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Chapter 13 - The Wereauror

'Potter tells me you have information you would like to share with us and that you may even want to become an Auror yourself.' Said Robards.

'That's true sir, after speaking with Auror Potter he convinced me to come forward although I would like a job as well. I've seen and been a part of what this group are doing and we need to stop it.' Sam said firmly.

Robards smiled 'Very well. I must tell you that I am not going to hire you on the spot Bollinger. You will have to earn a place with the Aurors by passing our test. However, even if you failed we would be happy to pay you as a consultant on the sidelines. Particularly for this case.'

'How do I know you won't be prejudice in your test and only allow me to take up the consultants role?' asked Sam barely keeping his anger in check.

Robards sighed and smiled sadly 'Unfortunately you don't. I won't tell you that I approve of the biased behaviour of society nor will I blame you for your own mistrust as a result. All I can say is that I give you my word you will be treated fairly.

'Me and Kingsley Shacklebolt will be the judges of your test.'

'The Minister will be there?' asked Sam in shock.

'Yes, he will. I can't say I have ever really met a werewolf I knew of or worked with one. The Minister, however, did work with Remus Lupin during the war as a part of the Order of the Phoenix.'

Sam nodded 'Remus spoke highly of him. What happens if I pass?'

'You will be enrolled into the Aurors immediately with time for training outside of the case work you will be assigned.'

'And if I fail, I become a consultant.' Sam sighed looking at the ceiling.

'You get the option to be a consultant.' Said Robards evenly 'You will also be offered a position in the Auror academy.'

Sam looked back down 'Are you serious?' Robards nodded. 'That's very generous.' Sam added quietly.

'Then would you like to take the test?'

'Yes please.'

Robards grinned 'OK, then be here on Tuesday and we'll have the test ready, there will be a theory exam in the morning and a practical in the afternoon. I'm not going to tell you what the tests will be about you will need to be able to adapt in our profession.'

'I understand Sir.'

'Then I will see you at nine O'clock on Tuesday morning.'

Noticing the dismissal Sam shook Robards' hand 'Thankyou this means a lot.' He then shook the hands of Harry, Trott and O'Manda who were present in the meeting, and left.

Harry couldn't help the grin on his face. 'Stop looking so smug Potter, we all have good ideas occasionally.' Robards growled.

'You OK Ron?' asked Harry. They were sitting in the Leaky Cauldron, and Ron had a sad expression on his face as he spun his Ale around in his hands.

'I just miss her mate.' He said while staring at his pint.

'I know. It'll get easier, at least you know she's safe.' The painful tone in Harry's voice got Ron's attention.

'It must have been hell for you last year.'

'Yeah, I know it's tough now Ron, she'll be home in no time though. There's a Hogsmeade weekend in a few weeks. We can see them then, plus the Quidditch match the week after.' Ron cheered up at this.

'Are you going to make the Hogsmeade weekend?'

'Yeah I'll be there.'

Harry was really looking forward to Hogsmeade. Despite trying to hide it, he knew that Ginny had picked up on his unease as much as he had picked up on hers. A week after she had left for Hogwarts the nightmares had started again.

While they were together at night, even when they were just sneaking a couple of hours, her presence was enough to keep them away. Now he was being subjected to watching each of his friends dying for him in the forest. Ginny made the most appearances, that didn't lesson the agony of watching Ron, Hermione, the other Weasleys and remaining order members dying.

He also really wanted to talk to her face to face, the mirrors were working great and they had managed to speak to each other most days. Sometimes, work and Quidditch practice clashed so they missed each other, they were rare occurrences though.

Still it wasn't the same as actually holding her close, being able to smell the flowery scent of her hair he liked so much and most importantly bask in her amazing personality. The bantering between them was limited through a screen. If it hadn't been for the possibility of getting Sam's help with the case, seeing her would be the only thing putting a smile on his face.

'Harry, you still there?' Ron was waving a hand in front of his face.

'Sorry mate, I was miles away.' Ron just nodded and frowned again.

'Are you sure being away from Hermione is all that's bothering you?' Harry asked concerned.

