Ways To Rule

[cronon]

Alexander’s search for the knowledge he wanted was pestering him again, and after class Alexander had found more confidence in the ex auror than he had had with him when he had first met the man at the last Quidditch game. As it was that Brady was not apart of the ministry anymore, Alexander almost wondered if he would even answer any of his questions about he ministry and how it worked. Not to mention, Alexander wasn’t even sure if Brady was allowed to tell anyone, let alone a student.

He let out a shaky sigh as he walked up to his Professor’s office. Alexander had never gone to a professor’s office before, except to his head of house to discuss what he wanted to do with his life the year before, but other than that he had never needed or wanted to. He wasn’t as diligent as he should have been probably, and therefore never felt any reason to have to see any of the professors other than in class. Alexander could only hope that Brady not be busy with anything to important to speak with him.

With a bit of effort, Alexander raised his hand and rapped on the office door with his knuckles three times. He waited and his hand started to shake again. Alexander shook it, looking concerned at it. It hadn’t started until he was forced to watch what happened to Felicity, just like all the rest of the Great Hall. He had held people back with his hands that had wanted to react immediately. They had needed Shaw to be perfectly distracted…Alexander caught himself multiple times wondering if he could have stopped what was happening to Miss Hjort….only to realize, that without a wand…he was a powerless muggle.

[Devin Brady]

Quietly Devin made his way down the hall. He had just come back from a quiet stroll around the castle, stopping to talk to his favorite paintings, and numerous other people. He finally felt home, there was no denying that, and now he was free to do what he had always wanted with his life. When he turned the corner his walk began to slow, his footsteps quieter, until he was silently standing behind the young boy. "Alexander isn't it?" he said in a calm voice. "Luck seems to be at hand, you might have been waiting for hours." He smiled, pulling out his wand and waving it with a few complex motions. After a short while he placed his hand on the handle and the door swung open. "I like to give it a little while to shake off the spells, come in please."

As he entered the room, he waved his wand once more. It was almost instantly that the candles lining the room lit, and the fire began to burn filling the room with warmth. "Please have a seat," he said gently taking his own. "How can I help you on this wonderful winter day? Transfigurations or is it something else?"

[cronon]

No answer. Alexander was a bit disappointed that he had come at obviously the wrong time to see his professor, but there would probably be other chances. Sighing, he was about to turn around when a voice from behind made him jump around, falling back against the door slightly. “Y…Yes, Alexander Cronon, Professor,” Alexander stumbled trying to regain his composure as if not to look as if he had been frightened. Where in bloody hell had he come from?

Alexander smiled and gave out a still very sheepish chuckle. “So, it would have seemed,” he said still trying to get his voice from shaking as he moved out of the way of the door so that Brady could do whatever he was doing. Had he put spells on the door? Alexander was glad he didn’t try to turn the door handle. No idea what could have come from doing such an innocent, but intrusive act. Alexander had a good head on his shoulders, though, he was still glad that something didn’t persuade him to do anything foolish.

Following the professor’s invitation, Alexander followed him and looked around the room. Plagues on the walls, photos and pictures of what obviously seemed like Brady’s own Hogwarts years, it almost made it seem homey, though Alexander would never have as many plaques or anything of the sort. “It’s a lot bigger in one of these offices than I would have imagined,” Alexander stated politely as he continued to look around for a moment and then his eyes found the professor once more.

As Alexander took as seat as instructed, he heard his cue when Brady asked him what he could need help with. “No, not Transfiguration,” Alexander said. “It’s more about research into the ministry’s workings is what I’ve been wondering about since…” Alexander refrained from saying the Deva intrusion. He’d been doing so well with not actually saying it out loud, unknowing of how it would affect some. “What I mean to ask, sir, is that if you know how the court systems work when it comes to the ministry. How does one get convicted of a crime they commit? Is it like the muggle world?” Alexander stopped and waited for Brady’s answer. Should he have apologized first? Knowing that Brady had had a bad ending to his own career with them from the paper articles and such. Alexander didn’t know, but he didn’t want this to meeting with the professor to go badly either. Great time to think of that….after the fact he scolded himself.