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Ahh the last chapter! I'd just like to say thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with this story, well the entire series really, and of course to everyone who has been reviewing and giving me some much needed advice and ideas along the way :).
I have been planning out the next (and final) part of this series and hopefully it won't be too long until I start writing it, but I want to take some time away from the new stuff. I was reading the beginning of this fic a few days ago and realised just how bad some of it is, so I will be going through it to hopefully make it a bit better and maybe add to the shorter chapters, they really made me cringe...
Anyway, enough from me. I hope you've all enjoyed this series so far and hopefully I'll be seeing you all again soon!
Chapter 40: Their Revenge
People greeted him with tight smiles as he walked through the halls of the Ministry Of Magic, his shoes clicking against the hard flooring with every step.
He took the elevator up to the fourth floor, stepping out onto the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures before he began walking through the corridors, easily finding the door for the fourth, and most unused division within the department.
From there he found his own office, nodding to the other three members of staff that were sitting at their desks, eagerly scrawling away on pieces of parchment or reading from great tomes that covered the entire space around them.
As he sat down his chair spun slightly until his legs fit perfectly under the desk in front of him. He took a sip of his mug of tea and began the long and arduous task of sorting through the various papers that were scattered on the desk.
Some of them were reports of various Council dealings while others were unneeded files about staff members, a list of important dates and a calendar.
He moved all the files into the right piles, and turned to find a large brown envelope sitting on the desk. It had been hidden underneath all the papers.
He picked it up in curiosity and turned it over. There was no address on it, no name or seal. With a shrug he pulled out the string and unwound it until the envelope opened.
He held it up and a blue paper folder fell out, hitting the desk with a soft slapping noise. He chanced a glance around him but the other Council operatives were too busy with their own work to pay him any attention.
Cautiously he flipped over the edge of the folder and peered inside. He pulled out a newspaper clipping and a small photograph.
The photograph looked like an ordinary family photo. The people in it were all smiling, their faces moved as they laughed together. The young boy at the front was unmistakable, it was Harry Potter. The man at his side was also familiar, he was Sirius Black, the man who had been wrongly accused of murder all those years ago. The other man and the woman were not well known, at least not to his memory.
With a confused glance he switched his attention to the newspaper clipping, his eyes instantly taking in the headline.
“Mysterious disappearance at Hogwarts.”
His eyes read the rest of the article. It was about a young girl called Isabella Lupin who had vanished off the face of the earth. He vaguely remembered hearing about that a long time ago. The girl had been a potential so an Auror had been sent out to destroy her before she could be called. But her disappearance had stopped it all. The Council hadn't cared much about her whereabouts, only that the girl was gone. And after months of searching for her, she had been declared as dead. Under the article was a small, school photo of the girl. She was young with blonde hair and a brilliant, bright smile.
He sighed in wonder. Why would anyone send this to him? And what was with that photograph?
It was then that his eyes focused on the young woman in the image. She had long blonde hair and a brilliant, bright smile. So similar in face shape and looks to the girl in the article.
With his heart pounding faster with this new realisation, he flipped over the image and stared at the written names on the back.'Sirius Black, Harry Potter, Buffy Summers (Isabella Lupin) & Remus Lupin'.
He let the photograph and the article fall to his desk, his fingers suddenly feeling numb.
There was no mistaking it, it was the same girl in both images.
She was back. The Slayer was back.