If Luna remembered correctly, this girl...Candance recieved about three outstandings in her Ordinary Wizarding Level's. An impressive feat for someone who seemed intensely distracted. Although, admittedly she was an intelligent girl. She was protective, peaceful, ambitious, and assertive when need be. A strong female was definitely a good person to take the job. It was going to ensure that women were well presented in this field.

Not to mention the beacon of hope gleaming in her little brown eyes when requesting the position. Dedication was there, there was no doubt. Dreams that needed to be fulfilled must be fulfilled and so Luna felt so incredibly obliged to offer her the job. Her appreciation for animals and her general understanding of others were kindly qualities, and she understood why she was a Hufflepuff. Though uncertainty lurked within her. Her wit does not lack, she merely dumbs herself down when around strangers and those who do not seem to appreciate her full intelligence. And of course, her wisdom was far beyond her age, some might say. Maybe Ravenclaw was more suited to her, but she would refrain from prying into the life of a young teenage girl.

Luna was sitting with excellent posture, admiring her two young children playfighting. Sometimes, she could not fathom that she had children; she could have never imagined such a perfect family of her own before now.

A bell, recently installed, chimed as the bushy haired girl with whom she was close friends with entered the Creature Caring Clinic.

"Good morning, Hermione," Luna chirped dreamily. Hermione was rather distracted.

"I have a question about something," she straight out asked. "Would you understand if I said Teddy Lupin was a metamorphmagus?"

"Why of course, Harry told me so himself. His mother worked for the order- she was one too,"

"Well, now I am worried about him, he's trying to turn himself into some peculiar things..." she said, rather quietly.

Curious, Luna welcomed her friend to sit on a pillow beside the fireplace. "Go on,"

"Well for starters, I think he wants to be a werewolf like his father. He has complete control over his actions when he becomes a wolf, but even so. Sometimes he converts into dangerous creatures... I believe he may have attempted to become a boggart once..."

"Is that so..?"

"Yes. It was unsuccessful. I am scared it is because of his lack of real family. I can't confront Harry because Teddy was too afraid, and I promised I wouldn't. I was just wondering- is there anything I can do do lessen the effects: maybe convince him otherwise?"

"Well, some Calming Drought probably wouldn't hurt..." Luna seemed perplexed by this predicament. Teddy Lupin had not appeared to have naughty intentions when she met him once during Christmas celebrations at the Weasley household. She moved into the potions cupboard and pulled out a small vial of the potion required. "Apart from this," she handed it over to Hermione, who finally calmed herself enough to take in the new surroundings. "...I don't really know what else. As long as he doesn't hurt anybody; he is unlikely to lose control. He was born this way! Plus, the lad's in his early twenties or something, allow him some freedom for experimentation." She smiled encouragingly.

"Thank you, Luna. I tried to do research myself, before I abruptly intruded. Say, this is quite a decorative service you have going on here," she chortled lightly.

Walking over to pull the fighting toddlers apart, Luna replied: "I would hope so. It took three weeks, four days and seven hours to do. I'm trying to hide it an a Muggle town, to keep it available for only trustworthy customers. I've been debating as to whether apply for a fireplace, for Flooing."

"You should make this more public- for the wizarding world of course. What do you offer? My children having been nagging about getting their pets checked or something for years..."

"Well," Luna scavenged around some old leaflets and pictures of her new family. There was paper flying everywhere after a few minutes, and Hermione had to ensue the Immobulus charm to stop herself from receiving a rough paper cut. "Here," she provided Hermione with a booklet with moving pictures of owls being bathed, to Hippgriffs being examined. Perhaps the information she had collected whilst adventuring with Rolf had given her a much clearer perspective on the anatomy of creatures. She knew Luna was one of the very best in creature care. "We don't change them though- unless they are uncharacteristically aggressive or active. I would not wish to harm them; I can give advice too."

"As you did, regarding Mr Lupin. Did you manage to fill the position?"

"Yes. The Quibbler picked up a girl going into her sixth year at Hogwarts; a Hufflepuff. She was shy, but intelligent. She harbours the passion for creatures, and their care of course,"

Hermione seemed unsettled by Luna's certainty. After all, she had only just been introduced to the female. For all Luna knows, she could be trying to harm them, or control them. Of course, it was unlikely considering that she was a member of Hufflepuff. Although, it did not eliminate the possibility of her turning out the same as Zacharias Smith. "Are you sure...about...her?"

