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"Yes." She said, nodding her head. They both knew that but it was important to clarify. She'd heard that Agent Humbert was a good Auror and he was proving already that he wasn't sloppy. There were no assumptions on his part. "As I was seeing Dorcas off, we could see the home from my front porch." She told him, "The dark mark hung in the sky over the house. Smoke was clearly visible although the flames were not. Dorcas told me to go back inside and stay safe. She said that she would handle it and contact the ministry, so I went back inside and watched from the window." Of course Dorcas had not been the one to send word that the house was one fire, the Order had been in charge of sending word, whoever Dumbledore had on shift at the Ministry at the time would have received word and then sounded the alarm. Dorcas had assured D that whoever first received word at the ministry would say they got it from Dorcas. D didn't need to know who it was in the Order that would claim it was Dorcas and quite frankly, it was simpler if she did not know, at least not right now.


Tag: Dorian Michael Humbert
Notes: <3
Outfit: Eat your heart out, Agent Humbert.

"Le. L-E-B-E-A-U." She said to him, "Is this going to take long agent Humbert?" She enquired, not that it really mattered to her, she had all evening, but she wanted to make it seem as though she had other places she needed to be, a normal life to be getting back to. "I regret that I unfortunately don't know too much about the afternoons events." And so hopefully, with that, his questions wouldn't be too many, however Dorcas had mentioned he was good at his job so there was no telling what direction this little chat might take, because honestly, it was barely any kind of interview or interrogation. Regardless, D would keep her wits about her and hopefully keep Dorcas' ridiculous arse out of trouble, at least this time, anyhow.


Tag: Dorian Michael Humbert
Notes: <3
Outfit: Eat your heart out, Agent Humbert.

D took a seat and waited patiently for Agent Humbert to see her. She looked about, smiling to the man at the front desk until a man came into view. D looked up at him and she nodded her head when he asked in a rather blunt manner, if she was there about the Owl Creek incident. Were all Aurors so blunt? She knew the answer to that - yes - she'd been a Hit Witch herself, many moons ago, but she hadn't been like that, they were all much better to deal with in that department, she was sure of it.

D stood up and followed agent Humbert, taking him in as he walked. Dorcas had described him in a ridiculous amount of detail, although from what D could see, Dorcas wasn't wrong. It was still too much and D kind of wished she'd put her fingers in her ears and la-la-la’ed her way through that portion of the conversation.

Sitting down opposite Agent Humbert, D crossed her right leg over her left and waited for the first question. "Not exactly." She said, "Agent Meadowes sent me to see you. She was with me this afternoon." She explained. "She said you might have some questions about her whereabouts at the time of the incident." She’d go into more detail but only once asked, she didn’t want to over explain or become inconsistent down the track, in the meantime she sat opposite Agent Humbert, waiting for his questions.


Tag: Dorian Michael Humbert
Notes: <3
Outfit: Eat your heart out, Agent Humbert.

D's eyes drifted down to the man Alastor had unmasked. The lighting was terrible but at first glance he didn't look like anyone she recognised. It was hard in the darkness of the alley and it was hard when their eyes were closed. The eyes made the face but as she came to a stop, D tilted her head and it turned into a shake. "I don't know." She was disappointed. This was another Death Eater they were unaware of. She looked him over, his black cloak was faded and his clothes seemed a little ill fitted. He wasn't from one of the richer families they knew to be associated with the Death Eaters and he wasn't someone D recognised from her work at the Ministry or Saint Mungo's. "Albus will probably know." She said, looking to the wands. D took a deep breath, knowing that out there somewhere was another individual, missing their wand, probably dead. "We should take these to Ollivander." she said, "He'd be able to tell us who these wands belong to." She suggested, although by 'we' it would probably be best if it was just Alastor, looking as though it were official Ministry business rather than anything else and thankfully Ollivander's wasn't far from them at all.


