my work harder to do."

"Work," Minerva replied, "What kind of work?"

"My and my colleagues," Hunter liked saying colleagues when referring to reject and hacker, it made them sound elite, "Discovered another life-form which is very detrimental to Human life, and possibly in-human life. All there has to be is one in an area to cause major problems."

"Are these," Albus began, taking notes, "Life-forms here?"

"This is stupid!" Alastor roared, slamming his hand down on the armrest of the chair he was sitting at, "It's obvious she's a spy!"

Hunter started to make a verbal protest at this accusation, but Minerva sort of beat her to it, "Alastor Moody, even if we need constant vigilance, accusing someone outright of being a spy before they had a chance of proving themselves is going too far!"

Hunter replied in a dry tone, "It's quite alright." Picking some dust off her leather trench coat, she replied, "I'm hiring myself, but I'm staying elsewhere on the premises." In one quick turning motion that she perfected in Mind-Raditus, she left the office.

"Well," Minerva began, "that was quite irregular."

"I agree," Albus began, standing up, "but this Hunter might be exactly what we need."