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Chapter 1
It was all that bushy-haired little bitches fault. She just had to be better than everyone else and rub their noses in it. And now Ron was the one being blamed for her not knowing a troll was in the building and Rebel Wesker was dragging him to help find her.
According to Rebel and his squad they were just going to try and find Magril to warn her. Malfoy thought that being friends with Rebel redfield would be pretty safe, he killed a dark lord, so no one would try to mess with him and they could all just relax and enjoy life. Not to mention the fame and perks that being famous brought.
But no! Rebel seemed to have a desperate need to help people and save them. First Murphy seeker and now Magril greyback. Rebel redfield must have a death wish.
The two boys skidded to a halt and could hear the commotion inside. Harry pushed the door carefully open to reveal the huge mountain troll looming over a cowering Magril greyback.
Malfoy decided he should ask to be rescued. He wasn't brave enough for this, but Ravenclaw should love him, as he definitely was smart enough not to stick around and get pummel.
Malfoy, any-" Rebel had turned to ask his friend for help only to see him sharply turn the corner at the end of the corridor. Harry noticed a trail of liquid marking the platinum heads path and decided there and then not to think too hard about it.
Rebel turned and had a good look at the troll.
It was fucking huge similar to the el gigante he encountered in spain with leon.
Magril was in huge trouble as she cowered under what used to be the bathroom sinks. Rebel spared a fleeting moment to wonder what it looked like prior to being redecorated by the lummox inside.
Rebel tapped into his primeval werewolf and let out a huge roar… for an eleven year old at least… as he somehow leapt onto the huge beasts back and began pounding away.
Magril saw her savior and that he really didn't look like he was having much luck. Her Slytherin courage kicked in and she started hurling nearby pieces of porcelain debris at the creature.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" She screeched.
Rebel had lost his knife by this point as he had jammed it up the bugger's nose. Rebel Wesker was simply holding on for dear life and hoping that Magril could avoid hitting him with parts of a porcelain throne.
There was a bright flash of light and loud whine that came from the last standing cubicle. Everything stopped as the troll stopped bucking and all three turned curiously to look at what had caused the light and noise.
"Since when do nazi bunkers come with indoor plumbing?" A male American voice queried to itself from inside the cubicle.
Set Roth ? Are you playing pranks again?" The voice called out as the door opened.
"Aw, crap." The voice apparently belonged to a tall man with a scar on the right of his face. "What the hell is going on here?" He demanded as he took in the sight of a stunned trio of boy, girl and troll.
This also caused the troll to break from its stupor and roared angrily at the newcomer whilst Rebel fell off its back.
The man just stood there with his nose wrinkled.
"Fuck me , you stink." He said as he reached up and ripped the knife from the troll's nose. The troll suddenly whimpered in pain and surprise at the move as the man threw the nazi blade away and fortunately towards the two kids.
"Any chance you're gonna walk away peacefully?" The man asked as Magril and Rebel tried to become one with the corner. They weren't sure who the man was, but they had a pretty bad feeling they were about to see a new side of him. The inside.
The troll meanwhile roared in anger again at the newcomer.
"Yeah, I thought so." He said as he reached over his shoulder and a chainsaw appeared from nowhere.
The man suddenly seemed to spring into motion as he shot between the beast's legs and sliced at the back of its knees causing it to topple to the ground roaring with pain. Only its arms held it up but the man sliced away at the elbows causing more roars and the troll to fall to the floor.
The man then placed the chainsaw back over his shoulder and it vanished. He reached over his other shoulder to make an A Schockhammer 60 appear.
Both Magril and Rebel were given their first lesson in the anatomy of trolls as the man blew the defeated beast's head clean off.
Brain matter covered the man's boots and Rebels face.
The man placed his Schockhammer 60 back over his shoulder making it vanish just as several of the professors burst into the room. There was no pause as the man made two lugar p60 appear from his side and they were pointed at the newcomers.
"What is the meaning of this?" Professor McGonagall demanded.
The man looked down at the corpse, then at the kids and then at his guns before looking back at the woman.
"It means the next person who attacks me is gonna wind up worse than this guy." He said seriously as he kicked the troll.
"Please Professor, he saved us from the troll." Magril said as Rebel helped her up.
"Who 'he' is would be one of many questions needed answered for that to have any bearing on this situation, Magril Greyback ." Professor McGonagall said primly.
