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Form 84 Section B Subsection C.I.iii (b): Request visit for high security prisoner, Ministry Busines

Form 84 Section B Subsection C.I.iii (b): Request visit for high security prisoner, Ministry Business.
Prisoner: R080421
Visitor: Auror Susan Bones
Purpose of Visit: Routine Investigation re. Case 126806
Date:3/08/2014
Approved by: Auror Smith, Auror Unit 9, Azkaban
Personnel on duty: Auror Zacharias Smith
Time-In: 10:00 hrs
Time-Out: 12:00 hrs

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You’re dead, he thinks as he looks at her, brown hair trimmed in a neat bob and a shapeless brown coat that could be muggle or wizarding - no one could ever tell - you’re not supposed to be here.

She says nothing to him, shuffling through her papers and carefully sorting them.

There are things he has tried to forget, just like any other human being - just like anyone else who fought in the war, or stood on the sidelines of the first war and watched as death marched through the land. Funerals, so many funerals, looking down into the faces of the dead and wondering which of his friends had been the one to cast the curse which killed. Seeing burns and scars and having to turn away quickly, so that none would know that he knew. 

The first time he watches a man - a colleague, a friend - choke to death slowly, tentacula vines pinning him to the bed, twining round his throat. Fabian’s dead, blackened body, reeking of dark magic (dark curses he will later find an antidote to). The smell of blood. The smell of fire and burning. The smell of alcohol and fear. Three days in darkness. A brown-haired woman in brown robes that could be a muggle coat - no one ever quite knew which.

But she is dead.

“Susan Bones,” she says eventually, “I believe you knew my aunt.”

He smiles. He has to. She smiles back at him. Dangerous, just like her aunt.

“I don’t see why -”

“Routine investigation, Mr Rookwood,” she waves her hand airily, “You understand how it is. Just cross-checking some facts, that’s all.”

“That’s supposed to comfort me?”

She shrugs, “You tell me.”

“I asked for a re-investigation, not for a grilling.”

“Standard procedure, sir. I don’t have much control over this.”

“I see.”

“Now,” she carefully extracts a paper from the pile and reads it out, “According to Auror Scrimgeour, in 1968, you were there at the scene of the crime.”

“It was my home.”

“But the first time ‘round you said you were visiting your aunt?”

“I was scared, I lied. It happens all the time.”

“You found the body.”

“I told you I was scared.”

“Is that what they told you to say?” she asks him, sympathetically.

He swallows, “no," too long, too long, "Who are they?”

“Really Mr Rookwood,” she says looking at him much as she would at a child, “Do give the Auror department some credit.”

He smiles, “You’re just like your aunt.”

“I know,” she replies, “Now. Who were or are they?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “they were wearing masks.”

“Why did you stay silent all these years?”

He stares at her, “they threatened me, they threatened mum - they threatened my sister for Merlin’s sake.”

“No. Why did you wait ten years before asking for a reinvestigation?”

“I had nothing to er, arm-twist Harry with, as you so delicately put it.”

“There’s hardly anything new you could have found out in ten years to put even more pressure on Harry.”

“I made the threat more real, if you will.”

“Why won’t your sister answer any questions?”

“Because she knows -” he stops suddenly, “My sister? What does she have to do with this? She wasn’t even born at the time of the murder.”

“What does she know?”

“I don’t know, ask her, be my guest, badger her with your stupid questions, I had nothing to do with it.”

“Then why does Auror Brown say he overheard your sister telling you to,” she picks another paper from the pile, “ 'get your story straight before they question you’?”

“Oh how the mighty have fallen,” he sneers, “Eavesdropping for evidence? Tut tut.”

“Answer the question Mr Rookwood.”

“My sister says all kinds of things without meaning them.”

“Then I suppose you won’t mind us giving her Veritaserum and questioning her?" 

"No," too soon, too soon.

"No?”

“Go on then,” he says, and then swallows, “See if I care.”

“I’m giving you the chance to tell us the story,” she says gently, then reaches across and squeezes his hand lightly, “You don’t have to be scared about telling us. Were you there?”

