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Jul 8, 2014 17:11:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 17:11:44 GMT -7
Work was a little more hectic than usual. Not only had some of John's fellow co-workers been killed, but a child had been killed at Hogwarts. On the train, to be exact. The Ministry was running rampant. The Minister was just now appointed and little had been done in accordance to addressing these murders. John was more than a little ticked. Some of them were his friends, for Merlin's sake, and the Ministry had hardly done anything to figure out who had committed these murders. Not that they could. There was little to no evidence left behind at any of the scenes. John was just angry. Angry that so many had been allowed to die. And no one seemed to truly wanting to be doing anything about it until the Hogwarts student was killed. Now, John felt terrible and all that such a young soul be taken the way it had, but he just feels other actions could have prevented it.
As an Auror, it was John's job to fight against the Dark Arts. But he had done all he could. Even Harry Potter was dumbfounded on where to begin now. John could tell all of those in the Ministry with children at Hogwarts were now worried. John had believed the murderer to be an adult, an old supporter of Voldemort, even. But now that a child had been killed on the Hogwarts Express, he was having his doubts. He didn't know what to think.
John sat at his desk, his elbows on his desk as he rubbed his temples. It had been very stressful at work, lately. What he could use was a good night out with his best friend, Robert, and maybe take a lady home. He hadn't gone out in a while and he was itching to have a little fun. Especially with all of the stress that work was bringing. With a sigh, John pulled out his wand and with a wave his small muggle mini fridge opened and a bottled butterbeer came floating out and landed on his desk. He lazily tapped his wand to the cap and picked it up to take a swig. If he couldn't go out, he might as well have a good refreshing drink at work.
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Jul 8, 2014 18:38:59 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 18:38:59 GMT -7
The last few had been very stressful. Rob had been busy going to the murder scenes of his fellow Aurors. There was very little evidence to go on, well actually there was none. The person or persons who had done the killings were very organized, and they paid attention to every detail trying to cover up what they had done. Everyone that he worked with seemed to be dumbfounded as to what they could do to figure out who was behind all of this. However, deep down he knew that the killer or killers had made a mistake, he just couldn't find it and it seemed neither could the others. His hair was disheveled from running his hands through it so many times. A child was dead, for what reason he did not know. How could someone kill an innocent child? He wanted to catch who ever was the cause of all this.
They were truly dealing with someone who was well versed in the dark arts. How he hated dark wizards and what they did to people. There was a connection to all of the murders, especially knocking off the Aurors one by one or even when they were in groups of two. As he thought about it Rob had come to the conclusion that at some point who ever it was, are going to try to take over the Ministry by force after depleting the Auror force. He could tell that Harry Potter and that other people were worried. He was too. He had gone to America and done his job there, and wanting to come back to the peace that was in England. But in reality what he came back to was utter chaos. Minister Shacklebolt was dead and so were many Aurors, and now a student.
As he walked through the department, he looked around and he noticed that where his friends and co-workers had been there now were empty desks, and offices. Most of those that had died were trainees, and other young Aurors. He was glad that he was still there along with his best friend, who was like a brother to him, John. He finally got to his destination, to his and John's office. It had been all business since he had gotten back and there had been no room for any fun, or even the chance to hangout. He smiled and then without even announcing his presence, Rob went ahead and sat down behind his desk. He then stretched out and put his hands behind his head. Rob grinned and looked at his friend who hadn't even noticed that he had company, because of his closed eyes.
Rob had seen the stressed look on his friend's face as he rubbed his temples earlier while Rob stood in the doorway. "You know with how hard you were rubbing your temples I'm surprised that you didn't drill holes into your brain." He joked, making his presence known. There were just somethings that could never change and he knew that with starting off with a joke would relieve a little bit of the stress that they were under. And that is what he had done. They might have some time to talk or to do something. Because of the down time that they currently had.