"I don't think I've been more certain about anything regarding my work before. She needs the experience anyway. You're welcome to meet her, because she agreed to begin some work arrangements today for the rest of the Summer,"

Hermione's face dropped. "I haven't eaten, and I've got to arrange something with children. Plus I have hundreds of paperwork to fill in what with everything in Ministry being busy..." This saddened Hermione, deeply. She was reluctant to see Ginny, given that she was always too busy, and her work always consumed her life. Just once, Hermione desired a day away from the children. And she was independent and hard-working enough to deserve this.

"I can provide lunch if you wish, it would be my pleasure. We have much catching up to do, and I have to tell you some of my father's interesting Quibbler entries. He's certainly decided what he knows is fake and reality now and his articles are probably favoured more frequently,"

"I may just take you up on that offer, Luna!" Hermione sighed happily, before excusing herself to send a Patronus to Ron alerting him of her whereabouts for this day.

Isaac sat crossed legged on the living room rug, soaking in the sweet smell of happiness, before he was whipped with the cold spell of reprimanding for something that was not his fault, and yet he still had a reasonable explanation for it. The chandelier on the ceiling hung over him, casting a rainbow of light in his direction. It was entirely ironic. He shuddered deeply, and the prickle creeping up along the back of his neck was a good enough sign his mother and father lurked around him. Swallowing largely, he sat with baited breath, as his parents stormed in.

They did not shout however.

They simply threw a hefty copy of the Daily Prophet towards him with a bad temper. He needn't look up to feel the steely glares and grimaces from his mother and father. Instead, he cautiously turned to the front page, where a moving image of Ace and himself, surrounded by the debris of their Annual Market and looks of shame wiped indefinitely across their guilty faces. The headline read: Troubled Teenage Twosome Set Acromantula on Innocent Crowd. It had exaggeration and misinterpretation written all over it (metaphorically) and Isaac was speechless.

It was the 21st July, at Westgate-on-Sea (Kent, located) where this adolescent pair caused trouble to up-rise when they endangered their fellow residents of the general area. Many agreed that the damage was traumatizing and devastating, and they did not so much as issue even an informal apology.

We are informed by the locals that whilst a perfectly happy Acromantula- trained specially for this particular environment- performed, the two lurked in the crowd with evil intent. They released the beast intentionally, having cursed it's trainer to put her off of caring for it.

Francesca Winters, the trainer spoke, in tears, to our reporters: 'we had such a close relationship, me and my spider. Though, I mustn't weep. Although they severely injured my hip in the process, I would hate to get them into trouble- boys will be boys'. We could not extract more information, as she deserted to scene in an extremely emotional state.

Following the mass attack from the Acromantula (which has been described to have terrorised children, killed and adult and banished several of the eldest members in the community, for good), the efforts of the many residents were found to be in vain. The two boys, Ace Gregory Yearns (left) and Isaac Rafferty Equiorious (right) ensured the beast destroyed everything in it's path. Luckily, their parents were on the scene on time to capture them and disarm them. There punishment will soon be decided.

This is a pack of dirty rotten lies. Unless, he had his memory removed, the trainer was unharmed completely after Ace used the spell and the spider was in a state of distress. It was a plain sight, surely. The audience members did not become injured, and the spider had not personally banished any of them, as it refused to communicate verbally with any of them. Some of the children suffering from fear was the only part of the article that was truthful. That and their names and location being identified correctly.

Shortly, Isaac's nostrils flared angrily; his teeth made a grinding sound which invoked concern from his parents who quickly lost their disappointment in him. He controlled himself, though, and allowed his demeanour to return as impassive as he needed it to be. Funnily enough, he had no reason to care for what his parents did with him- as long as he knew the truth at heart. If the opportunity arises, he would try to provide evidence to support his side. Until then, he thought it useless to beg and plea.

"I don't know what to say Isaac," his mother sighed, defeated. "I know the Profit tells a despicable amount of lies, but I was there, you were there- the acromantula was there. It seems pretty truthful to me,"

His father grumpily sat next to him. "What makes you believe you have the right to attack everyone?"

