Khaat's House in Hogsmeade--(open)

"Why am I not surprise that, she has invited a Malfoy into her place," said Andrian looking at Narcissa with hatred burning in his eyes. He hated the malfoy, they were immature and selfish. Not to mention dating one of her daugther once. Turning his attention to James, the teacher who had attacked a student purposely - it digusted him just styaing in the same room as he was. "I thought I frozed you, James," smiled Andrian not taking his eyes off Archangel who sat on his arm nudging him for attention as he scratched his head, lightly.

Taking deep breathe, Miseria filled coffeepot with water and pushed on a little button. She didn't wait long. Already she heard how water was boling. She then sat down on a chair, infront of Khaat and nodded slowly:“Yes, your bird brought me here,“ she said quietly, afraid of that if someone could hear them. Probobally even could if they would want to. But who would care about her introduction? She looked over her shoulder, at the closed door and nodded. “Yes, I know. We had a little duel with Wilson, during the time when your bird tryied take me to you,“ she said, shaking her shoulders.

Water was boling louder – that voice made her even feel confident. No one could hear them for few minutes. “My name is Miseria Manson and as you may already persume, I'm from Hogwarts,“ she said, looking at empty cups. One of them was her owns what she had suddenly broke but then fixed it. “Khaat, I'm really sorry of what happened and I don't want to be in this, but I can't step back now when there are both of them, Majere and Wilson. I agree, they are really strong but I assure you, the help is coming,“ she said and stood up. Coffeepot had stoped working and she took it and filled cups with coffe before adding water to it, she looked up:“But do you trust Narsicca well enough?“ she asked. She didn't trust anyone here besides Khaat.

"Nice to meet you, Miseria. Althought i wish it was under better circumstances. Thank you for making the coffee. There are some fresh sugar cookies in the cookie jar if you're hungry, and a bowl of fresh fruit too. But back to your question, I trust certain things in Narcissa," Khaat said. "We have a clear understanding between each other. Even though our families have been enemies, we agree on certain things. And one of those things that we agree on is that children--students--should not be harmed or used for some foul adult personal gain. You can trust her not to harm you. She will protect you if it comes to it. "

Meanwhile, in the living room, Archangel had taken a liking to Andrian. He nudged Andrian's hand for more attention. Then he turned his head and glared at the kitchen door, glared at Andrian, and then back at the kitchen door.

Narcissa raised her hands to her temples and gently began to massage them, trying to understand the situation. She'd had enough with patronising men for one night and couldn’t quite deal with another. A Potter was hard enough to deal with but a moody Ministry worker who had somehow won himself position of Headmaster wasn’t someone who had he respect. No way José.

“Punishment.” Narcissa scoffed. “Azkaban seems like a place forest sprites would like to inhabit. Its almost precious compared to when the Dementors were around. At least the person going in their would actually show some fear.”

She wondered honestly why she tried to talk to people. She found them too irritating for words and preferred the company of her family and the Death Eaters when they weren’t moody and that went for both factions. Narcissa exhaled shakily and opened her eyes, deciding to try and be calm. She wasn’t as relaxed as she could have been and would have gladly killed James had he not decided to charm her.

Khaat Lupin wrote:"Nice to meet you, Miseria. Althought i wish it was under better circumstances. Thank you for making the coffee. There are some fresh sugar cookies in the cookie jar if you're hungry, and a bowl of fresh fruit too. But back to your question, I trust certain things in Narcissa," Khaat said. "We have a clear understanding between each other. Even though our families have been enemies, we agree on certain things. And one of those things that we agree on is that children--students--should not be harmed or used for some foul adult personal gain. You can trust her not to harm you. She will protect you if it comes to it. "

Meanwhile, in the living room, Archangel had taken a liking to Andrian. He nudged Andrian's hand for more attention. Then he turned his head and glared at the kitchen door, glared at Andrian, and then back at the kitchen door.

To his dismay he saw that Archangel was turning his head and glaring at the kitchen door over and over again. He was trying to tell him somethimg. Andrian looked up and saw that there was two girls chatting with a cup of tea in their hand. One he recognized to be a student in hogwart and the other was one of his missing patient - Khaat Lupin. "Shouldn't you be resting in the hospital?" smirked Andrian with sacasmn in his voice as he walked through the door and smiled at them.

"Yes well, dementors were evil, it was necessary to dismiss them from the prison," Vincent replied sharply. He saw that as a positive step for the minsitry, bringing the dementors back would bring anger from the wizarding community. "And I would advise you not to talk too much about stuff you have no idea about Narcissa," he added disdainfully. "Azkaban currently punishes the inmates at a level we believe they deserve. I am sure that people like you would argue that we are being to kind to the inmates, but we don't really care for the opinion of those who don't value humanity." Here, Vincent was hinting that Narcissa was a death eater, a fact he didn't think that others knew about in the room.

Miseria nodded and filled cups with water. Coffee aroma filled all the kitched and it made Miseria smile for a second, but as fast as she could make her expression look happier, she looked serious again. “No, thank you. Guess we have to offer cookies and fruits to them,“ she showed at the door with her head and placed the pot back where it was. “Alright. It means that we have only two troublemakes who we don't trust,“ she sighed and waved with her hands. Using again her telekensis, cups flew in the air so she didn't have to hold them.

When the door opened, she turned herself around and looked at Andrian – guy who was in hospital wing when she was also there. He has seen this little battle between her and Wilson. Alright, not battle but just little spell castings. “Coffee?“ she asked, letting little cup fly towards him.

"Well, a Hogwarts healer, "Khaat said, not surprised at all. She recognized him from seeing him in the Hogwarts hallways, but didn't remember seeing him in the hospital wing when she'd been there. "You don't understand, I don't think," Khaat said softly. "I really wasn't trying to stir up so much trouble. Not this way, anyway. But with things the way they ended there, I wasn't safe in Hogwarts anymore. I had no choice. I'm sorry to drag you all out here for nothing. Just so I know, what's your name? I don't want to have to keep calling you just by your title."

Narcissa rolled her eyes once more and refrained from snorting. Evil was what those who entered Azkaban were. It wasn't as if they didn't deserve the punishment. Death Eaters took every possible happy memory from the people they had killed so why shouldn't they have to live with the same thing? Azkaban used to be fair in her opinion.

"The Ministry has never been capable of doing things by themselves. What has changed?" Narcissa scowled at him and honestly wondered who he thought he was talking to because she wasn't going to take his insults. "Do not think that I am lacking in intelligence, Majere because you'll find yourself quite mistaken. I know enough about Azkaban and whether or not humanity is valued, those who go in there deserve punishment that would make them truly afraid. Humanity isn't something Dementors worry about. They're more of a threat if they aren't contained. Evil or not they did their jobs."

"Thanks!" said Andrian smiling picking up the coffee that Miseria had sent flying towards him. Then he looked at Khaat with the warmest smile he could muster, he nodded and took his seat between Khaat and Miseria, taking sip of his coffee every now and then. "Why?" he asked looking at her. Hogwart was by far the most protected place in the entire wizarding world. Did he miss something. "I am Andrian - Andrian Potter, Hogwart Nurse."