He swallows, pulling his hand away, and shakes his head, “Don’t.”

“Mr Rookwood, we’re only trying to help you - it’s either here or in a public trial.”

He shakes his head and buries his face in his hands, “Please, don’t.”

“Sir -”

He only shakes his head harder.

“We’re only trying to help,” she says gently.

Silence. One minute. Two minutes. Maybe five. Maybe an eternity. Time has no stop in Azkaban, it comes and goes but its always silent, silent, silent and someone is always watchingthis child - or other children - all children watching him, waiting for him to tell them all his secrets and Merlin knows he has many secrets -

“Mr Rookwood?”

“Charles Nott,” he blurts out, all of a sudden, “Charles Nott, all those nice words he said back in 1968, deeply regretting my father’s death, when he stood there. Just stood there.”

He places his hands palms down on the table and looks at her, “Charles Nott was there. Henry Mulciber, he was the one who said they couldn’t just leave him, had to make sure he was dead. Antinous Lestrange, "Honour from blood” the Lestranges keep saying to themselves, honour from blood honour from blood like its some bloody charm, like it protects them, he was there too. God, Scrimgeour asking questions left, right and center, “could have been the Cruciatus”could have been the entrails-expelling curse”. That was Antinous, all Antinous.“

"So you were there?”

“Yes I was there. Does it matter? They’re all dead now.”

She pauses before the next question, “Who killed him? How did they kill him?”

“You can tell Harry Potter, he probably knows by now - well him or the Granger girl - it’s all a wild goose chase. They were trying to stop him, couldn’t have those papers, couldn’t have those riots.”

“You’re not answering my question, Mr. Rookwood.”

“By now, Germany’ll be in uproar, tomorrow, Gringott’s won’t open its doors - despite everything the Granger bird’d be doing to show them the wizarding world cares, the fuck do they care, they know the wizarding world doesn’t care for them, as long as they’re there to bow and smile and open bank vaults for them.”

“Mr Rookwood -”

“The centaurs will be next. Some kid, probably the Lovegood girl - she was the one wa'n’t she? The one who spent her time talking to the creatures, listening to their stories? She’ll have a spanner to throw in the works soon enough and soon, soon, everyone will know.”

“Sir -”

“But it doesn’t matter, does it?” he is standing and shouting by now, “Because Caius Rookwood is dead and at the end of it, all he is is the father of a good-for nothing Death Eater.”

“Sit down,” she says sternly, holding her wand out, “No one, no one is impressed by shouting.”

“He's dead. Does it matter, who killed him?”

“Answer the question.”

Augustus Rookwood sits back down. Takes a deep breathe in and then smiles at her. Cool, calm, bored. Like the mugshot they took of him when they dragged him in here.

“I don’t know.”

Susan nods, “Thank you, Mr Rookwood, you’ve been er, quite helpful.”

“You’re worse than your aunt.”

“I know,” she smiles.


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Regulus Black AU 

Request:  hey there love! i’d like to request a Hufflepuff! reader x regulus story where Regulus and the reader are dating but Reg keeps it as a secret because he doesn’t want it “ruining his reputation” The rest is up to you.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: Teen 

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Another day, another secret…

You thought miserably as you plopped down in front of James and Sirius. Both boys looked up at you curiously. Over the past few months, both boys had noticed a change in your usually sunny disposition. You had gone from happy-go-lucky to moody and grumpy with little to no explanation of what was going on.

James gave Sirius a shrug. He was half considering bringing the subject up to Remus whenever he got out of the hospital. As your older brother, Remus probably had an idea about what was bothering you.

Sirius gave James a grin before speaking.

“Don’t you look like a ray of absolute sunshine this morning?”

You barely looked up when Sirius made a sarcastic comment. In fact, you didn’t comment at all. Neither James nor Sirius would understand what you were dealing with anyway. Why would they? Neither of your brother’s friends had to hide their relationship or feel like some dirty secret. No, that was all you. You were the one that was being treated as if you weren’t good enough.

