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Astrology meme, M.U.D.S. ficlet - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
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Astrology meme, M.U.D.S. ficlet
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Weird, given that I'm a bossy Leo and, like any Leo worth her salt, very pleased with that designation. Who wouldn't want to be the Queen? :p

However, hey. "Age of Aquarius." Weird.

Anyway, in Lily's Sorting (Of A Sort), I have Ted Tonks leading a group that calls itself M.U.D.S., or the Muggle-born United Defense Squad. Irony very much intended, as Ted loves tweaking Bella by using a name that's supposed to make them feel bad. Anyway, I haven't written the Ted/Andi/Gilderoy trio as such since their Sorting. Thought it might be fun. Let's see if I can come up with the founding of M.U.D.S. with the inclusion of both Pure-bloods as well.



It was a minor incident, as such things went, and no one pretended otherwise.

If it had happened to Ted himself, he probably would have brushed it off and gone on to his next class. He'd been doing so since Bellatrix Black had started in on him during his first year, though this was largely because he didn't want to make things any harder for Bella's sister, Andi, who was one of his two best friends. If it had been Bella and she'd thrown a handful of dragon dung at him, nothing would have come of it at all.

But it wasn't.

It was Lucius Malfoy, coming back from his Care of Magical Creatures lesson with the other Slytherins (followed by Andi and the Gryffindors), and he had chosen to drop a dead salamander in the robes of a first year Gryffindor boy named Benjy Fenwick.

It was a beautiful afternoon, probably the last really great one of the fall, and nearly everyone was out on the grounds, enjoying the last golden rays of sunlight. Ted himself was sitting by the lake with Gilderoy Lockhart (his other best friend), trying to nut out a star chart for astronomy while Gilderoy practiced Charms on insects crawling around in the grass. Gilderoy spoke disparagingly of Charms, referring to it as "playing," and claimed to believe that Defense Against the Dark Arts was the only class worth doing well in, though Ted had noticed long ago that Gilderoy was more likely to use his skill in Charms (which was considerable) than anything he learned about Defense (which he declined to discuss his marks in). Gilderoy was always daring himself to go into the Forbidden Forest, and always backing out at the last minute. Someday he'd do it. Ted was convinced that there was a backbone in there someplace, if only because Gilderoy did dare to befriend Muggle-borns in a climate like this. He only hoped Gilderoy wouldn't freeze up when something nasty came out at him.

He was just looking up to ask about the moons of Jupiter when Benjy Fenwick's startled yelp broke the lazy afternoon.

Everyone turned, some with interest, others with concern, most with bored curiosity.

Benjy was slapping at something on his neck while Lucius Malfoy and his Slytherin friends laughed. Ted stood up--Benjy was Muggle-born, as he was, so he'd taken note of the boy at his Sorting--and started over. Gilderoy remained sitting, but did raise his wand away from the insects.

Benjy found the source of the discomfort and pulled the salamander's body out from the neck of his robes. He glared at it, disgusted, and then...

Ted broke into a run, but it was too late to stop the inevitable.

Benjy flung the salamander at Lucius Malfoy, hitting the corner of his open, laughing mouth.

The laughter was cut off immediately as Lucius spat the animal away and wiped at his mouth. He glared and advanced on Benjy. "How dare you, you Mudblood filth?"

"What did you think was going to happen, you inbred dolt?"

Lucius stopped. Froze. "What did you say?"

"You heard me."

Lucius raised his wand, and he didn't look like he was in the mood for an amusing Charm.

Ted didn't think about it. He just raised his wand and called out, "Tarantellegra!" It was the only hex he knew that would succeed in throwing of Lucius's aim.

Immediately, Lucius started twitching and dancing, his wand swinging wide into the air. He managed to turn and glare at Ted, but his feet slipped on the grass. Ted glanced back at Gilderoy, suspicious, and wasn't surprised to see him smiling daftly, his wand pointed surreptitiously at the ground. Lucius fell backward, arms flailing, and landed on the salamander. When he stood, it was clinging to his fine robes by its spilling innards.

"Finite incantatem!"

Ted turned. Professor Sprout, his head of house, was running out from the greenhouses, looking furious. Lucius's legs stopped moving.

"What is going on here?" she demanded.

Lucius pointed at Ted. "Ask him. He's the one who cursed me."

"Mr. Tonks?"

"He was about to curse Fenwick."

"You were scrying in the lake and saw this?"

"No. It was just... obvious."

"It was, Professor Sprout," Andi told her. "If Ted hadn't beaten me to it, I'd have cursed him myself."