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Jul 8, 2014 19:53:36 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 19:53:36 GMT -7
John had been so wrapped up in ridding of his current headache, that he had not taken notice of the man at the doorway. He continued massaging his temples as that very man crossed over to the other desk across from John's, which just so happened to belong to this man. "You know with how hard you were rubbing your temples I'm surprised that you didn't drill holes into your brain," came the familiar voice of John's best friend. He opened his tired eyes and looked up at Robert, who now sat behind his desk with his arms behind is head. So like him to sneak up on John.
"Ah, Robert," he let out a sigh, once again pulling out his wand and giving it another wave. A bottled butterbeer then floated across the room and over to Robert's desk. With another flick of his wand, the bottle cap popped off. John then held up his butterbeer to toast with his best friend. "To another great day at the office," he said sarcastically, then tipping his head back to take a big gulp. He set the bottle back down on his desk, staring at it intently for a moment and wishing deeply that it was fire whiskey instead.
John folded his arms across his chest then, gazing up in front of him at nothing in particular. "You would think," he began, "That we would be taking a lot more extra security precautions, both here and at the school, but yet - here we sit, in a chaotic office where everyone is running around like chickens not knowing what to do." John was a little bitter that he wasn't out in the field. Of all times it would be appropriate for he and Robert to be out and fighting the Dark Arts, it was now. But for some reason they were not ordered, and as far as John had known, nobody had been. He highly doubted this was the work of Harry, whom he knew would be doing anything in his power to protect the school. This had to be the new Minister's doing.
John let out a sarcastic laugh then shook head, looking down at his desk. "Unbelievable," he he said, making no attempt to hush his voice. At this point, John really didn't care who heard him and who didn't. He really wasn't sure if he enjoyed working for an organization that wasn't doing its very best to protect its employees, who were being killed mysteriously, or the students it fought so hard to control.
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Jul 8, 2014 21:50:34 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 21:50:34 GMT -7
Rob new that John was just as tired as he was. He could tell just by looking at him. When he herd his first name, Rob knew that there was something bothering his friend, because John usually called him Rob. Instead of trying to correct his friend he let it slide, and instead chose that moment to raise his bottle of butterbeer, mimicking his friends movements. "To another great day at the office" he heard John say sarcastically. Rob smirked and then he down some of his drink, which was cool and refreshing. He was glad that they had this time to take a break from doing absolutely nothing to help stop who ever was killing people and causing terror.
He was just as frustrated as his friend was. Rob looked at his friend and nodded in agreement to what was being said. "I know what you mean there should be extra security both here and at the school." he sighed and took another swig of his drink before continuing on. "It pisses me off, that here we are doing office work, and not out there trying to find out and stop who is doing this. I don't really want to speak out of turn but it is like the new Minister is trying to make it seem like nothing is going on." They had this conversation often, well maybe not the same words but it was a way to vent their frustrations, and to express how they felt that they were doing absolutely nothing to stop the murders. They had even come to the conclusion that Harry Potter was in fact doing everything he could that was within his power to do so as head of the department. But it seemed to Rob that he was doing even more without the Minister knowing about it.
"Unbelievable." Rob began to laugh at the sarcastic remark that John had made in a rather loud voice. After calming down from laughing, Every time that they got talking about this they had always put privacy charms and what not but, this time they hadn't even bothered to do so. They could possibly get in trouble for what they said, but he didn't really care. Rob then realized that they hadn't put up the protective charms. So better safe than sorry, he took out his wand and cast the charms required so that they would not be overheard. He ran his hand through his hair from the amount of frustration that he felt at what was going on, and especially sitting here doing one of the things he hated the most, paperwork. "You would think they would have us out there helping to protect the school or doing something to find who is responsible for this. I mean how is paperwork going to help us figure this out, especially when it doesn't pertain to what is going on. I think that the rest of the ministry is scared and they just want to make it look like nothing is happening."