Tag: Alastor Jude Moody
Words: 212
Notes: <3
Outfit: With a light, dark black cloak and wand

Sitting at home alone, Dormiens was relaxing after a rather hectic few weeks for the Order. It seemed that there was barely any time to rest at the moment. The ministry was on everyone's tails, chasing up muggleborns in order to register them and mark them with those hideous bands. Well D was having none of it and she was pleased to see that Albus felt similarly. Together they helped muggles and muggleborns move from place to place, keeping the ministry off their tails before settling them down in more permanent accommodation, but it was hard. There were quite a few families in need of their help and it wasn't slowing down. D just buckled down and did what Dumbledore asked. She had a blind faith in him because if she didn't, then too much would be questionable. They had their times of discussion but sometimes things had to be acted upon immediatley, which was why D was taking the time to enjoy a drink and a book because there was no telling when she'd be called away again.

Almost as soon as she thought it, the letter appeared. She read it and set her glass and book down on the table. She slipped into her shoes and cloak that were waiting for her by the front door and she left her home. She locked the house up and disapparated to the Order's secret headquarters, presenting her invite and having it turn to ash in her hands. The door opened and a house elf was waiting. It took her cloak from her as she heard another pop from outside the door, signalling the arrival of someone else, and D headed to their meeting room. Once there she let herself in, a table set out before them and the room looking brighter than it usually did. She nodded to Albus and André and made her way to the left of the table, taking a seat at the front right next to the little podium set up for Albus to speak. It was all rather formal looking but D supposed it would be different today, there was no need for food and drink right now for this was not a relaxed meeting nor was it a place to socialise or celebrate, tonight, D presumed, would be about the changes in the magical world of Great Britain and how the Order could tackle what was going on, or something to that effect.

Tag: Albus P.W.B Dumbledore, André Daniel Meadowes etc.
Words: 409
Notes: <3
Outfit: Unofficial work night

Dark brown eyes scanned the crowd. D couldn’t see the Death Eaters anywhere but she knew, if their intel was correct, where they would be heading. She’d followed them this far but why they were passing through Diagon Alley was a mystery to D. She disapparated from the rooftop she was on and hit the cobblestone path, walking as though she’d been a part of the crowd the whole time. The sun was high overhead and the white clouds scarce. It was a warm day and certainly a sign that summer was coming. Unfortunately there were more pressing matters on D’s mind. She didn’t have the time to think of what she might do in the Summertime, she was busy looking out for two Death Eaters she was supposed to be keeping an eye on. The numbers of the Order seemed to be half that of the Death Eaters, possibly far, far less in fact, but with Dumbledore heading the Order they were able to be strategic. With Order members in the Magical Law Enforcement department they were able to have eyes and ears inside the ministry but not only that, they also had eyes and ears inside the Death Eater ranks themselves, a major advantage that the Death Eaters did not have.

D caught a glimpse of on of the Death Eaters and her eyes darted about, looking for the other. She followed the one she could see, knowing this felt like a trap as he turned down Knockturn Alley. D hung back for a second at the end of the alley and withdrew her wand from beneath her black cloak. Her heart was racing and she knew that there was a very real possibility that they were aware of her following them and that one would confront her while the other came up from behind but what choice did she have? She had eyes on a Death Eater, she couldn’t let them just slip away. So D stepped into Knockturn Alley. She could feel the change in atmosphere in an instance. Unlike its Diagon Alley brother, Knockturn Alley was darker and a few noticeable degrees cooler. D’s spring cloak did barely anything against the chill the alley was known for. D followed the Death Eater. He’d gotten ahead a but farther and D clutched her wand tightly in anticipation of what was to come. Quickly the Death Eater turned around, firing a spell down the alley. D narrowly avoided it with a spin to her left, checking behind her. People went running, taking to nearby shops or disapparating to avoid getting caught up in the altercation. D raised her wand from beneath her cloak and sent a stunning spell down towards the Death Eater which he reflected, as expected the second Death Eater came from behind, an all too familiar jet of green light flew down the alley, crashing into a shop window and sending glass flying. The first Death Eater sent a second spell her way and against she moved, the scene becoming a flash of lights, a fast moving Dormines in the middle of it all, sending up shields and sending a barrage of spells, finally hitting one of her assailants before it was just her and the second Death Eater that had come from Diagon Alley.


Tag: Open!
Words: 559
Notes: <3
Outfit: With a light, dark black cloak and wand