The Murder Files Page One taken by Fred Weasley with the assistance of Rose Weasley
Michael
5:00-5:30 - entrance hall with various staff, multiple witnesses
5:30-5:45- claims to be in servant's hall, no witnesses
5:45-6:00 - dining room with Carson and James
he's kinda cute 3 but he and dead girl had sordid romance so MOTIVE
Beatrice
5:30 - 6:00 - helping Edith do hair
gurl, that hair was horrible
The Murder Files Page Three taken by Fred Weasley with the assistance of Rose Weasley
Ivy
5:00 - 6:00 - with Daisy and Mrs. Patmore - lol she looks like Nana Weasley
THIS ACCENT THO
Mr. Grumpypants
haha i'm not writing anything and he has no idea. i wonder if he knows what i want to do to thomas. probably would give the old man a heart attack. hmmm… i wonder where thomas is….
5:00 - paperwork shit
5:15-5:45 - with Lord and Lady Grantham, Edith, and Mary
5:45-6:00 - dining room with footman
Lord Grantham
5:00 - 6:00 - with Lady Grantham, Edith, and Mary (and Carson)
lol he's getting pissed off
"These are the worst notes I have ever read," said Charlie flatly. "Half of these are just you fantasizing about blokes…"
"Never mind that," broke in Scorpius. "What did you find Rose?"
She pointed to two testimonies on separate pages: Mr. Carson and Beatrice. "Both of them saw Lady Edith at the same time in two completely different places."
"But that's impossible," pointed out Albus.
"Give the man a medal," said Rose dryly. "That's the point. The Doctor said that the murderer was a shapeshifting alien."
"And a shapeshifting alien could be in two places at once," replied Albus, catching on.
"Exactly," said Rose. "We need to meet with Mr. Carson and Beatrice again to corroborate their stories."
"Their stories match up," said Fred, as Beatrice exited the room "What do we do?"
"I don't know," admitted Rose. "We can't just walk up to Edith and say you have an evil twin walking around, can we?"
"Assuming we knew which one was the real one," said Scorpius, standing up.
"We need to tell Lady Mary," said Fred. "She might know what to do."
"Can we trust her?" asked Charlie. "It's her sister who's an alien."
The other four considered this. Albus cautiously spoke up. "I think we have to trust her. She's our only link to the Doctor and the only one who will believe us if we accuse someone of being an alien."
"Good point," muttered Fred. "We don't want to institutionalize ourselves. Never good for business."
Charlie got to her feet to go over to the wall and pull down on a piece of rope. Quickly, a servant popped in, waiting for instructions.
"Could you fetch Lady Mary for us?" asked Charlie.
"At once, Ms. Blair," said the servant, nodding respectfully. As soon as the servant closed the door behind her, Charlie turned to the others. "If it's Edith, then that means it can't be Thomas."
"You're right," said Rose, snapping her fingers. "He's innocent."
They looked over to Fred who was looking slightly relieved. He looked up and chose his words carefully. "Regardless, he still left without a trace the morning after a murder took place."
"That's very mature of you," said Charlie proudly.
"What can I say?" said Fred, shrugging his shoulders. "Traveling with the Doctor matures you."
"Another deep comment," smiled Rose. "Our little Fred is growing up!"
"Oh fuck off," laughed Fred as Lady Mary walked in. She narrowed her eyes and shook her head at the darker skinned boy.
"Why is it that I always find you engaging in vulgarity?" asked Lady Mary, not really expecting an explanation. She turned to Charlie. "You rang?"
Charlie hesitated. "We have a suspect, but you won't like who it is."
"Are you sure you want to know?" added Albus. "We can figure out what to do next."
"Well, I have to know now," said Lady Mary. "The suspense alone would kill me."
Charlie hesitated again. "We think it's Edith."
"Horrible as she may be, I do hope you have more proof than that," said Lady Marly calmly.
Rose quickly filled her in on the damning testimony of Beatrice and Mr. Carson. Lady Mary nodded. "That's certainly suspicious. And Edith's been complaining about feeling unwell."
"Which Edith?" asked Fred.
"I suppose that it would make sense for both Ediths to feel unwell," said Lady Mary hesitatingly. "The alien would be adjusting to the body and Edith's body would sense the duplicate."
"We don't know for sure though," said Scorpius. "It's only a lead."
"But it's a solid lead," said Lady Mary. "Good work - I'm sure if the Doctor were here, he would agree."
"Does he often do this?" asked Charlie.
"More than you would think," replied Lady Mary. "Often he needs to only check up on something, but since he's so terrible at piloting the TARDIS, he usually mistimes his arrival. He doesn't mean to be gone for so long."
"I must say, you're taking the fact that you're sister might be being impersonated by an alien quite well," said Albus, changing the subject.
Lady Mary raised an eyebrow. "I am a member of the British aristocracy. We are rather good at keeping our emotions to ourselves."
"You slapped the Doctor when we arrived," Charlie challenged.
"I suppose I did," admitted Lady Mary, somewhat stiffly. "A momentary lapse in judgement. But I thought we were here to discuss my dear sister?"
Rose nodded. "We need to come up with a plan to see if there are two Ediths."
"We could just cast a charm," said Fred. They all looked at him as if he were a genius. Fred humbly looked away from their looks.
"Of course!" moaned Rose. "We're wizards and witches!"
Fred pulled out his wand and pointed it in the air, whispering something under his breath. Nothing happened. Scorpius tried with his wand but nothing happened.
"Our wands aren't working!" exclaimed Rose.
"No shit Sherlock…" muttered Fred.
Lady Mary's eyes flashed but she said nothing. She instead commented on the apparent lack of magic. "I'm no expert on magic obviously, but it's a type of energy, correct?"
"Yes," answered Rose.
"When the TARDIS lands it sometimes sends out a wave of energy. It's why the lights sometimes flicker. Maybe that's why your wands aren't working...," suggested Lady Mary.
They all looked at each other.
"He's back!"
"Of course I'm back, you blubbering baboon!" said the Doctor as he entered the room. "Do try to keep up!"
"Doctor!" cried Charlie, running over to him. "Wait till we tell you what we -"
"Edith did it," said the Doctor. "Yeah, I figured that out. I was on Ganymede, sipping my Arnold Palmer when the sonic went off. I had to run five miles to the TARDIS where the interface decided to tell me that DNA from the morphic residue matched DNA from Edith."
"So what do we do?" asked Lady Mary eagerly. "The sooner this is over with, the better."
"Well, you lot have figured out magic won't work so we need to catch the two Ediths at the same time. Trap them," said the Doctor. "But first, I want you to see someone."
He cleared his throat and somebody opened the door. That somebody was Thomas the under butler. "Hello."