Sometimes people were just downright stupid when they were scared. For instance the new minister of magic. Rob then looked over to the doorway to the office and he sighed as he watched people run around , and to use John's words, like chickens not knowing what to do. He hoped that there was something more that they could do, without having their hands tied by the ministry. Granted he would love to see the Minister come to terms with what was happening, and let them do their job, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
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Jul 9, 2014 14:21:55 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 14:21:55 GMT -7
Already, just kicking back and popping open a cold one with his best friend was a bit of a reliever even if it was just butterbeer. There was just something that John found comforting in relaxing with a drink in hand, forgetting about life and it's stressful problems for a while. Now, if the butterbeer was just firewhiskey, he was at the Hog's Head, and there were some women around, John would be set.
"I don't really want to speak out of turn but it is like the new Minister is trying to make it seem like nothing is going on," Rob had said. At this, John let out another sarcastic laugh as he took another swig from his bottle. "Ah, but Rob," he said, setting the bottle down once more. "I have a feeling that you are absolutely right," John said, a finger pointed at his friend. John agreed wholeheartedly with his friend. If Shacklebot was still minister, they would all be stationed around Hogsmeade and Hogwarts, protecting the students and villagers. Hell, there probably wouldn't have even been a student killed if Shacklebot was still alive. But, John brushed those thoughts aside.
Once again, John gazed up at the ceiling in thought. This new minister was very suspicious. Now, John knew it was very unlikely that this wizard was in cahoots with the killer, but it all just seemed very fishy. Why would he want the children unprotected with a potential killer in Hogwarts? John looked back at Rob as he waved his own wand and cast the protective charm around their office. He grabbed his bottle and held it up to him once more as if to toast again.
John took another gulp of his butterbeer, finishing it off. He sighed, staring at the bottle in his hand. "My friend," he said, not taking his eyes off of the bottle. "I believe we have another ol' Fudge on our hands," he said. John, of course, was born the year of the Battle of Hogwarts so he had never worked with Fudge himself, but Fudge's reputation for covering up everything having to do with Voldemort in the years leading up to the battle had earned him the title of what some people referred bad ministers to these days. "An ol' Fudge."
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Jul 9, 2014 17:30:04 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 17:30:04 GMT -7
It felt good to sit back and relax even though it was in their office. Having the time to converse with his friend made him feel better, and forget the stress that he was feeling. He raised his butterbeer when John had pointed at him and told him "I have a feeling that you are absolutely right,". Many things were happening that shouldn't be and he knew it. Rob finished his butterbeer finding it quite refreshining, even though he could definitely use some something stronger like firewhiskey. But with all of the work they had been given there wasn't any time for that.
He noticed that John hadn't taken his eyes off of the bottle in his hand when he said "I believe we have another ol' Fudge on our hands," Rob had to agree once more that this is exactly what they were dealing with another Fudge. "To true mate, to true." Rob was quite glad that he never had to work with fudge whom he had heard a lot about, and from what he could tell this is probably exactly what it was like last time that there was this kind of terror. There had to be something that they could do besides sit here. "You know there has got to be some way that we can find who did this." He waved his wand in a general direction indicating everything that had happened recently. "I know the minister doesn't want to admit it, and so he is having us do things that aren't helping." Rob had expressed this before but it really was something that pissed him off. However there was something else that he had noticed every so often when he saw the head of the department. He noticed that the dumbfounded look on their boss' face was just a facade. He was up to something, and Rob guessed that he was doing work outside of the ministry to figure this all out.
Deciding to see if his friend had noticed anything Rob spoke up after a few minutes, while setting the empty bottle on his desk. "Hey John." he said to get his friends attention. "Just out of curiosity have you noticed that Auror Potter, may look like he is dumbfounded and confused. But he really isn't it is just a face that he is putting on to make it seem like he is going along with what the Minister is doing." Rob paused for a second to collect his thoughts, so he could figure out how to phrase what he said next. "It seems to me that he is doing something about all of this, but it is behind the Minister's back." Rob hoped that John had noticed this too. Not many people would notice something like that. It almost seemed far fetched but it really wasn't if you thought about it. He had heard many stories about an organization that Dumbledore had set up to fight Voldemort, and it seemed to Rob that their boss had started it up once again, but he couldn't be sure. At least not yet.
