Khaat's House in Hogsmeade--(open)

OOC: When I saw how many pages there was i was like "Holy s*it!" but naah, it was easy to read. And fun

Miseria sighed quietly and took the cup of the tea but she didn't drink it. No, she wasn't afraid of taking a sip, she didn't even think of it as a poison. The thing was, that she was mostly looking at Wilson, ready for attack. Who knows what he could do. Already the appearance in the house this way – as a swallow scared her a bit, although, she didn't show it.

But when Khaat and Wilson started talking, she felt a bit disapointed. Wasn't he the one who attacked her with cruciatus and with sectumsempra – spell what can kill people? Raising her eyebrows, she looked at both of them, saying nothing. Perhaps it would be better if no one knows her name and she could play just dum student, right?

Hoping that no one else would come – just people from the Hospital Wing, she heard then one voice – female voice. Sighing loudly, she looked at Narsicca Malfoy. God, this family of blonde ones made her feel even smarter than she usually was. She had heard about Draco Malfoy, Lucius and olso about her – the Death Eaters family but she had only met two of them – Scorpius and Rosalie Malfoy. However, she girl was pretty friendly, then Scorpius was acting rude with her for the first time.

When she heard comment about her hair, she gave Narsicca a close look. Yes, everyone would be jealous if they look at her perfect curly and yellow hair and her skin. Though, she was old, she was one beautiful woman. But Miseria was a bit angry right now. Who Wilson and Malfoy thought they were? Some Supernaturals so they can say anything?
Although, she had a lot of words on her mind, she was sitting silently, turning her eyes back at her cup of tea. Touchless and full as it was before.

Being in her own thoughts, she realized that she will not escape. Khaat called her and othes as well so probobally she needed some help. Yes, what help could students give you? Not big, but help it was anyways. And she knew that it was on it's way.

And then Khaat's voice woke her up from her thoughts and she looked up. Nodding to her, she pulled her blue hair away from her face. Now, though she had been here only for half an hour, she realized that it wasn't cold anymore. She then looked at Narsicca and Wilson, still wordless. Woman may not cause any trouble for her. Though, she looks young and pretty, she's not that good anymore so if it was nessesary, she can defend herself. But Wilson... She had dificulities fighting with him in the Hospital.

Okay, face it. You're doomed! she thought and looked out of window. Where are the others?

It was a dark day, darker than usual. It was barely 6, yet it was already night, and it seemed some freezing rain was on its way too. There was a slight drizzle already in the village of Hogsmeade as a lone figure walked up the street clutching a mug of herbal mixture that he had gotten from the Three Broomsticks. This was Vincent, making his way back to Hogwarts. He was wearing black robes, and over that, a black cloak, with hood on. He didn't want anyone to notice him, though there was hardly anyone there. It was very quiet, everyone was indoors. As he walked, he saw a girl going towards a house, which had lights on. There was considerable noise coming from the house. Suddenly, Vincent remembered the original reason he was in Hogsmeade for. He had wanted to visit Lupin, as she had recovered from the duel at the office.

She had been stubborn then, and was indeed an enemy. But Vincent believed in keeping his enemies close, that way he could know more about them. A visit to her house would be a perfect way to apologize for the duel. After all, she had involved herself in the duel. It had been between him and Shacklebolt, not her. Clearly she was loyal to Kingsley, and could be a danger, he hoped Wilson was there as they had planned.

He walked up the small pathway to her house, and knocked on the door.

"Who else?" Khaat muttered softly. She went to the door and saw, of all people, Majere there. She did not expect to ever see his face at her door. The voices in her head from the cruciatus screamed now at a deafening, frantic pace. It was making her dizzy. "You might as well come in, too, " she sighed, "Everyone else has." She simply turned and walked away from the door, exhausted now and feeling really sick from the noise in her mind.