"Same goes for you lady." He said, still pointing his weapons.
"I am Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster of this school." The elderly man said placatingly. "The lady you spoke to is my Deputy, Professor McGonagall. The other two men are Professors Snape and Quirrell."
"I'm Rebel, and this is Magril ." Rebel offered his hand to shake the marines hand.
"This is a school?" The man asked dubiously as he looked around the demolished bathroom.
"One of the finest in the world." Professor McGonagall said proudly.
"Right… So the finest school in the world has a policy in place that traps two kids in a public bathroom with a lumbering dangerous beast?" He asked with no small amount of sarcasm. He had a look of sudden suspicion. "You're not affiliated with the Kreisau circle?"
Professor Dumbledore looked embarrassed whilst the other three bristled at the accusation.
"We were attempting to ensure the safety of the students and moving them to their common rooms. We had no idea Mister rebel and Miss Magril were separated from the group. It is their own stupid foolishness that puts them in danger." McGonagall declared angrily. "And we have no idea what this council you speak of is." She added as an afterthought.
"Sure… and what foolish actions were those? Taking a leak?" He asked derisively.
"Mind your tongue." The black clad Snape snarled.
The man cocked one of his lugar p60s. "Or what?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Or I'll take great pleasure in disarming and incapacitating you before seeing you thrown in Azkaban." Snape growled.
There was a loud bang and a crack and plaster from the wall exploded just behind Snape. All four professors turned slowly to see the small hole that now allowed them a clear view into the adjoining boys toilets.
"Is that before or after I put a hole that size in each of your heads?" The man asked calmly.
Rebel and Magril were now back in their safe little corner, they knew about guns and had no intention of getting in front of them.
"I believe we have started off badly Mister…" Dumbledore asked leadingly.
"Blazkowicz. Just blazkowicz."
"Mister Blazkowicz… We were only just informed that these two children were missing and were on our way to find them."
"What were you two doing here?" Blazkowicz asked over his shoulder to the two children, never moving his weapons.
"Magril was upset, she was here during the meal and didn't hear about the troll, so I came with my squad to warn her and get her back to the dorms." rebel Wesker said quickly.
"So… no elicit smoochies?" Blazkowicz asked with a smirk.
There was a simultaneous "eww" from the two pre-teens.
Blazkowicz turned back to the four adults. "So, what was that about foolish actions?"
"I believe anything the boy says. He's just and true as his father." Snape declared.
"Severus, enough." Dumbledore said quietly as Rebel frowned.
Rebel wasn't really angry at the man ; he just wanted to know what that meant. He wished someone would tell him about his parents other than the fact that he looked like his father except his eyes were his mothers. He wanted to know what they were like, what they do with him, had they ever taken him to the zoo, or swimming, did he have any baby playmates… the simple things.
"I'm curious, who is looking after the students now?" William Blazkowicz asked.
"The other teachers of course." McGonagall said as though he was a moron.
"So, you pretty much stuck near the kids without heading the… troll… off and making sure it never reached them?"
"We had to find it first!" McGonagall said in exasperation.
"Find it?" Blazkowicz asked in disbelief. "This beast managed to find two kids in a closed room. Look at this place! Why the hell didn't you just follow the sounds of mayhem? You should have headed straight for it and killed it, not wasted time moving the kids around a building when you had no idea where the troll was… how did you know you weren't taking the kids straight to the troll?"
"Do you know how hard it is to kill a mountain t-t-t-troll?" Quirrell asked in horror.
"Well, yeah." He shrugged. "Not that hard." He said kicking the corpse. "Took, what? Less than ten seconds?" He asked the two kids behind him.
"Actually… less than five." Magril corrected timidly.
"See? Less than five seconds."
" liar!" Snape scoffed. "Just administer some Veritaserum and we will know all we need to."
"Severus, perhaps you and Professor Quirrell would be so kind as to let the others know the danger has passed?" Dumbledore said firmly as he realized his Potions Master was not about to be helpful at the moment.
"But-"
"Now, Professor."
The two professors walked out. Well, one stormed and the other slunk out, never turning his back on them.
"Obviously you have some experience in dealing with dark magical creatures." Dumbledore said. "Perhaps you could tell us how you came to be in our school?"
