
Chapter 1
Chapter 1 : Where is the damn house ?
Petra Selwyn looked at the house 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place. Where the hell was the 12th one ?!
She had been taking a small nap or a rather long nap to be honest when she had received a patronous from Alistair Moody to reach 12 Grimmauld Place in 5. And so she had apparated directly here, after putting on some decent clothes. And now when she was there she could not find the god damn house and it was …..1 am at night. God ! She had slept well too long and had not even checked the clock before leaving her home.
Her home, a small one bedroom apartment she could afford with her meagre savings she had built from working as an auror.
Petra paced up and down the streets thinking what was to be done, lost in her deep thoughts when someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
She turned around, stalted as her hand reached for her pocket in her jeans. But to her great relief, it was not a stranger but her old friend and co-worker, Tonks. Tonks or Nymphadora Tonks – a lean woman of 22 with bubble-gum pink hair, also her cousin, though quite distant. Beside her stood an unfamiliar man, he looked rather tired and sad dressed in an oversized coat . He has scars all over his face, which may seem to be odd to others but seemed here hot to her. Also his wet puppy like face was kind of cute.
Holy Merlin!! It has only been less than a minute and she called the man hot- though mentally but still it counted.
‘Simp, bitch! You are a simp.’It is what Elara would have said if she was here. If only she was here.
“Back on Earth, Petra!! Merlin’s grey beard, you have the attention span of a chicken and you are late. You are a chicken yet you are late…”Tonks snapped her fingers before Petra’s face, blabbering away as Petra gave her a smile. God she missed her work and her friends.
“Well I came here as soon as I got Moody’s patronous but still can’t find the place where he asked me to be…and can you please tell me why he called me at 1 am in the night. By god’s, it’s too late for a chat, not to forget am literally starving…” Petra said sadly running a hand on her stomach as it grumbled rather upset and complaining about her lack of discipline in life.
“Well get in now...Moody will tell you everything…and I will tell Molly to cook you something maybe…Remus please look out for snooping muggles, will ‘a? ”Tonks grabbed Petra’s hand and dragged her along with her.
Waving her wand in the air, Tonks took the guard around the house down and loo and behold there stood 12 Grimmauld Place. Tonks took her inside the house, which was basically a mansion even if it was nothing compared to the Malfoy mansion or the old Selwyn mansion. But all of the three looked quite as haunting if she was honest, the only similarity they seemed to have.
“MOODY!!! MOODY!! PETRA.IS.HERE.”, Tonks screamed at the top of her voice, waking up the seeming silent house.
What followed was only one thing…Chaos!! It started with a painting of the a lady in black throwing slurs at them , followed by the sound of utensils hitting the floor from the kitchen, and several heads belonging to young people, most probably teenagers, popping around the staircase looking or rather staring at her with curiosity.
Moody came out of a room at the end of the long corridor, along with two men. Both very known to her. One of them was Kingsley Shacklebolt, one of her fellow Aurors and beside him stood Sirius Black, a convict from Azkaban, someone she had spent hours looking for with her seniors. Merlin’s nuts!! What was he doing here?! What was Kingsley and Moody doing with him?! Why hadn’t he been arrested yet?!
She stared at Sirius Black as he stared at her, a smirk on his face and a glass with fire whiskey (or so Petra thought) in his hand. He looked good for someone who had spent 13 years in Azkaban with those soul sucking parasites called Dementors. Yikes.
“Selwyn, you are late as always. Moody glared at her, making her a bit nervous before she smiled. That man always have had an affect on her. Not in the good way.
“Hardly my fault, Alistair, hardly my fault. I could not find Grimmauld Place. God’s, why had you not informed me about the meeting in advance.” Petra pouted and returned Moody’s glare.
Sirius let out an amused chuckle making Petra glare at him, as well.
“I had informed you about it in advance, actually we had discussed it in great details How you can and your skills could be of great advantage to the Order Of Phoenix. But it seems you had forgotten all about it.”, Moody said looking at her with a suspicion in his strict eyes.
“Perhaps you have been taking your ‘special’ pills again, have you?!”Moody questioned using his auror-investigator voice making Petra nervous, yet again.
Yikes. She was in trouble. Again.