The Protectors | By : Hippiechick7897 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 17
Analise sat in rapt attention during her first Order of the Phoenix meeting. She’d
met all kinds of different people and was grateful they’d all accepted her without
question, even Snape had began treating her with respect. In fact they all seemed
happy to have her join.
She glanced around the table at her new peers. There was the metamorphagi, a
couple of Ministry of Magic employees, a man who struck her more as a thief than
an Order member, and of course a few Hogwarts professors. Then there was
Arthur and Molly Weasley. She remembered their name from the journal and
after meeting them was more determined than ever to assist in whatever way
possible in the Order. They were such wonderful people, she thought with
conviction.
She turned her attention back to Dumbledore as he began to speak of Voldemort’s
latest activities and sightings. Analise took notes quickly as he spoke so she could
study them and look for any kind of patterns.
“Analise?” Dumbledore said kindly.
“Yes?” She questioned curiously.
“Would you like to tell the members about our discoveries?”
“Oh sir, perhaps Severus would be better suited for that. He’s the one who was
taking notes.” She said as she glanced at Snape.
“No Analise, It was your property we received the information from, you share it.”
Snape said quickly.
Analise stood up self-consciously and cleared her throat before beginning.
“Well, my Aunt Rosmerta left me a journal that turned out to have information
about the Deatheaters and Voldemort. It gave us insights on plans and who they
have targeted.” She said as she looked around at her audience.
“What kind of plans dear?” Molly Weasley asked.
“They wanted to kill Rosmerta, which they obviously did.” She paused as she
swallowed the lump in her throat. “They also have targeted Albus, Arthur and
Molly Weasley and Harry Potter.”
“Oh my!” Cried Tonks, the metamorphagi.
The room erupted into roaring titter and Analise looked at Dumbledore helplessly.
Maybe that wasn’t the best way to break it to them, she thought fretfully.
“Settle down everyone. I’m sure we can all appreciate Analise’s honesty in this
situation and let me assure you, we are taking every precaution against these
events.” Dumbledore said wisely.
“We’ve already captured Lucius Malfoy, a renowned Deatheater. He’s been sent to
Azkaban.” Remus volunteered.
“True. Thank you Professor Lupin. Does anyone have any ideas?” Dumbledore
asked as he opened the floor up.
Analise raised her hand timidly.
“Yes Analise?” Dumbledore inquired.
“Well, I think it’s easier to take on Deatheaters one at a time. It’s better to duel
with one wizard rather than four or five at the same time. You can concentrate
more fully on blocking and it allows you to be more creative with your own attacks,
which ensures shorter duel times. Also the Deatheaters will be thrown off that
there’s only one of you, they’ll keep looking over their shoulder, convinced that
someone else is there which allows greater accuracy for the Order.” She stated.
“An excellent point Madame Shimmer.” Said Kingsley Shacklebolt, one of the
employee’s of the Ministry of Magic.
“Analise, please. Actually, everyone call me Analise. Thanks.” She beamed.
“I think it best to draw up some sort of schedule. Perhaps focus on maybe three
or four captures a week and send all of Voldemort’s Deatheaters to Azkaban. His
number of followers would diminish, making him weaker.” Dumbledore said.
“Great idea.” Said Arthur Weasley.
They spent the next hour drawing up a capture schedule and talking excitedly.
Analise felt Remus staring at her and looked up to meet his eyes. He gave her a
secret smile which she returned happily.
“I’m very impressed. You’re extremely bright and that’s a great idea.” He
whispered as he leaned closer to her.
“Thank you.” She said just as softly and reached under the table to squeeze his
hand.
When everyone else but Snape, Dumbledore, Remus and herself remained in
headquarters Analise felt herself relax a little. She had an idea but didn’t want to
present in front of the other members in case they thought it was dumb. Plus she
didn’t want to reveal this fact to everyone.
“Albus, may I make a suggestion?” She asked nervously as she felt Remus’ hand
lazily stroking the small of her back.
“Of course.”
“I have an idea. I could arrange to meet Deatheaters in a social setting and then
capture them.” Analise said.
“What do you mean?” Remus asked suspiciously.
“Men flock to me and trust me instinctively. I’ll take them by surprise.” She said
and was met with looks that told her that they thought she sounded stuck on
herself. “Since I’m part Veela.” She explained further as though it should be
obvious but felt Remus stiffen next to her. What’s his problem, she wondered idly.
“Veela?” Remus repeated disbelievingly. He felt as if he’d been run over by a
Firebolt.
“Hmm. Interesting plan. It would definitely take them by surprise. Let me get
back with you.” Dumbledore said as he showed them to the door.
When they were in the seclusion of the darkened stoop Remus rounded on her
tumultuously.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were Veela?” He demanded. “I told you I was a
werewolf.”
Analise looked at him in shock, she couldn’t believe he was angry.
“I thought you knew. Almost everyone does. Aunt Rosmerta used to tell people all
the time when I came to visit. Besides look at the signs. Sweet and even-tempered one minute then contemptuous bitch the next. The golden hair, the blue
eyes, the sheen to my skin.” She said quietly waiting for him to realize his error.
“I can’t believe you lied to me Analise! How do I even know I love you? Veela’s
trick you into thinking you’d do anything for them. They trick you into feeling!” He
said icily and walked away.
“I didn’t lie to you. And I never tricked you into doing anything or having feelings
for me.” She defended to his retreating back. Why does the thought of him not
loving me hurt so much, she asked herself.
Analise hurried after him and said “Remus? Please, listen to me.”
Remus felt inexplicably betrayed and Disapparated with a pop, leaving a tearful
Analise calling after him.
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