Glancing across the grass, your eyes locked on Regulus who was quietly talking to Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. It took all you had not to march up to your boyfriend of a year and end it all…but you wouldn’t. You loved Regulus and that was what led to your current position.

A year ago you agreed to be Regulus’ girlfriend. You had been crushing on Regulus for ages and now that he wanted to be your boyfriend you were over the moon. The only thing was it came with a catch. Regulus wanted to keep it secret. He didn’t want word getting out that he had a girlfriend. He had his “precious reputation” to protect and somehow you would ruin that.

If I had any kind of spine I would have told him to shove off but no…I was so desperate for love and attention I made this stupid agreement.

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Another day, another secret…

You thought miserably as you plopped down in front of James and Sirius. Both boys looked up at you curiously. Over the past few months, both boys had noticed a change in your usually sunny disposition. You had gone from happy-go-lucky to moody and grumpy with little to no explanation of what was going on.

James gave Sirius a shrug. He was half considering bringing the subject up to Remus whenever he got out of the hospital. As your older brother, Remus probably had an idea about what was bothering you.

Sirius gave James a grin before speaking.

“Don’t you look like a ray of absolute sunshine this morning?”

You barely looked up when Sirius made a sarcastic comment. In fact, you didn’t comment at all. Neither James nor Sirius would understand what you were dealing with anyway. Why would they? Neither of your brother’s friends had to hide their relationship or feel like some dirty secret. No, that was all you. You were the one that was being treated as if you weren’t good enough.

Glancing across the grass, your eyes locked on Regulus who was quietly talking to Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. It took all you had not to march up to your boyfriend of a year and end it all…but you wouldn’t. You loved Regulus and that was what led to your current position.

A year ago you agreed to be Regulus’ girlfriend. You had been crushing on Regulus for ages and now that he wanted to be your boyfriend you were over the moon. The only thing was it came with a catch. Regulus wanted to keep it secret. He didn’t want word getting out that he had a girlfriend. He had his “precious reputation” to protect and somehow you would ruin that.

If I had any kind of spine I would have told him to shove off but no…I was so desperate for love and attention I made this stupid agreement.

You grumbled in your mind. It didn’t matter how much you loved Regulus…at the moment you were ready to end things and go about your business.

“Hello…earth to sunshine…come in sunshine.”

Sirius’ obnoxious voice pulled you from your mind.

“Would you hush already?”

You snapped. Sirius and James both blinked awkwardly as they stared at you. It wasn’t often when you kicked off but here lately you were doing it a lot.

“Um…sorry? What has your knickers in such a twist? You are acting just like my grumpy brother over there.”

Sirius commented. You sighed and turned back to Sirius.

“I’m just not in the mood, okay?”

James decided to come in. He gave Sirius a look that said “my turn.”

“Want to tell us what is bothering you so bad? It’s not often that you see Hufflepuffs so grumpy and snapping. Is it because Remus is in the hospital? He’ll be out in a day or two.”

“It isn’t about Remus.”

You replied, coldly. James scratches his head as Lily sits down. She automatically realizes that you are in a hell of a mood. Lily had noticed, just like James and Sirius, that you were awfully moody lately.

“Y/n, are you okay? We are all really worried about you.”

“Just forget it.”

You grumbled before standing up and walking off. At the moment, you wanted to be somewhere by yourself. In your haste, you didn’t notice Regulus, Evan, and Barty all watching with curious expressions on their faces.

“Would you look at that? The little ball of happy sunshine is in a mood again.”

Evan commented with a chuckle. Barty quickly came in.

“She snapped on Flitwick the other day.”

“Too bad she is suddenly so moody. I was about to ask her on a date. Now I don’t think I even want to. I’m moody enough without help.”

Evan said as he moved to lie backward in the grass. Regulus, meanwhile, was staying silent. He knew exactly why you were moody. You were pissed at him…not that he blamed you. On the last date, you had mentioned actually going public with the relationship and Regulus said no.

“At least you know yourself. I’ll see you lot later.”

Regulus commented before getting up and going in the opposite direction of you. He had an idea where you were headed but didn’t want to raise anyone’s suspicions.