"I don't," Isaac said monotonously, so as to prove he was uninterested.

"Exactly!" John Equiorious cried. "Never should you do this...but...it does seem very pathetic how it ended up being you two,"

"I agree completely and whole-heartedly." Isaac nodded, not an emotion on his face, but his words very passionate. In his heart however, he was seething and reddening. If only they knew. He couldn't be bothered to tell them because the amount of times he has accidentally got into trouble and they do not believe him, has shown him that they don't have too much faith in him.

Carefully, as if to not provoke her son, Louisa placed a warm palm on his cheek. "Tell us what happened. No lies, please,"

"Fine. The spider was being abused with ropes and charms. I noticed, as did Ace. We thought it amusing to get revenge for...Timothy by charming the lady enough to release her hold, but not so much as to even graze her knuckles. Then, that McClaggen from school told everyone we were evil- we were chased after this. Then we hid, and we were shortly found by you and half a dozen reporters looking for trouble. That is all,"

Silence, and palpable disappointment reigned high in this living area. These were two completely different sides of this story, and Isaac knew this. He understood the consequences for ruining the fair, but not for helping a beast with the same rights as rest of us. Normally, he didn't worry about creature usage, though the scornful look in spider's eyes was enough to suggest his discomfort. Especially with the sore marks on the weaker, rope-tied areas of its legs.

"You tried to do a good thing, you say." His father seemed sceptical about this. "Which one of you cast the spell?"

"Ace,"

"Did you forget that the spider would have been released?" That's it. I'm in an interrogations office, now.

"When Ace confunded the ugly woman-"

Isaac's mother gasped with horror. "You mustn't speak that way abut others!"

"-he intended to make her trip or something. Do something she didn't want to do. We hadn't presumed she would lose her grip on the rope. Which was causing the spider pain, I might add."

"You may not add, young man. I'm sick and tired of you getting in trouble." The parents looked sadly at each other, regretful that they would give yet another punishment to their foolish, trouble making son. "Although you tried to do a good thing- and we will try to make that much clear with the authorities- you have caused havoc, you were not thinking smartly, and you have apparently caused one or two deaths!" His father ended, his tone rather as though he was talking to a little child. Oh how you infuriate me sometimes, father.

"It didn't communicate to or injure anyone, except me. It spoke to me and Ace about how it was thankful and he owed us sometime before he pottered off somewhere." Isaac was fighting a losing battle here. He was starting to realise now that maybe Ace had caused an unnecessary amount of trouble. Even if a punishment did come up, it should not be to Isaac surely!

"Son, I think you tried to do something good without thinking. Although it was valiant talking to an Acromantula, they are dangerous and there is nothing believable about what you claim he says about you. It is illogical. I know you wanted to be the brave Gryffindor you are, but sometimes consideration for other's lacks. I think we'll stop you talking to Ace for some time, and cancel your subscription to Quidditch Heart until school starts up again," his Mother said, a look of defiance on her face. At school, her parents were Ravenclaws and so today they were reluctant to believe things that didn't co-ordinate with their text-book knowledge.

His father concluded, on a happier suggestion: "You could always make some more local friends, or try community service. Perhaps, me and you could write a letter explaining the poor well-being of the beast. It would be good for you when concluding your NEWT on Care of Magical Creatures?"

I don't even know why I took that: I just want a pet dragon, but all we learn about are Flobberworms, and feeding Hippogriffs. "What? Apart from Ace, who can't really help what he does because that part of his brain is whizzing about in his head, where am I going to find another person my age?"

"Excluding Muggles?"

"Well- I hadn't thought of them. But I meant someone I can talk to about magical things..."

"Honey," His mother revealed a copy of their local wizarding paper the Captain Coast Post which had several clubs advertised. "Why don't you take up merpeople searching at the seaside, or attend this new Chocolate Frog Card Club?"

"The second club will be made up of first to third year babies. Merpeople? This is insane, that's a pathetic excuse for a club."

"There's something else here. Local Quidditch Tournament?" His father looked engrossed and very excited. "Sixteen to eighteen year old Keeper, and Beater required. Oh look, and eight to ten need a chaser still- Osias could come too!"

"I thought you didn't want me to have fun?"

Distractedly, his Quidditch obsessed parents waved the matter off momentarily. "Oh and there's even space on the forty to fifty year old team!"

