New Chapter....Starring Haley Dale as an auror. I really like this chapter and i think it will add an interesting twist to the story...
(Haley I hope you enjoy this...I love being in your fic :))
Haley Dale sat at her desk in her makeshift office in the Ministry of Magic. She was sure that it was really a closet with a desk shoved inside it. She didn't mind much as she was rarely in her 'office' anyway.
She sat staring at a folded piece of parchment, writing that name she hated so much, over and over until it burned in her skull. That name that had taken her parents from her on that street all those years ago.
Sirius Black.
She was hoping for some clue to pop out at her. Something she had missed before, that would explain his whereabouts, and how he had managed to escape Azkaban.
There was a loud rasp at her office door. Haley reached an inch over and opened it. Standing there was her old friend and mentor. Alastor Moody.
"Working late?" He asked as he withdrew his cane that he had been hitting the door with.
"Well, I hardly call sitting here working," she laughed and withdrew the parchment, pocketing it quickly. She looked into Moody's scarred and severed face, even more harsh looking in the candle light, but she only saw the warm smile and gleeful eyes.
"You're a good girl, Haley." he said and looked cautiously around the small room before entering it. His magical eye darting to and fro.
"It's ok, Moody." she said, laughing to herself. "No ones cursed the place that I know of."
His magical eye whirred to her, and he twisted his mouth into a grin.
"You're a good auror, Haley Dale, but a tad too trusting." he sniffed the air, and checked the chair before sitting down opposite of her. "Now," he began, tapping his cane on the floor, "Are you going to tell me what's bothering you or do I have to guess?"
"What makes you think something's bothering me?" she asked innocently and began fiddling her thumbs.
Moody's eyes darted to her hands, which Haley instinctively put under her desk. Moody waited in silence for Haley to fess up.
"Oh alright." she said finally, knowing that Moody knew her far too well. "Its Black. His trail has ran cold."
"Fudge is a fool for putting you on this case." Moody's voice rose an octave. "He knows your parents were victims of Black's curse."
"I wanted this mission. It's the only thing I can do for my parents now.
Making sure that death eater gets put back where he belongs is my top priority." She sighed and looked longingly at the clock on her desk. It was set to 'You Should've Been Home 4 Hours Ago.'
"Haley." Moody said standing up. "Just remember, Constant Vigilance. Letting your guard down and getting hurt does nothing to honor your parents memory." Moody moved to leave the room.
"I know that." Haley smiled, she had heard the 'constant vigilance speech' before. "I'll be careful, and I'll get him. After all," she laughed and patted Alastor Moody on the back, "I was taught by the best."
Moody chuckled lightly. "You're a good girl, Haley." he repeated and went to close the door behind him. "Oh, one more thing." he added popping his head back in. "I know I am an ex-auror, and it be far beyond me to try and tell you how to do your work…" his voice trailed off.
"What is it, Alastor?" Haley laughed.
"Well," his voice held a hint of caution, "I heard that girl of the LeStrange's was visiting Azkaban not long before Black's escape. She's about your age Haley. Maybe a little older or younger, not sure." Moody's eye began swirling around inside his head and continued to for a minute until returning to Haley. "You may want to check on her. I believe her name is Danissa."
"Alright." Haley nodded and forced a smile. Inside she was kicking herself. Why hadn't she thought of checking the past registry of visitors to Azkaban? Maybe Moody was right, and she was a little to close to be objective. "Thank you, Alastor." she fake smiled again.
"Anytime Dear." he nodded and clunked back up the hallway. "Constant Vigilance." she heard him call back to her.
Haley rubbed her temples. She didn't feel anything close to vigilant.
(Haley I hope you enjoy this...I love being in your fic :))
Haley Dale sat at her desk in her makeshift office in the Ministry of Magic. She was sure that it was really a closet with a desk shoved inside it. She didn't mind much as she was rarely in her 'office' anyway.
She sat staring at a folded piece of parchment, writing that name she hated so much, over and over until it burned in her skull. That name that had taken her parents from her on that street all those years ago.
Sirius Black.
She was hoping for some clue to pop out at her. Something she had missed before, that would explain his whereabouts, and how he had managed to escape Azkaban.
There was a loud rasp at her office door. Haley reached an inch over and opened it. Standing there was her old friend and mentor. Alastor Moody.
"Working late?" He asked as he withdrew his cane that he had been hitting the door with.
"Well, I hardly call sitting here working," she laughed and withdrew the parchment, pocketing it quickly. She looked into Moody's scarred and severed face, even more harsh looking in the candle light, but she only saw the warm smile and gleeful eyes.
"You're a good girl, Haley." he said and looked cautiously around the small room before entering it. His magical eye darting to and fro.
"It's ok, Moody." she said, laughing to herself. "No ones cursed the place that I know of."
His magical eye whirred to her, and he twisted his mouth into a grin.
"You're a good auror, Haley Dale, but a tad too trusting." he sniffed the air, and checked the chair before sitting down opposite of her. "Now," he began, tapping his cane on the floor, "Are you going to tell me what's bothering you or do I have to guess?"
"What makes you think something's bothering me?" she asked innocently and began fiddling her thumbs.
Moody's eyes darted to her hands, which Haley instinctively put under her desk. Moody waited in silence for Haley to fess up.
"Oh alright." she said finally, knowing that Moody knew her far too well. "Its Black. His trail has ran cold."
"Fudge is a fool for putting you on this case." Moody's voice rose an octave. "He knows your parents were victims of Black's curse."
"I wanted this mission. It's the only thing I can do for my parents now.
Making sure that death eater gets put back where he belongs is my top priority." She sighed and looked longingly at the clock on her desk. It was set to 'You Should've Been Home 4 Hours Ago.'
"Haley." Moody said standing up. "Just remember, Constant Vigilance. Letting your guard down and getting hurt does nothing to honor your parents memory." Moody moved to leave the room.
"I know that." Haley smiled, she had heard the 'constant vigilance speech' before. "I'll be careful, and I'll get him. After all," she laughed and patted Alastor Moody on the back, "I was taught by the best."
Moody chuckled lightly. "You're a good girl, Haley." he repeated and went to close the door behind him. "Oh, one more thing." he added popping his head back in. "I know I am an ex-auror, and it be far beyond me to try and tell you how to do your work…" his voice trailed off.
"What is it, Alastor?" Haley laughed.
"Well," his voice held a hint of caution, "I heard that girl of the LeStrange's was visiting Azkaban not long before Black's escape. She's about your age Haley. Maybe a little older or younger, not sure." Moody's eye began swirling around inside his head and continued to for a minute until returning to Haley. "You may want to check on her. I believe her name is Danissa."
"Alright." Haley nodded and forced a smile. Inside she was kicking herself. Why hadn't she thought of checking the past registry of visitors to Azkaban? Maybe Moody was right, and she was a little to close to be objective. "Thank you, Alastor." she fake smiled again.
"Anytime Dear." he nodded and clunked back up the hallway. "Constant Vigilance." she heard him call back to her.
Haley rubbed her temples. She didn't feel anything close to vigilant.