Walking into the forest, Regulus only had to walk a few feet before seeing you sitting with a book open on your lap.

“I owe you for yelling at my brother. He looked totally stunned.”

You looked up from your book. Regulus stood a few feet away. You decided to take a few moments to respond. Instead, you only looked at your boyfriend.

Damn him and his perfect jaw line.

You thought before deciding to speak.

“Why are you here Regulus?”

Regulus let his bag fall to the ground before crossing his arms in that annoying way that made him look superior to all.

“I saw your little nasty scene back there and as your boyfriend, I wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

You snorted. “Your boyfriend” funny way to put what the two of you were. At the moment, you couldn’t help but think about how much you “gave” to this relationship. In one year, you kept a massive secret from your brother and all of your friends. You respected all of Regulus’ boundaries. To you, Regulus was just some guy that you got to meet in secret to spend time with, snog, and sometimes hold hands with. He hated being touched and everything was on his terms. That you were totally fine with. If Regulus was uncomfortable with sex, holding hands, and kissing then you could respect his boundaries until he was comfortable. The key phrase was you did everything.

Regulus never initiated dates. It was always you setting up everything and slipping him the notes. He didn’t notice when you were upset. In fact, he didn’t seem to care at all. You had to tell him how upset you were before he would acknowledge any pain you were feeling about whatever the subject of misery was. Regulus would then dismiss whatever you were upset about with an “I’m sure it isn’t as bad as it seems.”

Maybe I need to talk to him?

You thought. The relationship seemed to be you giving and Regulus just taking. Something needed to be “given” in your favor.

“Boyfriend…right.”

You commented before getting up and starting to walk away. Regulus reached out and grabbed your arm to stop you then promptly let you go.

“What’s with you? Are you still mad about our relationship?”

Regulus asked, his voice becoming colder by the second. You sighed. It was now or never. You needed to let him know how you felt because he clearly wasn’t going to figure it out on his own.

“I don’t think that we really have one.”

Regulus looked a bit confused. To him, the relationship was perfect. He had you all to himself for periods each day. Regulus didn’t have to worry about his neurotic mother getting involved and throwing a fit over your half-blood status. Regulus could keep his reputation for the purebloods but have a safe place with you.

“Yes, we do. We don’t shove it in other people’s faces and be obnoxious about it.”

“I’m not allowed to tell anyone about it.”

You replied. Regulus again looked confused.

“I don’t understand why you want everyone to know so badly. One person finds out and it will be like wildfire. People will be expecting things that neither of us wants…why deal with all of that?”

You stood silently a moment making Regulus question if you heard him.

“You don’t want anyone to know because my blood status is an embarrassment to you. Just like me having a brother that is a werewolf would be an embarrassment for you. The great Regulus Black dating some filthy half-blood with a werewolf brother…how scandalous would that be? Let’s face it, Regulus we are both just wasting our time with all of this. Nothing will come of it anyway. We will graduate and you will marry some pureblood girl…and to hell with whatever happens to me.”

Regulus’ face was livid.

“You know nothing of what will happen in the future.”

“It’s kind of obvious, Regulus. Look at your family. Do you think your mother will ever be accepting of me? No. You won’t do anything to displease her.”

“That’s not true.”

Regulus said in a soft voice. You snorted, laughing bitterly for a moment.

“Yes, it is! That is all you do! You do nothing but please her. If it wasn’t true then you wouldn’t have kept me as some dirty secret for a year. We wouldn’t have to be acting like your brother and snogging in the hallways. I would have respected your boundaries until you were comfortable approaching them. We could have been just like we are now but no. You won’t do it because your family won’t approve. I’ll never be good enough for you or them. I’ll see you around.”

You moved to walk past Regulus again and again he reached for your hand.

“Y/n, please… it’s not what you think.”

“Stop lying to me and yourself, Regulus. We both deserve better than that. Now as I said…I’ll see you around. Good luck with whatever pureblood princess you end up with.”

This time Regulus didn’t stop you. He stood looking like the lost puppy that had been kicked too many times and now did not know how to reciprocate love watching as your form grew smaller and smaller in the thick woods.