Candance was thrilled to pieces when she woke up after first visiting Mrs Scamander. For the first time, she would be given a chance to work in a clinic designed for the creatures she'd always dreamed of meeting. As an organised person, she loaded a small shoulder bag- enchanted with an Extension Charm (something she did prior to the holidays, to avoid ministry interrogation- and filled it with scraps of old images and posters she used for revision at school; booklets filled with theories and speculations which she would hopefully discuss with Luna, if she was curious; and a list of things to do when she has a break, or conversation runs dry (yesterday's Daily Prophet, some children's book about a Thestral who got lost, and a list of activities she engaged in that are of Muggle decent).

Another matter to be dealt with immediately, was her choice of clothing. Obviously she had to look smart, but no less prepared for anything practical. She decided on a light brown set of dress robes, and old pair which she rarely wore. Neatly, her hair was tied back into a posh bun and her glasses polished tidily. Despite all this preparation and effort, Candance still had this feeling she was missing three quarters of her items: which was funny, seeing as she had not been required to wear and bring anything in particular. It'll be her way of testing my commitment and intelligence she thought, and I will prove my worth.

A hour later, she hurrying down the street, straightening her robes and checking her bag. The street was less quiet this time, but not so busy that she was noticed sticking her entire arm through her pouch sized bag. Why she was half jogging was beyond her, seeing as she was five houses away and a quarter of an hour early.

She carefully opened the door to the secluded building, and made her way past the aggravated portraits. Though this time, instead of hearing the motherly voice of Luna, she heard someone else too.

Ignoring the bell which showed her entrance, two happy faced filled with pumpkin juice and pasties, turned to face her. Luna, of the two, called her over to the small table she had set up and asked her to eat something if she wished. The other had extraordinarily bushy hair and was looking at her oddly.

"Hello, Candance. This is Hermione Weasley, a close friend of mine," Luna announced, and the two shook hands. Hermione seemed to be warming to the girl. It was her spirited presence and her lack of confidence that proved she is not a threat to Luna.

"Hello," Candance uttered shyly. Hermione was seemingly pretty and famed for being a female, Ministry power. Once again, Candance felt inadequate but tried to hide it.

Hermione offered her a goblet of juice, and a seat between the two of them, whilst they secretly inspected her attire.

"Why did you choose this set of dress robes?"

"Wha-? I- I guess because it was smart enough, but dark and old enough in case I spilt something, or..you know," Candance explained, making it clear that she was happy with her choice.

"She is well prepared wouldn't you agree, Hermione?" Luna asked, although it was obvious that they both agreed.

Mrs Weasley nodded with deep consideration for the high commitment this young lady showed. "Indeed. Since you enjoy magical creatures, what do you feel about the Acromantula report in the Prophet yesterday?" She had asked so fleetingly and casually, that Candance worried herself.

"I- I didn't really get round to reading it, but I brought it with me..." she pulled it, less than gracefully from her cluttered bag and placed it down to see two guilty looking seventh years from her school looking around nervously. "I know them two. That Equiorious guy takes Newt level Magical Creatures..."

Hermione was disgusted with this article. "I hardly believe two seventh year boys would intentionally set an acromantula free. Besides, what is an acromantula doing being trained? This is an abuse of the large beast. Obviously they wanted to get rid of the trainer, yes, but they wouldn't try and hurt anyone."

"I agree," Candance added. "They do get into all sorts of trouble at school, but they don't do it evilly. They're just 'accidental mischief makers' I believe," she used her fingers to show this was a title only she had given them.

"I think it's dreadful that the Acromantula is probably in an unknown environment now." Luna sighed, her airy voice showing her dislike for it's mistreatment, also. "I think it is best to let everyone involved here, be. The boys, the trainer and the townspeople have just misinterpreted a situation and we don't know their intent fully and personally, do we? Although it does not seem malicious, we may not knew. We'll have to put it to bed until the other information is released."

Soooo?

If anyone is curious, I have planned nearly eight chapters now, where a couple of mentioned characters are being introduced and are interacting with other characters.

Next Chapter: We will see more of Isaac and what his parents decided to do with him, and some wizardy action. Plus, a certain group of beasts will make another appearance.

Thanks for reading, please leave a review- they are very encouraging! :)