Wilson laughed lightly. ''Advantage, Narcissa? Do not think of me as someone who would take advantage of everything.'', he said taking at sip of tea. He then heard the door. ''It seems we have company. Uher thinks he is invisible, and yet another student, although I do not know who she is. I never thought that remembering all student's names should be relevant. But let them, as long as they do not interfere, I will not show interest for them.'', Wilson said.

He then turned to Narcissa. ''Again, how fun this method is, you tell me what a Muggle Studies, former DADA, Potions and Transfiguration professor has to offer, my dear Narcissa?'' , Wilson asked again.

Before she could answer, he heard another voice. It was Vincent. ''Ah, it seems that our friend Majere is here. You know him, or not? Well, whether you do or don't if anything goes wrong, I shall guarantee your safety'', he added.

Miseria had almost jumped up when she heard a quiet knock what made her feel happier. She looked at all of them, hoping that some of her friends could come in but for her disapointment, it was a man who was Khaat talking to. Sighing again, she looked at Wilson and Narsicca, who have already forgotten about her. Great!

But when Wilson said that he still doesn't know her name, that made her feel even better. So she could lie about herself something! She raised her head and looked at the room's entrance, wanting to see the new guest.

"Well isn't that a wonderful greeting Miss Lupin," Vincent said sarcastically, with a chuckle. He entered the house and looked around disdainfully, he didn''t want to stay in this house for more time than needed. Well, at least it was warm. Not taking off his cloak, Vincent followed Khaat to the place everyone else seemed to be, judging by the talking. "I only came here to congratulate you for the speedy recovery, and to apologize for the duel at the office. I assure you, I never wanted that to happen with Shacklebolt, I respect him, but I was under orders from the minister. It is our family tradition to follow the orders of people of a higher position of power, and I could not and would not defy the minister," Vincent explained. "You were there of course, you saw that I tried to avoid a duel, but alas, Shacklebolt wasn't interested in avoiding it I guess, and that is why he is now in Azkaban. As you know, Shacklebolt was suffering from medical problems, paranoia in fact. I think that some medical treatment would be best for him." As he entered, he nodded towards Wilson, who was talking with some woman Vincent recognized well, but pretended that he didn't know her. There were others too. A man, and two girls. But they didn't matter, and Vincent didn't bother saying anything to them.

"And its our family tradition to stand firm with what we believe is right, "Khaat said, "But then, you'd hardly expect less from a Lupin, would you now? And we never have been in the ministry's upper crust."

Vincent smiled at Khaats reply. Clearly she was every bit of a Lupin as Remus was. No wonder the Minister had told him she could be a danger. "I am afraid that your opinion of what is right and what is wrong is severely flawed. The Lupins have, as you said, always doubted the ministry. I assure you though, Diggory is merely misunderstood. He only plans to make Hogwarts a better place, and he cannot do that with Shacklebolt in the way. As you know, Shacklebolt failed to stop the kidnappings, the murders, and even defended the murderer - Ne'os Emof. He had to go." Vincent explained. "Now, with myself as headmaster, I plan to change Hogwarts - for the better."

"If you recall, Majere, I am defending that 'murderer' as well," Khaat said, unashamed, "And, I am working on providing his treatment. I maintain my support for him. You forget how loyal we Lupins can be."

Miseria looked at mr. Majere who had entered. She was looking at him, still wordless to say anything, but those news shocked her. Shacklebolt arrested? Although she had only one talked with him, she had never thought that such things would happen! And she was mostly in the middle of this – she was just sitting in the same room with the people who arrested the headmaster. Suddenly she heard that the glass has broken and then she looked down. Yes her hands were shaking a lot and she had just dropped the cup of tea. “Sorry,“ she said quietly.

Taking wand from her pocket, she didn't even look at adults but removed the tea from the floor and took pieces of cup on her hands. “Reparo,“ she said quietly, putting cut on the table. Shacklebolt was arrested, sended to the Azkaban and Majere will be the new headmaster? She didn't know him, but though, if he had attacked him and even Khaat for whom she came here could mean that he wasn't good man. That was her opinion.