Ron took a deep breath 'I'm not sure I want to carry on at the shop.'

That took Harry by surprise, 'I thought you liked working with George and Percy.'

'I do.' He said earnestly 'It's just, when you were in the hospital the other day talking about your mission it got me excited. It used to be me, you and Hermione that did that kind of thing together. I guess I miss it more than I thought.'

'You know Robards would offer you a test to get in. Before our numbers rise he's automatically offering it to everyone now.' This was true although most had failed, some had gone to the academy, even more of them had decided not to carry on at all. The test from what Harry had heard of Neville's account was brutal. He still hadn't seen one himself though.

'I know, I know. I'm just not sure it's what I want Harry. I miss the action, I'm not sure if I miss it for the right reasons though. Now that I'm with Hermione I want to be responsible.'

Harry was unsure of what to say to that. Being honest he knew Hermione would worry for Ron as much as Ginny did for him, he was sure though that she would support his decision. 'Have you spoken to Hermione about this?'

Ron shook his head 'No I don't want to worry her. I'm sure it's just a phase I'm going through.' You don't look sure mate.

'Look Ron, you can only make yourself happy. I know you thought you were done after the war, maybe all you needed was a break.' Ron still looked unsure. 'The offer's open mate. Speak to Hermione though, she's pretty good with this kind of thing. She only wants what's best for you.'

'Yeah I'll think about it. If I think I want to join I'll speak to her.' Ron seemed lighter after talking about it and so the talk for the rest of their Saturday evening turned to Quidditch and George's latest inventions.

Harry awoke with some excitement on Tuesday morning, for a change he had slept well and was looking forward to watching the test that Robards had come up with for Sam. It'll be interesting to see how he reacts to whatever they are going to throw at him.

Having finished his breakfast he washed up and went through the floo to the ministry. He walked to his desk and picked up the report from the mission on the last Full Moon.

His desk was now decorated with a couple of pictures of Ginny, one with the pair of them and a big one with all of the Weasley's, himself and Hermione on the wall. He smiled as the rowdy group of witches and wizards waved at him.

It always shocked him how easily he had become part of the Weasley family, and he realised that he had been long before he started seeing Ginny. Molly and Arthur had always treated him as one of their own and he would never truly be able to tell them how grateful he was.

He placed the report down and picked up the picture with himself and Ginny, he grinned stupidly to himself. They were dancing together at their joint birthday party at the Burrow, it was late and without realizing they had ended up on the dancefloor alone. He didn't know George had taken the picture, he was too busy enjoying himself.

'She must be special to get you grinning like that.' Said Trott playfully from behind him.

He chuckled and said quietly 'Yeah she really is.' He turned around to look at her and grinned impishly at her 'How did your date go at the weekend?'

She rolled her eyes 'Same as usual. He seemed great for the first forty minutes before going off for two hours about himself. I zoned out after he told me about the Quidditch trials I'm pretty sure he never had. He thought the Quaffle was the ball that tried to knock everyone off their brooms.'

Harry tried to look sympathetic and hid his snort by coughing 'That bad huh?'

'Yeah that bad.' She sighed. 'I suppose none of them good looking red heads on your wall are single are they?' she asked cheekily.

'I'm not sure really, I think Charlie might be.'

'Any chance of an introduction?' She asked with a wink.

'Not anytime soon I'm afraid.' She pouted 'He lives in Romania at a dragon reserve.'

There was suddenly a glint in his colleague's eye 'He works with dragons, must be dangerous.' She said dreamily.

Harry laughed 'Yeah and he knows which end of a broomstick to sit on.'

'Even better.'

'Come on you two,' interrupted O'Manda walking into the cubicle 'We haven't got all day you know.'

They entered the training room babbling away as they normally do before settling down to begin training. Harry was progressing quicker than he would have expected, even in potions. He hadn't really spoke to anyone about it, but he felt that his potential was growing now that the horcrux was gone.

What would have once frustrated him and come out as anger, now seemed to motivate him on to do better. Having no prophecy hanging over him was also a nice change, it was his future now and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure there was never another Voldemort.

