Chapter 23: Traitor

A few moments passes after I say that before Clint asks, "How do you not know your father but you had to rescue him?"

"I'm not going to talk about my past with you." I say while tensing up a bit. "We're here to manage anger, not share backstories."

"Backstories are likely to be necessary." he tells me, "It could help us pinpoint the source of the anger problems."

"Well then your SOL." I tell him. "I won't talk about my past with people I don't know unless its for a good reason."

"My reason for asking is so you don't try to kill your classmates in the future." he says.

"Yeah, and I said that you need a good reason." I tell him. "Now let's start the anger management and stop with the interrogation."

"Alright." he sighs. "How do you usually handle your anger?"

"Hitting the problem until it can't hit back seems to work pretty well." I say blankly.

"We can't exactly let you do that kid." Natasha tells me, "Is there anything else you like doing when your angry?"

"Target Practice." I say.

"Well target practice is good. Rather than shooting at people, that's a very good form of anger management." Clint says and I frown at him.

"What did the paper dots ever do to you?" I ask him. "All they do is sit there. They don't even give you a moving target."

They both tense a bit before Clint asks awkwardly, "Does anything else calm you down? An activity that doesn't involve other people in any way, shape, or form?"

I consider for a minute before shrugging and saying, "I like painting. That's pretty calming."

Clint gives me a shocked look and asks, "Really?"

"Yeah. Why is that surprising?" I ask

"I was beginning to think that there was nothing that you like that doesn't involve weapons." he says and I tilt my head a bit.

"You have obviously never seen one of my paintings, most of them have some sort of weapon in them." I tell him before sighing, "But we can't do that because I forgot to bring my art stuff to Hogwarts with me and the paint from Rowena's art class wasn't stored properly so I can't use it."

"I can get some art supplies here." Clint says. "Just tell me what you'll need."

"Easel, canvas', oil paint, and paint brushes." I tell him.

"Alright." he writes that all down before saying, "For today how about we spend the rest of the hour meditating."

"Sure, whatever." I say, "Where are you two staying, by the way?"

"Lordship quarters in Slytherin Dorms." Clint tells me with a sigh, "We also told the tiny helpful...creatures in the kitchen to start delivering coffee to you in the morning. We will be waiting for you each morning in the common area and will be giving you your anger management classes every day, your schedule has you having free time from seven to nine pm every day so we'll use an hour of that time for our anger management. We will also try a few breathing exercises for when you feel the need to send someone to the hospital."

"The helpful creatures are called House Elves." I tell him as Hogwarts alerts me to the fact that the rat at the door is an animagus, and a threat to the students here. I casually pull out my Sai Blades and look towards the doorway. I throw both of them and they land in such a way that the rat has no choice but to scurry closer to us. Soon as it's closer I pounce on it and grab my Sai blades. I then cast a spell and the rat glows a sickly yellow color and I scowl, "Thank you for informing me, Hogwarts." I then turn to Clint and Natasha, "This isn't a rat."

"Looks like a rat to me." Natasha says.

"Looks like one, takes the form of one, but it's not one." I say before turning one of the desks into a rat cage. I then shove the small creature inside and lock it before looking at Clint, "This first session is pretty much just to determine our schedule, right?"

"Yeah." he says.

"Great, come on, we have an errand to run, we can finish this talk soon as we're done." I say before calling for Trixie. I hand the cage to Natasha before grabbing Clint and Natasha's wrists as I say, "Head of the DMLE's office, Trixie."

We teleport and find ourselves in front of the girl from the records building. She blinks at me before asking, "Did something go wrong while pulling him out of there?"

"No ma'am." I say before looking at the other two people in the office, a man in all green with a bowler hat on and a small toad like woman who looks kinda like a pepto bismol factory exploded all over her. "Hello, sir and ma'am, I'm Shock'n'awe. Sorry for interrupting but I felt this was important." I take the cage from Natasha and set it on the head of the DMLE's desk. "I am not sure who it is, but this rat is not a rat."

"How can you be sure?" she asks.

"I have the memories from my past life, in that life I was an animagus of sorts, I know how to recognize one." I tell her. "I also cast the animagus detection spell on him, the results were positive, he is an animagus."

The woman at the desk, Amelia Bones, casts a silent spell and the rat glows a sickly yellow color; a moment later I start glowing forest green, she frowns a bit and says, "He is an animagus."

I nod before asking, "So who is he?"

"Give me just a second." she says before setting the cage on the ground and making it grow to a size big enough to fit a human and hitting the rat with another spell. A second later the rat turns into a man. He's short, only a few inches taller than me, with grubby skin, small watery eyes and a pointed nose, all of which remind me of the form he had just been in. He appears to be middle aged and is missing a finger. Amelia blinks before asking, "Peter Pettigrew?"

"Who?" I ask and they look at me.

"He is one of the people Sirius Black supposedly killed." Amelia tells me before sighing heavily and adding, "I wish the Potters were here. Sirius was supposedly their secret keeper, they'd be able to tell if he betrayed them."

"But their dead so they can't give a statement." the man in the cage squeaks out, sounding sad about the fact. I smirk a bit and turn to fully face Amelia.

"I can get a Potter here." I tell her. "I just have to call on her."

"Necromancy is illegal." the toad woman says in a shrill voice and I look at her.

"Who said I'd be doing Necromancy?" I ask before calling in a slightly louder voice, "Hella, we need you down here!"

She comes out the shadows of the room and looks around before spotting the guy in the cage. As soon as she sees him she leaps forward, pulling out her swords as she yells, "You traitor!"

I jump in front of the cage, pull out my sword, and block hers, shoving her back and making her stumble a bit as I say, "Calm yourself, Hella. We need him alive for now. Now speak to Madam Bones and the other two ministry people that are in the room and for the love of Odin, put your swords away."

She glares at the cage before turning to face Amelia and the other two, who look shocked at the sight of her, Amelia asks in a quiet voice, "Lily?"

Hella takes a slow, calming breath before saying, "Hello Amelia, Cornelius. Before you accuse me of being a fake, I, Hella, goddess of the dead, swear on my magic and my immortal life that I was Lily Rose Potter." a flash of light later she says, "Now, what do you need?"

"A statement." I say, causing her to look at me, "Was Sirius Black your secret keeper?"

"No." she says. "He was the decoy, we switched it to Peter, that's why I just tried to kill the rat."

"Well there you go then. That's one charge cleared. Now I'd bet that if we question the rat we can get the rest cleared right up." I say before Amelia pulls a potion from her desk and stuns Peter. I stand next to Hella, ready to stop her from killing him if necessary. Once the potion is administered and the questions answered Amelia writes out a Statement of Innocence for Sirius and hands it to me.

"You're the only one who knows where he is at the moment." she says, "Could you deliver that to him for me?"

I smirk and say, "Meet us in the great hall of Hogwarts in fifteen minutes, say that Lady Azkaban asked you to be there." I grab Clint and Natasha and have Trixie take us to the room I put Sirius in.