You knew that you would probably regret your decision when you cooled off but at the same time, you also deserved better. No one deserved to be someone’s dirty secret because they didn’t know how to tell their family about them. You deserved better and for once you needed to think about yourself.

Taking a breath you stopped and leaned against a heavy tree. You partially were listening to see if Regulus was trying to catch up with you. As expected, you heard silence. No birds, no trees moving in the wind…just complete and utter bone-chilling silence.

“And that is how my first love ended…”

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RISE OF A SUN/FALL A STAR | harry potter au fanfiction series

ONE SHOT SERIES: a trip to diagon alley

character(s): draco malfoy | narcissa malfoy | lucius malfoy | asterope malfoy ( oc ) | maeve macleod ( oc ) | molly weasley | fred weasley | ron weasley | george weasley | ginny weasley | percy weasley | ollivander | elias black ( oc )

warning(s): main character ( asterope malfoy ) suffers from a ptsd flashback, minor violence recalled through flashback | draco malfoy is a kid and surrounded by his family thus he acts differently than how we see him act through harry’s perspective

summary: With the arrival of their Hogwarts letter, it meant that the Malfoy twins were off to Diagon Alley. Asterope Malfoy, marred by an encounter with a werewolf, has been the shame of her family so a trip to Diagon Alley meant being left in the care of their Squib maid. However, she will soon find out that being left with the Squib maid meant she could get away with things that her parents would never let her do like befriending the Weasleys and getting a pet cat.

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“I wonder what kind of wand Draco’s gonna get,” Mae says to Aurelia.

She shrugs her shoulders, studying her wand “M'not sure, probably something boring.”

Mae laughs and shakes her head “you seem real impressed with that wand of yours, wee moon.”

“Oh, I am,” Aurelia says, “I think Draco should be at Madam Maulkin’s right now, can we go there … I wanna rub it in his face that my wand is cooler than his is!”

“I don’t think he’s got his wand yet, wee moon,” Mae says.

“So, why would that stop me from bragging about my wand?”

“What if his wand ends up being cooler than yours?”

Aurelia snorts “As if… So, can we?!”

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CHAPTER UPDATE:45 || DOUBT COMES IN

… Neville smiles back at her “I’ve always seen you as a good person.”

She gives him an appreciative smile “I know, Plant Boy,” she places both her hands against Neville’s chubby cheeks and adds in a a much softer tone, “Thank you.”

Neville inhales sharply, leaning forward and eyes fluttering shut, he wants to kiss her so badly. Aurelia smiles at the serene expression of Neville’s face before leaning in and kissing his nose then she quickly pulls away. Neville grins goofily, placing his hand over her bandaged hand and suddenly Aurelia’s eyes widen and she pulls away, jumping to her feet “Oh, shit!”

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❝It’s not your fault that our wedding was postponed, well it partly was but it’s not as though you can control when you almost die. No, Donna and I have postponed it because it seems that I’m not the only one with unresolved feelings for Sirius Black.❞

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CHAPTER UPDATE:44 || DUMBLEDORE’S ARMY

… “Shit,” Aurelia mumbles, glancing at her three friends “Do you think —”

“Smith,” Olivia says darkly, cutting off Aurelia’s question but still answering it as though she had known exactly what Aurelia was about to ask.

“It wasn’t me,” Zacharias mutters from behind them, “I’m not that much of a little bitch.”

The four girls turn on him, giving him dirty looks.

“That’s debatable,” Aurelia says, narrowing her dark eyes at him as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“Well,” Hannah mutters under her breath, “At least he’s self-aware.”

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i finally got over my writer’s block for chapter 57 of make them gold and honestly it’s wild from start to finish and i love the chaos involved. also it’s where draco’s redemption starts, aurelia gets into a fist fight, and everything starts to fall apart for our dearly beloved, asterope.

harry potter & asterope malfoy frenemy supremacy

I just got the best comment on Make Them Gold ( which you can read here,) and it SENT ME! I’m not sure anything can top this.

