Hall of Heroes, Battle of Hogwarts Gala

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Hall of Heroes, Battle of Hogwarts Gala

Post by Robert Lupin on Sat May 06, 2017 9:03 pm

The Hall of Heroes




Robert had bristled when Khaat told him she had agreed to loan Remus's wizarding portrait to the gala so that Remus could join the other portraits of the fallen in the gala's Hall of Heroes, a display for this night only, to allow witches and wizards an opportunity to remember those who died in the battle. Khaat had reassured him that Michael had had a firm talk with Remus to keep it from allowing any other hero to dash into his frame or from revealing any current personal information about the Lupins or where they lived.

Still, he wanted to be sure that Remus understood the rules. With his drink in hand, he walked among the portraits until he found Remus.

"Drinking already, Oz?" Remus looked at him analytically.

"Don't nag," Robert replied.

"If you're here to see if I remember the rules, then let's cut the conversation short. I remember quite well," Remus said. "As long as you and Hermione intend to help everyone else put their demons to rest, then perhaps you should make peace with your own."

"And you need to stop pretending you know things when you don't," Robert narrowed his gaze at his brother's image. "You're a bloody mirage, and that's all."

"Still touchy? After all these years?" Remus asked him pointedly. He glanced to Robert's left. "Oh, hello, my dear. Your dress is most fetching." Robert looked to see that Khaat had caught up with him and was looking at Remus.

"Thank you," she smiled at Remus. Then she looked straight at her father. "I hope you didn't decide to antagonize him tonight. This isn't the night to discuss negative things. He needs to look his best." Robert scowled deeply at her.

"Oh, please don't tell me you're concerned about whether or not I upset the artwork," he rolled his eyes at her. The portrait laughed, and even after all this time, Robert still enjoyed hearing it, whether he wanted to outwardly admit it or not. A bigger part of him wished Remus was still here to enjoy tonight with everyone else, and not just an enchanted image.

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Re: Hall of Heroes, Battle of Hogwarts Gala

Post by Jack Dyllan on Sun May 07, 2017 9:32 pm

There were two things Jack had been especially horrible at her entire life. They were not the only two, of course, as she also had a bad tendency to burn instant noodles, irritate coworkers, and escalate tense situations. But she very specifically had two failings that seemed to toss her from any sense of normalcy she managed to secure before any safeguards fell into place to protect her from herself.

Of course, the first was her usual failure to fit in. Having spent over a decade playing a team sport, it was a bit miraculous that Jack had not yet acquired the ability to relax into a group and find peace in numbers. It seemed somehow bred into her. She often wondered if being a muggleborn just made her more prone to feeling on the outside. But, tonight especially, she knew it had something to do with the history she had forged for herself. Present at nearly every skirmish in the past six years, leader of Potter's Army and the Order of the Phoenix, she had done everything she admired her heroes for... but there was one thing that would keep her always feeling on the outside. She wasn't actually one of them. She didn't have a mother or father who had stood up to Death Eaters. Her cousins were not the children of war heroes. She had bought Wheezes, she had led the troops, she had rubbed elbows, she had befriended Weasleys and admired Potters... But she was a Dyllan. And there were no Dyllans in the history books. She was not apart of this club. No matter the scars on her skull or the nightmares in her head.

But that was only one of her faults at work tonight. The other was a much more active agent of destruction, one she recognized and could have opposed. But as she saw the shimmer of a woman much more beautiful than she would ever be leave the main gathering, her feet obeyed those pernicious instincts that had failed her time and time again.

She approached the Lupins, all three of them, trying to keep her eyes on them alone. Because on the walls were the very people she longed to know, wished to have advice from and, if she were pushed to be completely candid, desperately hoped would have approved of the course of her life thus far. If there were anyone who might understand what it was like to live a life isolated and uncomfortable, all in the name of doing good for others, surely they would be on these walls.

But that wasn't why she was here.

She didn't know how either felt about her anymore. Her risky maneuver had been enough to upset Michael, and in her desire to be completely open-minded in her investigation, she may have put some of the blame of the Ilvermorny incident on her Minister's shoulders. Jack suspected Robert was smart enough to know that blind patriotism wasn't a desirable quality in an Unspeakable anyway, but it did not exactly endear herself to him either - evidenced by her brief suspension from the Department of Mysteries. But it had been months, and she had not spoken to Michael or any other Lupin since that time.

Surely, they were all good?

She cleared her throat, now that she had reached the pair. "I heard once that a memorial is closer to a celebration of life, rather than a mourning of death. I think the portraits were a nice touch. Give people a chance to see those lives, even if it's just a glimpse."
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Re: Hall of Heroes, Battle of Hogwarts Gala

Post by Robert Lupin on Mon May 08, 2017 2:32 am

Robert turned when he heard a third person speak. It was Jack, and he was glad to see her. He hadn't seen her since. It had been several months. He certainly bore her no ill will. He expected Unspeakables to think for themselves. Jack certainly knew how to do that. She did not need to prove it to anyone.

The Hogwarts thing had been the last time he'd seen her. He got the feeling she'd been upset, and she had been entitled to be. Michael had been upset too but not for the same reasons. It had rattled Michael to the point where before Robert could suspend him as well, as he had fully intended to do, Michael had suspended himself as Robert was starting his speech to utter the words. The only thing it had saved was Robert having to discuss it with him. Robert had left the suspension stand, but he had not discussed Jack with Michael or vice versa.

So far as Robert was concerned it was only business, and it was water long under the bridge. He'd missed seeing Jack. He hadn't expected to see here, but he was glad.

"Good to see you, Jack," he smiled warmly. "I had mixed feelings about tonight, but perhaps you're right. The people in this hall have long been talked about in the history books for this act alone. It is far more important, though, to remember them as individuals and how they lived."

It was the only thing he intended to say as any way of an admission that Remus's death still was painful, and he hadn't actually been prepared to say that. He had given Khaat nothing but pushback when it had come to loaning the portrait for tonight. She had been the one that had defended Remus's right to be here with the others. Robert had not seen it as the portrait's right. It was, after all, just a spell on a picture.

Jack was right, though. It was a good way to acknowledge everyone and a powerful way to help people get a sense of realism that these were people who had tried to make a difference, who had tried to support the freedoms and the rights of all the things the majority of the wizarding world held dear.

"Hi, Jack," Khaat smiled. "You look wonderful. How have you been? How's your family?"

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