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Jul 10, 2014 11:41:34 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 11:41:34 GMT -7
"You know there has got to be some way that we can find who did this." One reason John enjoyed Rob's company so much; they always seemed to be on the same level of thinking. Rob was right. "Oh, there is, mate," John agreed, nodding. "The minister just may have our heads, though," he laughed sarcastically once again. "And, ya know, at this point I wouldn't really care about getting sacked." He shrugged. It was honestly how John felt about his job these days. Since Shacklebot had been killed, John enjoyed his job less and less.
John looked back up at his partner when Rob had said his name. He pondered for a moment about what Rob was saying about Potter. He raised an eyebrow in thought. "Well," he began. "It wouldn't surprise me." He set his hands on his legs, shoving them into his pockets. "After all, he himself did start one back in his own young days," he thought back to the stories he had heard from his coworkers and family members. "If he believed something with such a power as Voldemort's was rising again and he needed to do something behind the minister's back," he said this all slowly, wording everything carefully. "I would certainly trust his judgement before this old codger." The rest came out fast. John was ready and willing to step up in the wizarding world if what it took was losing his job.
However, there was little evidence that this was yet as strong a power as the Dark Lord Voldemort's. "I would think," he began once more. "That it would be best to lay low, follow what orders the minister gives us for now," he stared off into the distance once more, thinking as he spoke. "And perhaps... just be paying a few more visits to Hogsmeade than usual. Extra precautions, ya know." He said. It was a fairly good idea, visiting the village more frequently to keep villagers safe and be closer to the school if something were to go wrong. "And hey, who could refuse a bit more fire whiskey?" He smirked, sitting up in his chair now. Such thoughts and plans got John excited. Things were definitely changing.
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Jul 10, 2014 13:32:00 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 13:32:00 GMT -7
When he heard "The minister just may have our heads, though," Rob began to laugh. He knew that John had an idea as to what they could do. It was one of the many reasons as to why they had become quick friends so long ago. Rob was the same way. Whenever one of them and idea as to what they could do, it usually meant that they ran the risk of expulsion back then, but now it meant being sacked. Which could only mean one thing, that it was going to be worth it every step of the way no matter what kind of trouble they got in. Rob hated how the current minister was doing things, just sit tight and run around like a chicken with its head cut off.
Rob had stopped laughing by this point as he listened to his friend answer the question that he had asked. "It would be like him to start another such organization." He looked put his hand up for a second to signal for John to stop talking, as he heard someone walk by their office. It never really hurt to be careful even with a privacy charm up. "I know what you mean, I'd trust him before I'd trust the old man. Hell I would even follow him in battle without hesitation." The last part was very true since he had followed Potter into combat before, granted it was only on the one mission that he had worked on with Potter. But being in a situation like that formed a trust between people. Rob listened some more as John spoke of what they should do next. "I would think,... That it would be best to lay low, follow what orders the minister gives us for now,"..."And perhaps... just be paying a few more visits to Hogsmeade than usual. Extra precautions, ya know." Rob could only grin as he heard that they should lay low for now, it was just like how many of their plans had started lay low and not bring any attention to them.
"I agree, we could definitely pay a few extra visits to Hogsmeade. Extra precautions are always a good thing." He knew what they risked but it was worth it. He also knew that it would give them an excuse to get some firewhiskey, which they could have in the ministry. Granted whenever they went for a drink, he never drank as much as John did. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was because he knew that if he drank more than a few his senses would become dull and his reactions a lot slower. So he would only have two or three before he stopped, but he would usually drink a few butterbeers as well while they were there. "Sure mate, we could also get some firewhiskey. I mean we both could use some." He grinned as he thought about what had happened the last time that they had gone for a drink. He noticed that his friend was excited about what they were going to do. Rob decided to take the mickey out of him about drinking. "Just don't drink as much as you did last time I don't need any more nightmares." he knew that his friend would remember the incident. There they were at the hogs head of all places drinking and having a good time. John had drunk so much firewhiskey that he had ended up kissing some random bloke that worked down in the department of mysteries. Rob couldn't stop laughing while the unspeakable had punched John in the face. Eventually Rob got his friend out of there. Rob began to laugh as he remembered everything that had happened that night. He noticed that John hadn't reacted to what he had said. But then again he might be trying to remember what happened. Rob was excited and the only to start doing something illegal was with a joke or two. Which always helped them get into the right mindset about what they were going to do.