The room they were in changed into a mission simulation, today Harry had to get into a building and get a hostage out on his own. Trott and O'Manda were there to stop him. The only way to pass the test was to go undetected, without using a disillusion charm or invisibility cloak (they wouldn't want to make it to easy). He only failed if they, disarmed or stunned him before the hostage was safe.

If he fought his way through, that was acceptable, however in the real world that could have a negative impact on the hostage, so even in training it should be avoided where possible.

This particular simulation took place in an old rundown street. Harry started at the top end with a fountain for cover, in what could have been the start to a village square. The house he was looking for could be any of the terrace houses of his partners' choosing. It was dark and misty in order to allow him to approach.

The houses were all run down and most had either broken or boarded up windows. Some had front gardens with short walls for a perimeter, most of them came up to the cobbled path which ran between them.

There was a loud bang indicating the start of the session and so Harry left his hiding spot. He slowly moved down the street in the second house on his left he saw a flicker of firelight. He smirked to himself, he had got caught one of the first times he tried this running towards firelight, only for it to be a trap.

He cast Homenum Revelio anyway to make sure there was no one in there. What he found, surprised him, there were two people inside. Crap does that mean there are two guards or a guard and a hostage. It's ballsy if they've left the hostage on their own.

Deciding to find out where the other one was first he carried on down the street, sticking to the shadows and moving slowly. About halfway down he checked a boarded-up house, when there was no sign of life, he vanished the board over the window and jumped inside, replacing the board as he went.

He quietly crept through the house and proceeded up the stairs searching for a way to the roof. He had picked a house with a bedroom in the attic which happened to have a window facing the rear side.

Once again vanishing the window so no one could see it open he climbed up to the roof and surveyed the scene. He could still see the flicker of firelight in the house he tested earlier so he turned his attention down the street. His plan was to get to the end, then sweep backwards.

He carefully went from roof to roof until he was at the last one, he lay down near the edge and then pointed his wand to a house on the opposite side and a couple up from him. One tile fell from the roof to the floor. The sound was deafening.

He saw a pale face look out of a window quickly towards the noise, it was in the house next door to the one the tile fell off. So, there's Trott. Deciding not to leave her alone he spied an open window on the house opposite him that he could fit through and made a quick decision. He backed to the middle of the roof casting a silencing charm on the tiles as he went, so, when disturbed they remained quiet. He took a deep breath before sprinting to the edge, he leapt off the roof and landed through the window rolling to break the fall.

He climbed out of a window facing the garden and traversed his way along the wall. Where there were no hand or foot holes, he used small reducto curses to make them. The good thing about Terrace houses in this situation is that there is no gap between.

Making sure he got the right house, he found a window to a room on the second floor and climbed inside. The house was unnaturally dark which made Harry unnerved. He would give himself away if he tried to fight the gloom and he was sure Trott would have a way of seeing.

He felt his way around the room in order to find the door. He lay down diagonally to it so that when it opened he would immediately see through the gap and then waved his wand. The door opened slightly and then closed with a slight snap.

He waited for five minutes before Trott made her mistake, rewarding his patience. She opened the door cautiously and spread light into the room, he aimed through the opening and fired his stunning spell. A thud to the floor told him he found his mark, he quickly removed the spell that placed the darkness around him and found Trott lying stunned in the corridor.

Acting as if she was an adversary, he bound her and let himself out through the front door and made his way up the street to the house he checked earlier. He checked the house for life again and found that there was one person upstairs and one downstairs. He could see the fire was on the far side of the house upstairs, the two people were not situated near to it.

Entering the next-door property Harry went to a room at the rear of the house and let himself out of the backdoor. He then vanished a fence panel and crossed the threshold. Pointing his wand at the lock of the door it silently unlocked itself allowing him entrance to what would have been the kitchen.

He heard the creaking of the stairs as someone made their way around the house, he moved out of the kitchen and into the sitting room. There was a doorway opposite which he could see the base of the stairs through. He heard the staircase creek again, so he pointed his wand at the bottom step.