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RISE OF A SUN/FALL A STAR | make them gold

CHAPTER UPDATE:48 || BELLATRIX AND BETELGEUSE

… Aurelia goes back to her work only to be interrupted hardly ten minutes by none other than Neville, he gives her a sheepish look after poking her shoulder “Hey, Ari, can you help me with this, uh, question here?”

Nervously, Aurelia glances at Neville and the parchment in his hands. His round face is bright red and his hands are shaking, she nods her head “Aye, sure what is it?”

“Why are you ignoring me,” Neville says quickly, almost in one breath but he gives her a determined stare.

Aurelia blinks, smiling slightly “Wow that was — wow, well played, Plant Boy.”

Neville gulps but the sly smile on Aurelia face makes the bold question on the tip of his tongue easier to say “I think the, um, answer is supposed to be, uh, longer than that.”

Aurelia laughs, smiling widely, she gives him finger guns and wink “I’m sure you’re right, Plant Boy but Sinistra is staring at us and I’m sure she knows just as well as we do the answer isn’t one she wants discussed on her watch.”

“After class then,” Neville says, it’s not really a question, Aurelia can tell he wants answers and he deserves them but she can’t give him truthful ones.

“Aye, after class, Plant Boy.” Aurelia agrees, smiling fading as she instantly regrets saying yes to this. What if he knows, what if Lyra actually told him and he’s going to —

“I’ll hold you to it, Sunflower Girl,” Neville say

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i’d like to thank both @itseatyourdamnapplesand@lost-in-the-shelves for helping me flesh out some future plans of make them gold (read here)! i got this idea for how i wanted part three to go and i wasn’t sure if it would be interesting to read, if it sounded right as a plot, and all that jazz! and they were both super helpful about it, and they were very kind, and i just really appreciate them!!!

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❝songs for chapter sixty of make them gold, hope this scares you! this is all just ANGST baby. best played on shuffle.❞

☀️⭐notes ──── hello for anyone interested, I made a spotify playlist for chapter sixty of this book because that chapter is my favourite and it’s the one i had first planned when i started this story so i’m a little hyped for the chapter, i’ve only posted chapter 48 right now but i have every chapter up to 59 done and i’m working on chapter 60 as i post this and it’s so devastating so I thought I should make a playlist to keep y'all on your toes until the time comes for me to publish chapter 60! if you have any theories as to what chapter 60 and this playlist entails please hit my ask box up because i’d love to hear them!!

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CHAPTER UPDATE:47 || POSSESSION REALLY SUCKS

… She blinks, startled by the fact that he’s genuinely annoyed. In the time she’s known Neville and Aurelia, he’s never been anything but patient with her and to see him act like this, it leaves a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach, Abigale frowns and scuffs her feet against the snow-covered ground.

“Well, it’s not that she’s confiding in me or anything, like, we’re not even hanging out for fun. I’m teaching her Legilimency and Occlumency, she needs it because of Professor Black, who’s like a total twat,” Abigale says quickly.

Neville’s annoyance fades back into concern “What did Lyra do to her, is that why she hasn’t talked to me?”

“Well, Longbottom, it’s up to her to tell you that. And she will, she doesn’t want to lie to you, she’ll tell you anything — anyway, I’ve got to, like, go. I will tell her to talk to you, don’t worry, Longbottom, I am rooting for you,” Abigale says, winking at him.

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CHAPTER UPDATE:46 || WHO ARE YOU REALLY?

… Apparently all the professors were told by Dumbledore to pass the message along to Aurelia because on the way up she passed Professor Flitwick and Professor Sinistra both tell her a similar message. And Aurelia finds herself very uneasy and angry by the time she gets to his office. She doesn’t understand why he wants to speak with her, she hasn’t done anything wrong.

Entering the office she’s met with sight of Dumbledore and Umbridge — ah, fuck this can’t be good. Aurelia shakes in both anger and nerves as Dumbledore and Umbridge leer at her, they both look feverishly excited about something and that makes Aurelia feel very queasy. She scuffs her feet against the ground, biting her lip and she wants to stand tall but she feels very small “Why am I here?”

