Wild child

On a typical Sunday afternoon, Fanny in the tent cuts another piece of parchment and puts it aside to dry. The small tabletop is already a bit crowded.Before she started writing again, she glanced at the opposite side of the table. Sirius was sitting with two stool legs crossed, looking at the parchment in his hand, and resting on the table with the other hand, he was fiddling with it from the Death Eater pocket. The photos turned out.

When she has that free time, she may have to think about how her life became like this.

After that encounter, almost the first five minutes after Fanny opened her eyes, they started working.Given the identities of the photo's owners - Xenophilius Lovegood, Rita Skeeter and several familiar names who are now either retired or missing - both agree that (5) EYE is good enough to be The Death Eaters had a thorn in their side and (1) they knew Fanny had hammered the nail in.The upgrade from truant to becoming one of the targets of the special agent did not bring too much psychological pressure to Fanny, but the unexpected discovery that night did bring a lot of work.The people in the photo and the Field family received a warning immediately, and some materials related to EYE were transferred. They also tried to erase as much as possible the traces of Victoria Parker and Shlinebrush who had met the Death Eaters, which meant that Some contact points need to be reset.

They went on and on for two days and one night, until Sirius stumbled when he got up from the sofa in Summer's house, and Fanny realized that he hadn't rested for more than three days and had only drank some tea during that time.She had long since given up on asking Sirius to wait for her to finish something, but luckily there wasn't much left, so she threw Sirius and three huge hamburgers into the hotel room without any explanation.

The first four hours were not bad, and then Sirius rolled over and clutched the sheets, clenched his teeth, and forced himself to breathe in a violent chill.Normally, Fanny would turn around and try to make a noise with the things in her hands—the noise was often surprisingly loud given the degree of his deep nightmare—to wake him up, and then wait for him to pack up and offer to take the night watch, but Sirius’ rest will end there.So Fanny climbed onto the bed with a book, and huddled next to Sirius through the quilt to read it.

She had to admit that the big bed room was not an accident when the booking was too hasty.The orphanage is never short of nightmares, and Fanny is good at dealing with them.Sensing words and watching colors is as close to instinct as perceiving the magic fluctuations around her, which of course also includes the degree to which the other party allows to approach when the nightmare is entangled.Whether to use this knowledge is another matter. If she wants to, Fanny can achieve her goal as quickly as possible. She just can't be called soft-hearted.

Sirius struggled for a while and still woke up. Fanny maintained the speed of reading. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Sirius staring at her for a while, then lay back down again.Long ago, Smith would fall asleep curled up with a hand on her stomach.But Sirius just wrapped the quilt tighter and kept a distance where his forehead barely touched her thigh, but he did fall asleep again.

In the next few days, Fanny was still busy writing various letters, and they never mentioned what happened in the Rozier mansion, and Fanny never approached Sirius when he was sleeping.There were moments when Fanny felt strangely -- but not surprised -- that, after the night's utter disgrace, her relationship with Sirius had actually gotten better.

"If I hadn't found that newspaper, wouldn't you be planning to let me know about it?" Sirius asked lazily.

"Maybe." Fanny didn't raise her head, "When I entered that house, I didn't intend to leave with you in the morning."

"Don't get me wrong when I say you're an asshole, I mean it."

"Don't get me wrong when I say you're a gentleman, it's not a compliment."

She wrote the last letter, wrapped the parchments separately, and whistled for Miriam.Fanny couldn't help stretching out her hand to straighten the owl's messy feathers due to long-term wild life. She never paid much attention to taking care of Miriam. Recently, Miriam often went to find mice nearby even for feeding. What's solved.

"I don't have anything that isn't bad, right?" Fanny said softly, tying the letter to the owl's outstretched leg.

Miriam spread his wings and stroked the top of her head, and flew away.Its unassuming exterior is the best cover, which is especially precious now.

Fanny closed the tent door again, and when she turned around, Sirius held a piece of paper in front of her face. "See if you missed anything."

She glanced at it, and there were some members of the Order of the Phoenix, the Field family, Mrs. Conwell, Smith, and Rita Skeeter. "As far as I know, none. But we can't find out who they told."

"Not many people know for sure that you are the main person in charge of EYE, and there are not many fools on the list who will spread the word."

Fanny shrugged and took the paper, and picked up a quill with the other hand, "First of all, we can rule out Smith. He hasn't been out since August, and he's a Muggle."

"Then Mrs. Conwell?"

"She's often out on missions, and..." Fanny almost cringed in disgust at the analysis, "she's not very good at keeping secrets, even by non-wizard standards."

"Okay." Sirius glanced at her, and jotted down next to Mrs. Conwell's name, "Since Skeeter is also on the menu, I think she can be almost ruled out. Dora probably hasn't been out for a while. Go through the door—"

They exchanged a sombre look, and Fanny drew a line next to Tonks's name saying "might tell" at the end of the line Andromeda and Ted Tonks, then wrote next to Ted's name Under "At large".

"Harry, Ron and Hermione, of course, if they run into Death Eaters that's the last thing we need to worry about. Remus?"

Sirius really flinched, looking rather resentful of the next sentence, "He...was missing for two weeks, remember? And refused to reveal whereabouts no matter how much we asked."

"But he can definitely make up a much better lie to cover it up." Fanny comforted the hand that almost broke the quill, "It doesn't mean you have to force yourself to doubt someone."

"My own experience. 'Affirmation' and 'certainty' are unreliable," Sirius said dryly, writing "August Missing For Two Weeks" next to Remus' name.

