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Post by LORRAINE T. THATCHER on Sept 25, 2016 18:01:00 GMT -6
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The school year had started and Lorraine was still trying to settle in. Even though she had attended Hogwarts, that had been years ago. Not much had changed, but there was still some getting used to again. It was bittersweet to be honest. Lorraine had some awesome memories at Hogwarts. She had a lot of fun as a student, but she wasn’t that same girl anymore. A lot had changed since then and not necessarily for the better. She figured not everyone could get their happily ever after, but she never thought it would be her… and not so soon. The idea of coming back to Hogwarts to teach wasn’t such a bad one, but she figured she’d be in her old age… and she’d be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts or something…
Even so, the past couldn’t be changed, nor could her present. Waving her wand, she added a couple more books to the pile as it floated in front of her. Kids these days… Haven’t they heard of putting things back? Walking through the rows of shelves, Lorraine flicked her wand this way and that way, directing the books to their rightful places. It was quiet since it was dinner time. Lorraine didn’t feel much for being around others. She often took her meal in her private quarters.
Finally, putting the last of the books away, Lorraine made it back towards the desk. She grabbed a chair and sat. She let out a breath as pain radiated through her lower back and into her legs. She had pushed herself too far and had been on her feet too long. She was still getting used to being limited by her injuries. She tried not to let the pain show in her face, but it was hard not to. She was just glad no one was around to see her. Leaning forward, she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to regulate her breathing. She tried not to think about the pain, but her head felt dizzy. She might have to check in with the nurse.
She didn’t know how much time had passed, but when she heard footsteps, she forced herself to push past the pain and stand. What did this person want?
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Post by HARRY J. POTTER on Sept 25, 2016 19:06:46 GMT -6
 the real world. Harry often made excuses to drop into Hogwarts. He was an Auror which tended to offer him excuses to make the trip to Hogsmeade and then up to the castle. He also knew the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (his godson) and often taught DADA guest lectures. His son was on the Quidditch team as well. If she had asked him he'd have any number of reasons to say he was here, not out of obligation or guilt. Nobody likes someone visiting for that, he thought glumly.
And yet he was visiting for exactly those reasons. He had been her boss (well sort of her boss) and she had been irreparably broken under his watch. It was his first time and he was carrying that burden. Sure, in the past Aurors died or had been injured, but not while he was Assistant to the Head Auror. He felt much more responsible this time. Harry did feel glad she had reached out to see if he could get her a job at Hogwarts, or at least knew of any openings. After the incident she had been a bit of a recluse. Nobody in the department had heard from her in ages.
So he wanted to know how she was settling in. It was the absolute least he could do for her. Maybe seeing her would ease the sense of guilt that had plagued him. Perhaps she was happier now? It was with a bit of trepidation he had pushed open the quite solid doors to Hogwarts's ancient library. He frowned when he saw her. Eyes shut tightly. Face askew in pain. Why had the Healers not done more, he thought angrily. His dress shoes clicked against the solid, finished wood floor of the library as he approached her desk. He spoke in a gentle tone, "I hoped to see how your first day was going. Kids driving you batty this soon?" He had said the last part jokingly, but with an undercurrent of concern. He walked closer to the desk as he studied her pained with a guilt face of his own.
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Post by LORRAINE T. THATCHER on Sept 25, 2016 20:01:25 GMT -6
Lorraine still had nightmares that jarred her awake in the middle of the night. She could never really remember her dreams, only flashes and screams. Then again, she never tried hard to remember them anyway. Why would she? One of her closest friends and colleague had betrayed her team for a quick pay off and had died along the way. It was the darkest day of her life. Why would she ever make efforts to try and remember the details. She was reminded of it everyday. There was a scar on her back and the pain never really left her. Some days were easier than others.
Taking a quiet breath, she looked over at Harry and was surprised to see him. Suddenly feeling self-concious, she tried to offer a small smile. His joke was humorous, but it was hard to laugh. It didn’t help that he looked at her with such guilt. Lorraine didn’t blame Harry. How could she? It wasn’t his fault. She tried to recompose herself the best she could. The pain still prickled, but had dulled slightly.
Remaining seated, she turned more towards him. “It’s just going to take some time getting used to so many kids,” she replied back. “You’ve come to check in on your kids already?” Lorraine wouldn’t expect Harry to come out to Hogwarts just to see her. “How are things back at headquarters?” She asked, looking away. She tried asking the question without making things awkward. She was still curious about what happened back at the ministry with the aurors, but was it really her business anymore?
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