"I walked into A Nazi bunker." He said bluntly. "In Tanganyika." He added.
"That is… most disturbing." Dumbledore said, stroking his beard with a frown. "A portal that leads from Africa to this room."
"I doubt it's permanent, other people used the cave before me, and probably will after me. It's probably just my crappy luck."
"Still, best to be sure. Minerva, would you escort Mister rebel Wesker and Miss Magril Greyback to their dorms?"
"Of course Albus. Follow me." She ordered crisply.
"If you will follow me, I will seal this room and we can adjourn to my office to discuss this further." Albus offered.
Blazkowicz holstered his guns causing Dumbledore's face to have a look of shock as the weapons vanished.
As BJ Blazkowicz was led down the corridors and up various stairs, he noticed there were no light bulbs, sockets or any other indications of electricity around. He would need to get to at least a phone before he could contact the Kreisau circle. He had a sinking feeling that he was in the wrong time to find a phone… or the OSA.
The place looked like a stone castle, at best guess he was at least several hundred years in the past… probably more. He wasn't even sure he was in the right reality or dimension, the paintings were moving and actually following him from one frame to the next… and that didn't even take into account the floating translucent beings and moving stairs.
Eventually they arrived at a stone gargoyle that moved out of the way at Dumbledore's password. Albus offered Blazkowicz a seat and a drink. He accepted the seat.
"B.J.",was a little disturbed by the living portraits that he could hear muttering. He was glad that none of the paintings from outside had made it into this room; there were plenty of portraits in this room to give him a complex.
That didn't even take into account the weird red bird with the large feathers.
"Blazkowicz , can you tell me where in Africa this cave was? I need to send someone to investigate."
"First of all, can you tell me what year it is?" Blaskowicz countered politely.
"October 31st 1991." Albus informed him curiously.
"Aw shit." Blaskowicz muttered. "Still, not too bad."
"You believe you have traversed time?" Albus postulated.
"Yeah, by about 50 years, although from the looks of this place I thought it was more like eight to ten centuries. I'll just have to wait out until I sync with my own time before I can contact my friends." Blazkowicz sighed. "At least you have cable… shame I can't remember any lotto numbers."
"Actually, you're in the wrong reality." A familiar voice said.
" MOM?" Blazkowicz said in shock.
Zofia Blazkowicz suddenly appeared in the chair next to him startling Albus slightly, but the strange red bird started chittering happily.
"After all this time, and all you did for my family, you had damn well better call me mom!" She said, wagging her finger at him with a mock frown.
"Yes." He said sheepishly. "So… how do I get back?"
"You don't. I requested you for this mission." She said, sitting back and adjusting her skirt as she crossed her legs.
"Mission? What about the mission I was on?" He asked warily. He was supposed to be finding a new Kreisau Circle In Africa and slaying the occasional Nazi.
"Someone else will handle it. I was informed what was happening."
"So I got drafted?" He asked in outrage.
"I'm afraid so. But I am the one responsible, I really need help and you are the only one I know who could handle it." She said pleadingly.
"Aw, Mom! You know you only had to ask." Blazkowicz whined somewhat annoyed at being manhandled across realities.
"Yes, but my daughter in law would have tried to stop you."
"Point." Blazkowicz Conceded.
"I'm sorry, I must ask who you are and how you appeared in my school?" Albus interrupted. This was not a good day, he was not used to being unaware of so many things happening.
"I am formerly Zofia Blazkowicz, I used to be the mother of william joseph Blazkowicz , I considered him one of my own children." She said fondly as she reached over and took blazkowicz's hand.
"And you arrived in my office… how?"
"Technically, I am your office. I am Hogwarts."
Albus looked stunned at that revelation.
"That sounds like a bad disease or something that crawled out of the Wolfsburg." crypts Blazkowicz said with a disgusted look.
Albus frowned. "Hogwarts is the name of this castle and the school which it houses." He said somewhat absently as he studied the lady claiming to be his school.
"Yeah… I stand by my original assessment." Blazkowicz declared with a raised eyebrow.
Turning to Zofia Blazkowicz he asked. "Ok mom, what's the mission?"
"He's just coming up the stairs." Blazkowicz smiled.
A few seconds later an irate Minerva McGonagall burst through the doors with Rebel and Magril behind her. She was just about to start ranting when she noticed the strange woman.
