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Temptation	By : ceruleanblue Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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**Thanks again to my loyal and vocal readers, Jess and Sher!**

The softly pattering rain had not relented. Rather, someone in the heavens above thought that it would be extremely amusing for it to pour like mad for hours on end. While Lachlan loved the rain, this was a bit much. She sighed, searching for her umbrella and other assorted rain gear. Living in the British Isles ensured that you would see your fair share of rainy days, and good, strong rain gear was a necessity.
Lachlan had grown up in Scotland, not far from Hogwarts. On rainy days, she and her sister Isobel would pull on the oldest clothes they could find and tromp about in the low-lying fields, much to their mother�s dismay. Sarah Lachlan didn�t think her daughters should be traipsing about the countryside in the dismal, muddy rain while there were chores and other proper things to be done.

She, of course, was a proper British woman, born and raised in the cradle of civilization known as London. It was only coincidence that she�d met Aidan Lachlan before he returned to Scotland permanently, done with the blasted English and their city for all eternity. She�d met him at the train station, and from then on, it had been love. Love tempered her mind when it pleaded with her to go back to England where she belonged, and love was what kept her in a drafty old house in the Highlands when she could be down in London having the time of her life at some trendy little soiree.

Love, however, didn�t stop her from trying to instill in her young daughters the importance of being demure and ladylike. Isobel was no problem: her eldest child loved to sip tea and write out delicate invitations for intimate parties and socials. Isobel adored the tedious intricacy with which one gave a party or arranged flowers. Like her mother, she was dark haired and grey-eyed, her oval-shaped face framed by thick locks of perfectly-straight hair. She was quiet most of the time, her delicate lips in a ladylike pout as she discussed books or music.

Tara, on the other hand, was as wild as her oldest daughter was reserved. She seemed like a part of Scotland itself, wild and untamed. Ever since she was a child, she�d eschewed the rules of dec for for pure, unadulterated fun. Aidan loved little Tara more than anything in the world, her very presence lighting up his life in a way Sarah never could. Something about the tiny girl with the reddish hair and blue-grey eyes struck a chord inside him. Never had any presence been so precious in his eyes.

While his wife preferred to hide the fact that they were wizards, Aidan embraced it. He came from a long line of Druids and was proud that his daughters seemed to be following that path as well. Tara, especially, seemed to have gifts passed down from the gods themselves, what with that marvelous ability to shape-shift. She was a modern changeling, that was for sure. Isobel was magical as well, but in a more subtle way, like her mother. She had visions, her divinatory powers almost overtaking her life. That is why she preferred, like her mother, to indulge in mundane activities that didn�t require magic. She wanted to be freed of her apparent gift.

Brought out of her reverie by a loud clap of thunder, Lachlan sighed and retrieved her umbrella from behind the closet door. Pulling her coat tightly around her and thrusting the umbrella out like a javelin, she proceeded to brave miserable weather in downtown London with a grace acquired only through years of experience.

Braving London�s streets without the advantage of magic proved to be difficult to say the least. Lachlan was jostled and thrown around more in the short walk from her flat to the Underground station than she had in her five years in the city. Of course, she was careful to notice any suspicious activity, Muggle or otherwise. Just because she was blessed with magic did not mean that she let her natural intuition skills slip. Aurors relied heavily on seemingly-mundane methods of investigation.

It was simply amazing how many Aurors failed the non-magical tracking section of their exams simply because they had been raised by wizards in magical communities such as Hogsmeade. It wasn�t that they didn�t have the capability for tailing someone, they just never thought they would need to know how to do so wit tht the aid of a cloaking charm or disguise. Lachlan herself had to study that portion for weeks on end before she was able to complete the exam. It was difficult for someone who had never needed to do so before. Of course, nobody�s score was worse than Tonks.

Poor Tonks was so clumsy that it didn�t matter WHAT she did to cloak herself, she was still discovered in a short amount of time. Once, she found herself breaking three thousand galleons worth of equipment in about ten minutes, her shoe having come untied and all hell breaking loose thereafter. Ashton had been giving the exam and by this point, she had thrown her hands up in complete and utter exasperation.

Lachlan found herself smiling at that. The fact that someone could actually ruffle the cool and composed Arwyn Ashton was a feat indeed. That witch had to be made of steel, or something less than organic. While she could show emotion, it was few and far between when she actually did.
Lachlan was brought out of her reverie by a sharp jostle at her elbow. Before she knew it, her shoulder bag had been taken by a thief. She tried to stop him with an Impediment charm but the fact that she was hiding her wand beneath her jacket prevented it from working. She scanned the area to see if there was a way to cut him off by apparating, but he�d already headed down the stairs leading into the Underground station and presumably onto a train. Still, it was worth a try. Lachlan flew down the stairs two at a time, scanning all the while for the man clothed in black. She soon found him, backed into a dingy corner of the station by a large black dog. If she didn�t know any better, Lachlan would have thought the dog was a Grim, the herald of death within the wizard world. However, neither she nor the thief was struck dead so she assumed that it was simply a very large, very dangerous black dog. The thief, in his frightened state, dropped the bag and began to run towards the nearest exit. The dog growled at him for a long moment, then curled up next to the bag as if he were someone�s family pet. Curious.

Lachlan approached him timidly, afraid the dog would bite. He gave her a pleading look, as if he knew that she was a soft-hearted woman that would take him in and feed him. She took the bait. She tried to call the dog and was surprised when he came easily, the strap of her messenger bag in his mouth.

Deciding the rain would make her attempts to stake out Black impossible, Lachlan resigned herself into going back home and pouring over the files again. She would give her new furry friend a much-needed bath and then make out a plan of attack for tracking the infamous Sirius Black.
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