Glisseo the spell had the desired effect, turning the stairs into a chute, and O'Manda came flying out the bottom. Before he knew what happened Harry had him stunned and bound in the same way Trott was further down the street.

Stealth was no longer required 'Homenum Revelio' he detected there was someone in the cupboard under the stairs. When he opened it, he let loose a bark of laughter 'Hello Minister, what the hell did you do to let them stick you in a cupboard?'

'I wanted to check on your training of course' replied Kingsley in his deep booming voice 'That and I lost a bet.' Harry grinned and helped him to his feet. They exited the house through the front door and when Harry reached the fountain the scene dissolved back into the training room and O'Manda and Trott were magically put in front of them.

'They look so peaceful.' Said Kingsley conversationally.

'I know it's a shame to wake them.' Harry raised his wand 'Relashio, Enervate.' The ropes fell away as the two Aurors woke up groggily.

'You didn't need to put the ropes on so tight Potter.' Groaned O'Manda as he stood up. 'Good job though.'

'Thanks.'

'Come on we've got time for lunch and then we'll take a look at your memory before Sam's test starts.'

At the end of Sam's test Harry found himself clapping along with the others in attendance, Dawlish was for some reason absent. Sam had performed brilliantly during the trial, to a point where Harry thought himself and some of the others Aurors may have had trouble keeping up.

Sam was set to start work the next day as part of the new team to tackle the "Underworld Society" as the Aurors had now christened them. Trott was heading up the team on a whole which now included Harry, Dave O'Manda, Manny Owens, Sam Bollinger, Neville Longbottom, Billy Trista and Nancy Dundagan.

'Morning Sam, ready to start?' Asked Harry chirpily. He had just entered the Auror office and was grabbing himself a cup of coffee.

'Yeah I'm looking forward to it. I still can't believe the Ministry offered me a job.' Sam answered excitedly.

'Yeah well, we are trying to change things around here and with Kinglsey in charge we've got a chance of making a difference.' Said Harry passionately.

'Do you think he'll win the election?' Kingsley was still officially only a temporary Minister. There was an election to be held in December.

'I hope so, that's no disrespect to the other candidates, Kingsley is just someone we can all get behind. He's strong when he needs to be but still listens to the people around him. He's the best person to take us forward.'

'I agree with you. What are we starting with?'

'You'll need to go and get your Auror robes and get yourself settled at a desk this morning, then I guess we'll start going through the case this afternoon.'

Harry's prediction came to be true and at 1 O'Clock in the evening the whole team were sat together ready to discuss how they were going to take down the Underground Society. Well at least how to start.

The two people in the meeting that Harry didn't really know still were Billy Trista and Nancy Dundagan. They were Neville's partners and Harry had heard good things of the two. Billy was around thirty-five years of age, bald and had big broad shoulders. Nancy was an older witch with greying short hair which just covered her ears. Despite her age she was an insatiable flirt who had been known to turn Neville's ears pink.

Trott kicked the meeting off 'Afternoon everyone, I trust you all know each other I know there are a few new recruits here.' They all nodded. 'Good. Sam I believe you are the most informed having been in contact with the society. Can you give us a rundown on them?'

Sam lowered his mug to the table and consolidated his thoughts before answering. 'The society as it is now known is very different from the one I joined. It started for me as a place where werewolves could gather safely without the need for the wolfsbane potion. You see buying wolfsbane is expensive' he just managed to keep the bitterness out of his voice when talking about the poverty of werewolves, 'and it is rare to know someone who can brew it at home.

'So, we would gather near the time of the new moon and wait to change safely. For a few years it worked as most of the people there were still trying to find work and blend into normal society. That was when we met Fenir Greyback.' Sam's face darkened at the name.

'Even though this was a few years before Voldemort returned, the man still came with a reputation. Even though I don't think he had personally bitten any of us, we had all heard stories about him. Most of us wanted nothing to do with him, unfortunately, he was very persuasive.