"Rebel Wesker is my mission?" Blazkowicz asked with a sigh. He had made the leap from teenage girls to teenage boys… at least he wouldn't have to worry about female problems this time.
"Yes, Rebel Wesker. He has a very interesting history that will make you very angry. He also has a prophecy hanging over him."
"I must ask you not to divulge any more Mrs Zofia Blazkowicz. I will also need to know how you came across this knowledge." Albus said sternly, this woman clearly had access to important information. Albus was quickly trying to figure out if he had a leak and prevent this woman from disrupting his carefully laid plans.
"Bite me Dumbles." Zofia Blazkowicz said with venom.
"Me-ow!" Blazkowicz declared with a grin.
"That idiot was going to keep Rebel Wesker in the dark. Rebel has as bad a habit of saving people as you do!" Zofia said angrily.
"But they're my brothers!" Rebel said defiantly.
"Rebel dear, I'm not saying you did anything wrong, just that other people were wrong in how they treated you. Or didn't treat you." Zofia said, pulling the boy into a hug.
Blazkowicz noticed the way Rebel stiffened like a plank of wood in Zofia's arms.
"See what I mean son ?" She said knowing what the scarred marine had Rebel as two more chairs materialized in the office and Zofia led the two children to sit down.
"Rebel, I called William here to train you. The man who killed your parents is still out there. William will keep you safe whilst he makes sure you can keep yourself and others safe."
"MRS Zofia!" Albus roared, shocking the two children and Minerva. "Please stop this or I will be forced to take action."
"Go ahead. Make my day." Zofia said, standing straight in front of rebel and Magril and doing a damned good imitation of a certain cop who shared the same name as Blazkowicz new charge.
BJ had a look of pure adoration in his eyes as he stared at Zofia whilst Magril broke down in a fit of giggles.
Rebel and Minerva had no clue what was going on, but Albus was enraged and started firing stunners at Zofia.
They had no effect and simply vanished before impact.
"Now, I think it's time for you to take a small vacation, Minerva can handle things whilst you're gone." Zofia declared as Albus suddenly vanished.
Now, Minerva was nobody's fool. This strange woman had appeared in one of the most secure rooms in the country and then made the greatest wizard of their time vanish. She had no delusions about being able to take this woman on. Of course, she had no idea what to do.
"Don't worry Minerva. I just sent Albus outside the school gates." Zofia explained.
"And you would be…?"
"I, technically, am Hogwarts."
Minerva looked to Blazkowicz hoping for an explanation… or even a pinch to wake her up from this surreal dream.
"Damned if I have the answers, I just got here." He shrugged as he looked expectantly at Zofia.
Zofia sighed. "When I died, I was given the choice to have eternal rest or do some good. With Blazkowicz still out there, I felt I couldn't rest; I wanted to try and help people.
"Short version. I was offered the opportunity to help a breed of magical humans. I accepted.
"One thing led to another, and I am now the controlling and protecting spirit of this school.
"Generally, I stay asleep or dormant unless needed. The last time I awoke was about two decades ago when the first wizarding war broke out.
"I've been awake for the past twenty odd years keeping an eye on the war that was occurring."
"Can I assume you are the reason why we were herded here by the castle?" Minerva asked.
"You can. I needed Rebel here to meet William ."
"And Magril greyback.?"
"Rebel and Magril have been trying to be friends for a few weeks, but one Hermione and Draco is being a bit of a prick."
"He's my friend!" Rebel said, defending the platinum head.
"Doesn't change the fact that he's a prick… and a bit of a coward. Why did you place him in Slytherin ?" She said as she looked at the Sorting Hat.
"He's a Malfoy. I think I may have been slightly biased." The hat admitted somewhat sheepishly.
"Should he be resorted to?" Minerva asked.
"Wouldn't hurt." Zofia shrugged.
"So why am I here for rebel Wesker?" Blazkowicz asked his mother Zofia.
"Part of my duties is to ensure the safety of my occupants. Rebel comes from a home that is far more abusive than even yours. It was what I learnt from Albus Dumbledore that made me ask for you.
"Rebel Wesker's parents died trying to protect him when he was a baby, only one year old. Ten years ago today. The man who killed them used the same curse on them. It is usually instantly fatal, but it backfired and destroyed his body leaving him as a spirit.