“Did the professor who told you I needed to see you not tell you why I’ve requested to speak with you,” Dumbledore questions, sounding slightly exasperated as he spares a glance at Umbridge, Aurelia shakes her head.

Dumbledore doesn’t look like he’s going to explain but it’s not like he would get the chance to because Umbridge clears her throat and pulls out a long black envelope with the Ministry of Magic emblem on it in gold ink.

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RISE OF A SUN/FALL A STAR | harry potter au fanfiction series

ONE SHOT SERIES: strange new people

character(s): draco malfoy | narcissa malfoy | lucius malfoy | asterope malfoy ( oc ) | maeve macleod ( oc ) | neville longbottom | hannah abbott | olivia newton ( oc )

warning(s): main character ( asterope malfoy ) has a nightmare because of the ptsd she suffers from

summary: Asterope Malfoy is finally heading to Hogwarts and before she even steps foot in the castle she’s gone and sort of befriended two Blood-Traitors and Muggle-born. The young girl always knew that Hogwarts she would meet strange new people, her Squib maid told her she would question everything she had been taught, Asterope just didn’t expect it to happen so quickly. But, Asterope was a lonely child, always yearning for a love she had lost before she could even remember it properly, and she would throw everything she knew down a drain just for one good friend.

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“Maybe, try reading it out loud. Uh, that’s what my grandpa use to tell me when I would learn hard words. You — You might see it in a, uh, a new light,” Neville suggests.

Aurelia stares at him, long and hard, he turns bright red as her green eyes burn into his skull. Then she smiles and tells him that he’s brilliant, this only makes him turns even more red.

“Do you mind if I do that now?”

“No, uh, not at all. Um, go ahead,” Neville says shyly, gesturing to the book with his chubby hands.

Aurelia opens the book and begins to read, her Scottish accent transitions smoothly into a southern accent as she reads the book to him. It doesn’t take long for Neville to be lulled to sleep with her very soothing and very impressive southern accent, his head rests upon her shoulder. She’s very worried that he might drool on her but she’s even more worried about waking him up. Aurelia falls asleep shortly after him, her head comes to rest upon his head and his hair is very fluffy. Between, the rhythmic sounds of the moving train and the fact that Aurelia had been having trouble sleeping the last couple of days, it’s not long before Aurelia has fallen into a deep sleep.

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The night before


“Remus.”

Sirius choked out through the fire. Remus could see only his face appear in the fire he had set just outside of his tent. He was on a mission for the Order, therefore owling letters was too risky, so Sirius and him decided this was a safer and more beneficial (in light of the fact that they could see each other) way of communication.

“Pads, how are you? Is everything okay?”

“It is, its fine, I just wanted to talk to you, ‘s all.” said Sirius quietly. Remus sighed.

The thing was that there was no such thing as ‘just talking’, or at least Remus thought so. There was a war going on strongly, their best friends were hiding somewhere and it felt like he was waiting for bad news to strike him. Just talking made him nervous because they felt normal, and things were everything but normal.

“When are you coming back?” Sirius asked.

Remus didn’t actually know when he was coming back, but he knew it was soon. He hoped it was soon, “Soon. Okay? Don’t worry about me.”

“Right. Okay.”

There was a long silence. But it wasn’t uncomfortable, because Remus and Sirius could sit in each other’s presence for twelve years and say absolutely nothing, and it still wouldn’t be weird. They guessed it was love.

Love. How to think about love when the point of war is hate? It was so easy loving Sirius. They were just twenty-one and already engaged and it was so easy being in love.

“Remus, there is something I’d like to tell you. I’m not the-“ Sirius was cut off.

“Shit, shit, shit. I can’t hear you anymore. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, yeah? I love you.”

“O-oh, okay. I miss you.” said Sirius, upset that he didn’t tell Remus what he wanted to, but it’s fine, i’ll tell him tomorrow, he thought.

“I miss you too. But when all this is over we will be a proper family, you’ll see.” Remus whispered.

And the connection broke.

It was 30th October 1980.

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