'This was a time when we had all tried to hold down jobs but lost them. We were frustrated and beaten by society. Truly the lowest of the low and then all of a sudden we had a champion. Someone who told us we shouldn't lie down and take what was handed out to us. Someone who told us to bite back.' There was a fire in Sam's eyes as he spoke.

'I have to agree with some of what he told us, I knew we didn't deserve how we were being treated and it's nice to finally see that things may be changing for the better. It was what he said afterwards that shocked me. He believes that we are a superior race and that if we took over the wizarding world, we would only be taking our rightful place.'

There was silence from the other Aurors they were too engrossed in the tale to ask questions.

'He told us of his disgusting mission to bite people as young as possible and then raise them ourselves away from society when they were abandoned. He told us we didn't need jobs when we could take what we wanted by instilling enough fear to make people give it us.

'He gradually gained more support as his message sunk in and more people struggled to find work. People started helping him on a full moon and they reigned terror. The few of us that didn't support him were still allowed to gather to transform, he didn't want to show his hand and force us yet.'

'Why did you never come forward and tell the Aurors what was happening?' asked Dundagan lightly.

'Do you really think you would have listened?' retorted Sam angrily, when he got no reply other than a sheepish expression from the Auror he continued 'Things really got bad when Voldemort was finally outed upon his return. That was when he turned up - Younis Priory. I'm guessing you've never heard of him?'

Trott answered for them 'No we haven't, should we have?'

'Probably not,' sighed Sam 'Well anyway I thought Greyback was top of the tree until he turned up. When the Ministry confirmed Voldemort's return, Priory told us that we had to try and bite as many people as possible while Voldemort was around. They wanted to feed off the fear Voldemort spread. Priory was to pick the targets and we were to transform as close to the target as possible.

'Some of us refused and a fight broke out. We tried to leave however the other werewolves were fully in Greybacks, and now Priory's, pocket. We were outnumbered around 15-5 and we got banged up, as you can tell from the scar.' He raised his chin and pointed the ugly white line that trailed it.

'That was when we found out they were asking for ransom money in order to stave off attacks. I suppose it's more like protection money really.' He mused 'Anyway, we were forced to attack people. We fought it as much as possible but we really had nowhere to go. The only time we get to ourselves is after the Full Moon when we get a cool down period. Otherwise we have to return two weeks before the full moon in order to prepare.'

'Does that mean you're going back in then?' Asked Harry, concerned.

'No, Robards has helped me move and they shouldn't be able to find me. He released a small statement to the Prophet about my arrest. When I didn't return from Hogsmeade, they would know something went wrong, hopefully that will be enough.'

'Clever.' Admitted Harry, he was surprised the lengths Robards had gone to with this, his respect and loyalty for the man was growing. 'So, what lead to the attacks on Hogsmeade then?'

'They had a few families paying protection money in Hogsmeade regularly. After Voldemort was defeated they didn't pay for the next two full moons, which as you can imagine didn't go down well. Priory hadn't been around for about a year, however when the payments stopped, he soon turned up to sort it out.

'As Greyback was friendly with the Death Eaters after his time as a snatcher, the society helped them escape and go to ground. Some are abroad and some act as muscle to the ongoing operations. They were asked to take part in the first attack on Hogsmeade.

'With the Aurors being so light staffed at the time, you were lucky that he didn't wipe you all out that day. If they hadn't pulled back half their people after the initial attack things would have got ugly for you.'

'They were already ugly enough.' Muttered Trista.

'Yeah well you wouldn't have been saved if that was the case so I wouldn't mope too much about it.'

'So is this Priory still around then?' Asked Trott.

'I would imagine so. I think he will stay, especially now Greyback is in Azkaban.'

Trott, to Sam's surprise, smiled at that 'Good, we might be able to catch him then.' She said in a business-like tone.

'Where do the Vampires come into this?' asked Harry.

'I've only ever seen one and only once.' admitted Sam 'To be honest once was enough. I think he is here to up the bite rates, meaning that more ransoms can come in rather than just trying to get people worried about one time a month.'

'That makes sense' said Harry seriously 'People can prepare for one time a month to defend themselves. However, all the time would have a few more breaking. It would be like being back at war.'