"Unfortunately, this made Rebel Wesker part of a prophecy that says Rebel has to kill this wizard."
"I have to kill Voldemort?" Rebel asked in horror as Minerva and Magril gasped.
"That's what the prophecy says. But William here has a habit of breaking prophecies." Zofia told the young boy.
This caused both children and professor to stare at the scarred man in awe.
"It's not my fault!" William protested weakly as he shifted, uncomfortable with the attention.
"It's getting late. Perhaps we could continue this tomorrow?" Minerva suggested as Magril failed to stifle a yawn.
"Of course. I have arranged for rooms near the slytherin dorms for William Joseph Blazkowicz. Rebel and Magril will be staying with him."
Minerva had a headache and really wanted to argue, but she had no idea how to begin. How exactly did you argue with someone who appeared to be the embodiment of the place you lived in… an extremely powerful one at that!
"Don't worry Minerva, just go with the flow. It'll all be explained in the morning." Zofia grinned as she ushered the two children and Blazkowicz out.
Minerva slumped in her temporary new chair until she noticed some of the portraits snickering. She decided to beat a hasty retreat to her own quarters.
"Shit ! I don't have any clothes or supplies! Or money!" BJ realized as Zofia led them to the dorms.
"Don't worry William, I've been putting money away for over a thousand years. Even my grandson couldn't dent it with a gun buying spree in Milan." Zofia assured him.
"You're really the spirit of Hogwarts?" Magril asked skeptically.
"I am. It doesn't matter if you believe me; just believe that William and I are here to keep you safe. And by extension the rest of the school." She assured them.
"Why did you send the Headmaster away?" Magril asked indignantly.
"Because he is a meddling old fool who thinks he knows best but doesn't even know to ask for other people's advice. He was going to get Rebel Wesker killed… that doesn't even take into account the hell he put rebel Wesker through at Sergei Vladimir." Zofia said angrily.
"H-How do you know about that?" Rebel Wesker asked nervously.
"Because Albus received daily reports from a neighbor of yours and not only did he refuse to help you, despite Mrs. Figg's pleading, he actively prevented any and all attempts to help you."
"Where is that rat bastard!" William growled as he spun around and started heading down the stairs. Only for the stairs to start moving away from the floor they started on. "Mom!"
"You have more important work to do by staying with Rebel wesker." Zofia admonished. "You keep your priorities in order young man!"
"Fine." William sulked as he plodded back to the group and they continued on.
There was an oppressive silence until Magril Greyback spoke up hesitantly.
"If Rebel needs a place to stay… I could ask my parents."
"That sounds wonderful, but he'll need William with him so make sure they know he would have to come too." Zofia said happily as they reached the portrait.
"Thanks, Magril ." Rebel said, shuffling his feet with embarrassment.
"Now, this is the Slytherin Dormitory." Zofia said, indicating the sleeping portrait of a snake. "We'll show you around there tomorrow. For now you two will be sleeping in Williams spare rooms." She declared as she took William by the arm and dragged him to the left and down the corridor.
"I have spare rooms?" "BJ "asked absently as Zofia greeted a stationary set of knight's armor.
"Hi Jerry, there's been a room change." Zofia Said happily.
"Zofia! I take it that things must be really bad if you're appearing to the humans." The armor replied clearly pleased to 'see' Zofia.
"Very." Zofia frowned. "That fool Albus is bringing danger right into the castle."
Jerry sighed and his shoulders slumped. "And he was such a promising young teacher."
"Yes, well. He's taking a holiday; Minerva is in charge for now and this is Blazkowicz. He is going to keep Rebel and Magril safe." Zofia said as she introduced them.
"Not BJ Blazkowicz?" Jerry asked in awe.
William looked a little worried as Zofia nodded her head happily practically bouncing like a little girl with her favorite toy.
"By Merlin! He'll likely put the rest of us out of a job if he's anything like you described." Jerry chuckled.
"Zofia, how does… Jerry knows about me?"
"Every few years during the castles cleanup we all hold a party whilst the humans are away. Zofia is always telling stories about her husband and her best friends." Jerry explained. "We will need to schedule one for this summer!" He stated fervently.
Zofia just laughed. "I'll set it up, you spread the word."
Jerry let them in only for William, Rebel and Magril to freeze in shock.