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Jul 11, 2014 14:29:36 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2014 14:29:36 GMT -7
As Rob held up a hand to signal John to hush his voice, John smirked. Even the fact that the subject matter was so crucial that they not be heard excited John. "Hell, I would even follow him in battle without hesitation." Rob said, and at this grinned widely. "As would I, mate," he waved his wand again and two more butterbeers came out of the mini-fridge, one over to Rob's desk once more.
"Oh, yes, always a good thing," John agreed as he opened up the bottle of butterbeer, really referring to a drink at a village pub currently. He was concerned about the safety of the students, but he also wouldn't mind spending more time in the village either. "I mean we both could use some," Rob agreed, and it was clear his mind was in the same place as John's. With a swig of his new bottle, John nodded. "Oh, yes, we sure could," he said after a good drink.
"Just don't drink as much as you did last time I don't need any more nightmares." It took a moment for John to register this as he took another drink. Then he set the bottle down on his desk a little harder than usual and placed his hands back on his temples. "Oh, don't remind me of that," he waved his hand, as if to wave away the thoughts of that night in which he had indeed planted a smacker on some co-worker of his. John always did end up drinking more than John, it was no secret that he had a slight issue when it came to drinking. Usually he wouldn't stop until he was near blackout drunk. It didn't happen that often, but when it did it was sure a hell of a time.
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Jul 11, 2014 16:13:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2014 16:13:40 GMT -7
Rob was excited and he laughed at John when he said "Oh, don't remind me of that,". He couldn't stop himself from laughing. As he was able to regain a little of his composure he noticed that there was another butterbeer on his desk. So he picked it up and drank some of it. As he placed the bottle down on his desk, he noticed that John was rubbing his temples yet again. He smirked and said rather sarcastically, "Oh, now he is back to drilling extra holes in his head." Rob really couldn't help himself he had to take the opportunity since it was open.
Finally after calming down and deciding that he should stop the banter because they had more to discuss as to what they were going to do. He didn't really want to stop the banter but when it came to something like doing things that they weren't supposed to, they had to plan. They had made the mistake of not doing that once and they both ended up getting caught, and they had been given a month's worth of late night detentions, helping Filch clean the school. The old codger was still alive when they went to Hogwarts, and it wasn't something that he really wanted to happen again. Well in this case he wouldn't mind losing his job. But oh well it was going to be worth it.
"So besides doing the usual here. We take random but frequent trips to Hogsmeade. In particular during Hogsmeade Weekends for the students. I am sure that the Professors won't mind that we are there.... Granted I don't think they will notice us to much, except for maybe a couple of them." With a smirk he said, "But I think I'll just turn into a dog and no one will notice." He really did have a perfect disguise because of the fact that he is an animagus and not many people now that he is one. He had the perfect plan turn into a Siberian husky and stay out of sight, well for the most part anyways. It would work. But he wouldn't use it all of the time. Rob would only transform if there was a large crowd and he needed to get through it quickly or if he needed to follow someone quickly without them realizing it. He had done it before while out in the field and even at Hogwarts during their last two years. The later was when they would sneak out at night to prank someone or sneak down to the kitchens, or something along those lines.
Rob had a random thought, "D'you reckon, that there is something that whoever is doing this, is leaving behind a piece of evidence that we aren't seeing?" He really hoped that there was but he had no idea as to what it could be, but he hoped that John might have an idea or something. It seemed like a lot was being looked over but there just had to be something in plain sight that had been overlooked.
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Jul 14, 2014 15:15:24 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 15:15:24 GMT -7
John looked up to glare briefly at Rob before picking his bottle up again. "Oh, now he is back to drilling extra holes in his head." He pointed with his bottle at his best friend. "This time because of you, mate," he said and took another drink.