Ted suppressed a grin at this. Andi hexed Lucius Malfoy as often as she could possibly get away with it (he and Bella hexed her right back when they could, but she was better at ducking than they were). Of course, Professor Sprout was new and didn't know this, so she just sighed. "Well, whatever happened, it's gone quite far enough. All of you, inside."

Ted had thought that was the end of it. Everyone drifted back inside, the subject was dropped, and Lucius presumably changed his robes. Ted had, in fact, mostly put it out of his mind by the time he wandered down for dinner.

As usual, he started out at the Hufflepuff table, where he belonged, and laughed about Divination with Bitty Eastman and Persephone Dexter. When he finished the main part of the meal, he drifted over to Ravenclaw, where Gilderoy was regaling his housemates with the tale of the lakeside battle (they had not, apparently, had a good view), and sat there for awhile. He stole Gilderoy's pudding, then they both headed over to Gryffindor, where Andi and her friends Katie Forrester and Mickey Kilbourne were puzzling over tea leaves for Divination.

"'Lo, Ted," she said. "I don't suppose you have a brilliant insight on my cup?"

Ted glanced into it. Nothing came to him. He concentrated a bit harder, and the water around the tea leaves glimmered, but the leaves themselves still told him nothing. Professor Kapila--who thought Ted really did have the makings of a Seer--had told him not to worry overmuch if one method or another didn't work quite right.

He shrugged. "If you look right, you can see a star sort of shape. I think that means something."

Andi frowned. "I don't see a star."

"'s right there," Gilderoy said, gesturing with his wand toward a non-descript clump of leaves. "Plain as day."

"I still don't see it. I--" Andi looked up, glancing at someone behind Ted. "Benjy. Did you need something?"

Ted turned. Benjy Fenwick, whose expression was normally either manic good humor or anger on the brink of boiling into rage, looked humble. "I, er... I wanted to thank you," he said. "I don't know your name, though."

"This my friend Ted Tonks," Andi told him. "And our friend Gilderoy Lockhart."

Benjy nodded vaguely at Gilderoy. "It was good that you... well, helped."

"You'll get used to Malfoy," Ted said.

"Why?"

"Hmmm?"

"Why would I get used to him?"

"Well, because he's really not going anywhere."

Benjy grimaced. "We don't have to just take it," he said. "I think... well, every time, we should..."

"Have a war?" Ted asked pointedly. "'Cause that's what it would be, mate."

"It's what it already is."

Andi stood and craned her neck, checked something in the direction of the head table, and sat back down. "Well, if Benjy doesn't mind a bit of support from an inbred dolt"--Benjy smiled sheepishly and muttered an apology under his breath--"I think he's right."

"Andi, it's your sister who--"

"--leads a whole bloody gang of her Slytherin chums. It was just Lucius earlier, but you know as well as I do that he might have been with Bella, or that big firstie Goyle, or Richie Candlemas, or all of them, and they'd still have set on Benjy. When it's just Bella, you can ignore her. But all of them? You need to hit back. I say that as someone who knows them quite well."



Blah. I can't write anymore tonight. Too hot. And not really in a fiction-y mood. (My miss_w journal is where I'm doing my fuming at the moment, as this is a fannish journal, not an RL one.)

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mafdet From: mafdet Date: May 13th, 2004 06:33 am (UTC) (Link)
I always enjoy it when you write about "the other Trio." And I enjoyed hearing Benjy call Lucius an "inbred dolt."

What would Dora think if she saw Rich and Famous Celebrity Gilderoy and realized he was a schoolfriend of her mum and dad's? Would Ted snigger if teenage Dora said she thought Gilderoy was swooningly handsome?
thewhiteowl From: thewhiteowl Date: May 13th, 2004 06:49 am (UTC) (Link)
Was Benjy in the Order, later on? Didn't he die?

Britpicks: Autumn, not fall (I think autumn is a much prettier word, and it has an adjective too: autumnal)
I'm not sure about 'nut out', either.
atropos87 From: atropos87 Date: May 13th, 2004 06:53 am (UTC) (Link)
I wans't too sure about 'nut out' either. I know what it means but its not that English. 'Puzzle out' maybe? Or 'work out'?
atropos87 From: atropos87 Date: May 13th, 2004 06:54 am (UTC) (Link)
Not that *British* I meant to say - no offence to any non English Brits intended. *blushes*
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: May 13th, 2004 08:38 am (UTC) (Link)
Was Benjy in the Order, later on? Didn't he die?

Yup. Moody said they only ever found bits of him. (Which is always suspicious in the HP world, but I don't see much sense in having a never-before-mentioned character with no connection to Harry whatsoever being fake-dead, so I guess he's a goner.)
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