"Erm, Mom… are we still in Hogwarts? I'm pretty sure this place is as flat as a pancake back home." William was shocked to find himself standing in the Blazkowicz ' living room back in mesquite texas.
"I thought you might like a sense of familiarity, I know I do." Zofia grinned as she headed for the kitchen.
"This must take a lot of magic," Magril said in awe.
"Not really, just a judicious use of magic." Zofia shrugged as she began preparing a night time drink of hot chocolate.
"I'm guessing that magic is the reason why the windows are showing mountains and a range of desert?" Blazkowicz asked as he glanced through the windows.
"Good call." Zofia teased. "Now, William, this is your home now. You will sleep in my old room, Magril can take your old room and Rebel can take my husband's old room."
"Won't they mind us sleeping in their beds?" Rebel asked nervously.
"Of course not. They aren't even alive in this world." Zofia said with a reassuring smile. "I redecorated so the rooms are more suitable for each of you. I doubt Rebel would appreciate some of the more adult things." She said as she passed the drinks around.
"I have also moved all your things into the rooms, balto is waiting for you." She told Rebel .
"Why didn't we need a password?" Rebel Wesker asked.
"The passwords are only meant for students so they learn some form of responsibility. Jerry and Patricia are more than capable of knowing when not to open the doors."
"Patricia?" William asked.
"The snake in the portrait for the Slytherin rooms. The students call her Sasha."
"And they still breathe because…?" William asked incredulously.
"I have no idea. She doesn't seem to mind though." Zofia shrugged.
"Most of this stuff isn't in Hogwarts a History." Magril said, frowning.
"No, we keep a lot of stuff very secret for security." Zofia explained.
"Ok, Magril , you go wash up first and then bring me your brush and I'll do your hair whilst Rebel washes up." William said with a yawn.
"Do what with my hair?" Magril asked worriedly.
"Brush it of course. You don't usually brush your hair and tie it up before bed?" He asked worriedly.
"No!" She said as if he was crazy.
"Well, that explains why your hair is so frizzy." BJ sighed. "Zofia, you've had two girls, you want to explain it to her?"
"How do you know about girls' hair?" Rebel asked Blazkowicz whilst Zofia explained the benefits of nightly hair brushing to an increasingly excited Magril.
"I spent the past year traveling with a bunch of teenage and pre-teenage girls. Each night I had major hand cramps after having to brush their hair. I learnt a lot of female secrets, which I promise to share with you in confidence later. They will definitely save your life."
Rebel just nodded. He had no idea about girls. He had very little idea about other people in general; Hogwarts was his first real experience amongst others without Nikolai Zinoviev making his life hell, although he did occasionally walk out of classrooms checking his shoulder for anyone joining for his rebel Hunt.
Whilst Magril was having her hair brushed by Zofia, Rebel was finishing up getting ready for bed. He made his way downstairs and headed straight for the small cupboard under the stairs.
"Er… rebel , whatcha doin'?" William asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh… I thought I… this… usually…"
"Rebel , as far as william and I are concerned, you will never sleep in a barrack again. William will be having some harsh words with your brothers and your colonel."
"Excuse me!" William said, sitting up angrily. "Sleep in a barrack with older teenagers and adults.?"
Well they would beat me and touched me inappropriately!
"Easy William, Rebel don't need you angry in front of him." Zofia said soothingly.
"I beg to differ mom! I want Rebel to see just how pissed I get when people hurt him." BJ raged as he marched over to Rebel and half carried him to sit next to Zofia as she brushed a mesmerized and practically purring Magril's hair.
"You won't really hurt them? Will you?" Magril asked. She knew the law and knew that William could go to jail for that sort of thing.
"Oh, one way or another they will experience my wrath! They will be lucky to escape with their lives by the time I am finished!" William said as he paced angrily.
His pacing was interrupted by sirens and lights going off around the house. The lights were blue.
"I didn't do it… honest!" William said worriedly.
"Don't be silly william." Zofia sighed as she stood up. "Rebel, Magril, wait here, we'll be back in a few minutes."
Zofia led William back to the kitchen and the door that in mesquite would have led outside. "This door leads straight into the common room just as if you went through the portrait. It will automatically open to the appropriate room or you can request a room by asking. The blue lights and sirens mean a couple of students are getting over amorous." Zofia Smirked.