A lot had changed since John and Rob's years at Hogwarts and yet their love of banter and trouble making had not. John could recall with great enthusiasm (even after all the drinking he had done since,) times when John and Rob would get into trouble with the old caretaker and manage to wiggle their way out of a bigger punishment by tricking Filch. John let out a small content sigh at the thought of the old days.
John smirked at Rob's mention of his animagus form. "Surely no one will notice a Siberian Husky strolling around the village," he laughed. But it was true, not many folks paid much attention to "stray dogs."
John took another sip of butterbeer. "D'you reckon, that there is something that whoever is doing this, is leaving behind a piece of evidence that we aren't seeing?" John pondered this for a moment. "Hard to say," he shrugged. "We aren't in the field to really see, but if there were evidence I feel like someone may have noticed by now." It was odd, there being absolutely no trace of who had been there. "Not even so much as a footprint at the scene, just that Potter boy who unfortunately had to stumble upon the latest victim" he said, a hint of sympathy in his voice for his boss's son.
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Jul 14, 2014 23:44:43 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 23:44:43 GMT -7
Rob chuckled as he watched John glare at him and than point at him with the bottle in his hand. "This time because of you, mate," it was a good thing that they could still have time to do things like this. I made the day go better for Rob, and he knew it was the same for John as well. They got along great, they were brothers in all but blood."Surely no one will notice a Siberian Husky strolling around the village," Rob could only grin, it was quite true that no one would notice a stray dog as they never really paid them any attention. "Well they won't." He shrugged his shoulders, but it was true no one would notice.
"We aren't in the field to really see," Rob took a swig of butterbeer before saying "Not in the field to really see, uh? Well that will be changing here soon enough now won't it?" He really couldn't help himself, he was to excited to do what they where planning to do. "Yeah, there hasn't been anything found. And as for the Potter boy, it really sucks that he had to be the one to find the victim." Rob looked around for a moment before drinking some more butterbeer. He stared towards nothing in particular, well except for a spot on the wall just past John's shoulder, as he sat there contemplating something that was on his mind.
After a short while Rob had come to a conclusion of what he had been thinking about, but it might just possibly be right. "Hey let me run something by you real quick." He said looking over at his friend once more. "Could it be possible or maybe just a coincidence that the killer wanted.." He paused trying to remember their boss's son's name. "James Potter to be the one to find that first year dead on the train?" It might just have been a coincidence but Rob had a feeling that whomever was doing this wanted to send some kind of message to their boss, and the rest of the wizarding world. He knew that everything was just starting and that there would be many more people who were killed, but he still held the hope that he would live through it all to see whomever it was either caught or dead. Preferably the later of those two outcomes.
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Jul 15, 2014 12:46:08 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2014 12:46:08 GMT -7
John took another drink with the Potter boy in mind. James Potter had actually been a first year when John and Rob were seventh years, and John could recall the excitement around the common room when the first born Potter had been sorted into Gryffindor. John could tell that James had potential in him to be a regular Grade A prankster like Rob and himself. It truly did seem unfortunate for he to stumble upon a dead student.
Lost in his own train of thought, John had not noticed Rob fixate on a spot over his shoulder until he spoke once again. John looked at him, awaiting his conclusion. John ran a frustrated hand through his hair after Rob spoke. He hadn't considered the thought, and had a hard time grasping it. "Hard to say," he let out in a sigh. "I believe..." he began, "And I hate to say it," John took a moment to word want he wanted to say correctly. "But, if the killer is planning to kill again, which I think we could agree is likely at this point, it will be hard to say whether or not they want James Potter to be the first to see..." he trailed off toward the end, watching his partner intently.
