ceria (ceria) wrote in king_prewett, @ 2007-08-15 15:27:00 |
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Title: Ghost from the Past
Word count: 9900
Characters: Kingsley Shacklebolt / Gideon Prewett
Rating: R for subject matter: past rape, mutilation and torture
Author's Notes: Happy Halloween 2006! Thank you, stellastars for the beta; I tinkered with it some more so all mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns these characters and universe; publishing rights belong to Bloomsbury, Scholastic, Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. No profit is made from this.
"Won't you take a seat, Kingsley?" Headmaster Dumbledore asked as he sat at his desk.
Kingsley shook his head. He'd caught something a few days ago and had been terribly sick. He leaned against the offered chair and laced his hands behind his back. He was tired, but he'd never been comfortable in the Headmaster's office. Sitting wouldn't change that. Not to mention he was afraid that if he sat, he would fall asleep.
"No thank you, sir, I'm afraid I haven't much time to spare," Kingsley said. It was the middle of the day and he was on a lunch break from work. Dumbledore had sent him an owl early that morning, asking Kingsley to stop by his office as soon as possible.
Dumbledore looked up at him, "This shouldn't take long, Kingsley, but I'd like to ask a few questions."
Kingsley nodded and said, "Of course, sir."
"I have an assignment, but I'm not sure you're the best choice for it. Do you remember your first mission as an official Auror?"
Kingsley involuntarily flinched - as if he would ever forget. He'd finished the three-year course on a Friday in June 1981 and to celebrate, he and Gideon spent the next four days in Italy with his cousin.
They had come home Wednesday afternoon and both men had returned to work on Thursday. Late that morning, an urgent notice came into the Aurors' office, calling Fabian and his team out to investigate a suspected location for Death Eaters. Typically, Gideon sent him an owl if he left with his brother. During those uncertain times, both men were afraid to not let the other know their whereabouts.
Kingsley had gone home late that afternoon, expecting to find Gideon asleep, but he wasn't in their flat. Three hours later, well after he finished cooking dinner, Kingsley had a call from Moody through the fireplace, calling him into work.
There had been several emergency flares from the same location that Fabian had been sent to investigate, Moody had told him. He said he needed all the Aurors he could find quickly to go in and rescue Fabian's team. Still not connecting the two together – Kingsley had been so young then - Kingsley, Moody and four other Aurors Apparated to the general area.
Kingsley shook his head; he didn't want to remember any more, not while Dumbledore was silently watching him.
"Has someone reported suspicious activity there, sir?" Kingsley asked. He remembered the exact location he had found Gideon's body, lying frozen in death, mutilated, in the middle of a graveyard. It was the only possible option for the current mission, or else Dumbledore would have sent him without discussion.
Smiling, Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, for the last two weeks. Two Order members are preparing to visit the area tonight, and I wondered if you might like to accompany them?"
Kingsley accepted immediately.
"Good," Dumbledore said, "If you'll meet Lupin and Jones outside her home at ten o'clock; I'll tell them to expect you."