"Hormonal kids? What the hell has that got to do with me?" William asked indignantly.
"Call it a small price to pay for staying in the Head of Security's rooms." Zofia grinned as she led William through.
The common room contained multiple kids of both sexes. He hoped he didn't need to carry out an interrogation.
"Follow the blue light William." Zofia said, indicating the flashing portrait frames that led up a set of stairs.
Jogging up the stairs with an air of resignation, William found two older students looking very sheepish and stuck under a spotlight.
"These are the droids we're looking for… can we lose the lights and sirens?" William Blazkowicz asked.
The lights and sirens vanished leaving Joyce and the two kids standing there.
BJ had no idea what to say. Which led to the kids getting more nervous as the scarred man and the blonde-haired woman just stood there glaring at them.
"We didn't do anything!" The boy suddenly blurted out.
"Right, so the lights just go off at the same time every day?" William asked sarcastically.
"Damn it mom, isn't there at least a rule book?" William wailed.
"Yes, Magril has a copy." Zofia confirmed, then decided to let William off the hook. "You know the rules. Above the waist and over the clothes!" She recited. "And you young lady, should not be in a boys dorm room."
"Yes ma'am- who are you?" The girl asked as she suddenly realized they had no idea what position they held.
Bj Blazkowicz, seeing Zofia was about to stutter something that would make them lose face with the kids suddenly got in their faces and menaced quietly.
"I am the Head of Security. If I find myself disturbed again because of something like this, I'll start cutting bits off and breaking out the chastity belts! AM I CLEAR?" He roared.
"Yes sir!" They both cried.
"Good. Spread the word." William Blazkowicz said as he started pushing the boy out the door of the dormitory as Joyce dragged the girl out.
William stomped out of the portrait leaving a frightened group of kids in the common room.
"So, just to clarify, you dragged me away from my life of dealing with nazis… to dealing with girls and boys?"
"Erm… I suppose you could put it that way." Zofia said with a sheepish smile.
"You're lucky I love ya mom." He said, pulling her into a hug. "We really missed you." He said as he felt all his emotions over seeing her again come out.
"Sorry I'm late, I was caught up with Mr. Filch the Caretaker." Minerva huffed breathlessly.
"Not to worry Minerva, we broke the pair up and reprimanded them." Zofia assured her. "This is now part of williams duties; he has direct access from his rooms to the dormitories."
"Does this sort of thing happen often?" William Blazkowicz asked. He really didn't want to have to be the guy who broke up couples like that.
"Not really. An average of four times every few years. Once for each house. But as you can tell the results of their actions can lead to much embarrassment. The others tend to remember and don't push it unless they are miscreants. But once the current students have graduated, the new ones have to learn the lesson." Minerva explained.
"It also happens after a major incident. You know how the adrenaline of facing death tends to draw people together?" Zofia added.
"Great, and according to what you said about Rebel and Magril, it's likely to happen more often." BJ sighed.
Minerva got the names of the amorous couple from Zofia and headed to give them a verbal thrashing whilst Zofia and BJ headed back to rebel and Magril.
Zofia put Magril to bed whilst William led Rebel Wesker to his new rooms.
"Will I be staying here instead of the dorms?" Rebel asked softly.
"If I'm to be your bodyguard, then yes. I need you close just in case something happens. It sounds like Magril will be staying too, so you'll have a friend nearby." William Blazkowicz said reassuringly.
"Will you be in my classes?"
"Rebel, I will probably be wherever you go. If I need to go somewhere, you'll probably go with me. At least until I am happy with security wherever you happen to be staying. Then I'll back off so I'm not crowding you."
"Oh, ok." rebel said as he sunk under the covers. He really wasn't looking forward to Professor Snape's reaction. "Night MR Blazkowicz."
"Night rebel." William said as he patted the bed and left, closing the door behind him.
BJ Blazkowicz waited in the hall for Zofia to finish with Magril.
"You sure you don't want your room?" He asked as she closed the door quietly behind her.
"I don't need my body son. I don't sleep, I'm just absorbed back into the castle." Zofia smiled. "Get some sleep son, you have a lot to learn tomorrow, and I have to help Minerva figure out how that troll got in the building."
"Ok, night mom." He said giving her one last hug before heading for his new bed.