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Jul 15, 2014 20:16:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2014 20:16:44 GMT -7
"But, if the killer is planning to kill again, which I think we could agree is likely at this point, it will be hard to say whether or not they want James Potter to be the first to see..." As he listened to John, Rob could only think of the many possible motives and things that might be driving the murderer or murderers. Rob "Yeah it might just be a coincidence that he found the body. Someone that young shouldn't have to deal with seeing a dead body." Granted he could think of several people who had seen worse, there was of course their boss, and even them. They had been to a couple of the scenes where their co-workers had been killed, and they had even been in a few battles themselves. Sometimes memories would still pop into Rob's mind of the death and destruction that he had witnessed not to long ago when they had been over in Mexico to help round up some dark wizards there. It was brutal, but it had to be done.
The life of an Auror was not an easy one and yet here he was with John, one of the few people whom he would do anything for. They had been in many tight situations and they always managed to get out alive. They would often laugh about the dumb things that they had done during their time at Hogwarts and the many things that they had done since then. Not sure what made him say it, might have been all of the memories going through his head at that moment, but Rob said "Mate, remember that first day on the train when we met. Young and careless, granted we still are, and yet we still managed to piss off the head boy and head girl that year during that ride." Oh it was priceless they had both been wandering the corridors of the train when they ran into each other. In that moment they became friends when they heard two shouts from either end of the train. Rob had run over to some small compartment, but he wasn't the only one, as John had followed him trying to hide, and they fought for a few moments before they were pulled apart by to very irate people. The two of them just laughed because the head boy looked like some hippie, and the head girl was in a clown's costume. They both got detention for the next week, but they had become instant friends, which was great, especially when they had been sorted into Gryffindor.
Rob sighed, "Those were the times and here we are following orders, to sit here and do practically nothing. But rules didn't stop us then and they sure as hell won't stop us now." He was referring to what they had planned to do. He was ready for it.
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Jul 17, 2014 12:56:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 12:56:40 GMT -7
It had been a long day for Harry. He had a meeting with the minister trying to get the git to realize that things are happening and that they needed to let the people know. But no. The minister said that he didn't want people to panic and that was part of the reason why it was a hushed up. However his day was not over. He would love to have gone home for the day and spend it with Ginny. But the minister had other ideas and wanted Harry at the ministry everyday, so no time off. It was really stupid. Their numbers were dwindling in the Auror department. He wasn't happy with the ministry. And since they wouldn't acknowledge what was happening, there was only one thing that Harry could do, and that was to reestablish the Order of Phoenix.
Harry already had in mind who he was going to recruit and he was going to start with two of his Aurors whom he knew were getting quite restless being stuck in the office all day. He had walked to their office not to long ago when he saw Rob come into the department and head towards his office which he shared with John. Harry had slipped inside of their office, while under his invisibility cloak, just as one of them placed a privacy charm around it. He grinned when they had done this. They were careful and that was a good thing. He stood in the corner of their office having had to try and not laugh as the two men bantered back and forth. He could only grin as he heard Rob say "Those were the times and here we are following orders, to sit here and do practically nothing. But rules didn't stop us then and they sure as hell won't stop us now."
Harry was now one hundred percent sure that these two would be perfect for the Order and also he had an assignment for them. Not just as Aurors but members of the Order as well. Harry pulled his invisibility cloak off and stuffed it into his pocket before he pulled out his wand and cast and additional privacy charm and also some other wards around the room to give them the utmost secrecy. "Gentlemen. I have a proposition for you. I know you want to get out of this office and be out there in the field. Even if it means breaking the rules and getting sacked, which i know a lot about since I have broken many rules myself." Harry looked at the two men and then he said. "I know you have heard about a secret group that Dumbledore had founded back when Voldemort was around. Well I am re starting this group since the minister won't let us do our job. This group is called the Order of the Phoenix. By doing so you will be going behind the Ministry's back and so will everyone that is apart of it. I would like you to join and help figure this whole mess out and and stop who ever is killing these people." Harry then folded his arms and leaned back against the wall and said. "If you join I have a mission of sorts for you that I was also fortunate to get the minister to approve of. It will get you out of this stupid office and out in the field not just as Aurors but also as members of the Order. But before I tell you what it is will you two join the Order?"
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