They spent a lot of time figuring out what went wrong.Even Sirius couldn't deny that Fanny was cautious in concealing her identity: earlier, she would walk out of the house wearing an invisibility cloak, and apparated to a place two or three towns away to put on her makeup before taking it off. she didn't have to bother wearing wigs and eye shadow after she was with Sirius, but even at night she had to make sure that nothing happened before Sirius would transform himself back into his original form.It can be said that Fanny has never shown her true face outside since August, and judging from the reaction of the Death Eaters during the encounter, they did not recognize her.

"How is your relationship with your uncle?"

"It's all right—not really good, how should I put it," said Fanny, fiddling with the point of her quill. "They don't really like me, at least Lucy and Mr. Field. A big part of treating me like family is making up for my mother's guilt."

"Did he escape abroad with his parents last time?"

"Yes. But if it was him, there would be a much smarter trap. For some reason that needs to be discussed in person, call me back or make an appointment somewhere, and catch him. Half of the operation of EYE is started by him. .”

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Before departure, for—" Fanny took a breath, "Shit."

Sirius was still leaning back in his chair, but immediately became alert.He had already seen how incredible and wonderful curses Fanny could spit out with that mouth without blinking her eyes when she had a whim, but once she cursed so briefly and from the bottom of her heart, someone must be in trouble. "What?"

"Before I went to see Bathilda Basak for the history column. Although I disguised myself, I used my real name. It was written on the manuscript left there." Fanny threw herself on the back of the chair, "I left Ge A search party showed up not long after Derek's Hollow, but at the time I didn't think Bathilda was worth much to the Death Eaters so..."

"Uh oh."

"Miriam has already set off. I think it's still possible to use the Patronus to send a message to Mr. Weasley and tell them to go and see Bathilda."

"But in your opinion the problem has been solved?"

"Unfortunately." Fanny said, and Sirius glanced at the densely marked list at the same time.

"At least as an example of paranoia and a crisis of confidence." Sirius grinned like a dog baring his teeth, and rolled it up.

Two days before Christmas, Fanny and Sirius finally returned home in accordance with the delayed return date, but they did not receive a warm welcome, because the two members of the family did not have the strength.Mr. McGonagall and Mr. Field brought a large number of orders from Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic respectively, and many of the twins' customers were also recommended, and the various contact points received a steady stream of submissions, orders, and reader feedback.

"If this goes on, we have to hire some staff." Smith, with dark circles under his eyes, said that in addition to the already heavy work of arranging and printing, he had been reading letters from readers all night long, most of which were written by McGonagall. From Gvozny, or Fanny brought them by the way from various contact points, she usually changed hands as soon as she left the contact point and dropped them into the mailbox for post.She should have known that the "reader feedback" compiled in Smith's letter hadn't been obtained as "incidentally" as he put it lightly.

The wizard's letters caused Smith some dyslexia. At first he consulted Mrs. Conwell to try to understand the meaning of the whole letter. Later, he finally learned to read "Merlin's Egg" and "I can use my quack stump Bet "Even if I was born in May and don't plan to marry a Muggle" and skip straight away to buy myself some sleep.

The order has exceeded 500 copies. In the Muggle world, a magazine with only a few hundred subscriptions is basically insignificant. However, there are no more than [-] wizards in the UK, and for the sake of concealment, many people subscribe to a magazine. According to the method, the influence of EYE can be seen from the number of orders is already considerable.It is no longer a problem to pay off the start-up capital of the twins—although the two insisted on not accepting it—and the cost of raw materials required for continuous printing, but after reading the piles of letters from readers, Fanny really realized that she was on the special wanted list The reason for the list.

For the first time, this fact made her feel as if she took a big breath of pure air, stretching out from her chest to all her limbs.She was able to keep the nightmare out of her mind at night, but she never really relaxed after that night, and every now and then she would get chills at a certain point and feel that everything was wrong.Now the sense of panic surrounding her had finally dissipated, and for once Fanny began to believe that everything was going to be all right, Voldemort's power was growing, and there were so many people on her side.

After reading more than ten letters from readers, Fanny took the initiative to take over the task of replying.She likes to discuss and argue while enjoying solitude, which is why sending letters is her preferred form of communication.

The most mentioned in the letters was the historiography column, which has been a hotbed of controversy even after Lucas's group took over the writing.Previously, Smith would copy down some academic questions and send them to Lucas, so Fanny naturally took over the job.However, in addition to the differences in knowledge, this is more because this column innovatively adopts a research method that completely combines the history of Muggles and wizards, and does not shy away from the content of mutual persecution and struggle between the two sides.

"The dispute between wizards and Muggles has been going on for a long time, and it is no longer possible to simply summarize who is right and who is wrong," Fanny wrote in a reply to a reader who questioned the historiography column "Defending the Blood Theorist". "The purpose of EYE is to convey facts, not opinions. But from my personal point of view, what this history conveys is exactly the same as what you call 'your side' insists on, that is, the equality of both sides. This does not only mean that both sides are in life Equality also means that there is no difference between the two sides in human traits such as ignorance, cruelty, and xenophobia. What we protect is not a symbol of kindness and weakness, but a group of living and complex individuals, many of whom under certain circumstances Even raise the butcher's knife against those who are protecting themselves now. Because of this, they are like us. It may be a bit extreme to say that, in my opinion, if you don't know clearly what you are fighting for, then no heroic struggle , are just a waste of life."

"Sooner or later, you will use a pen to turn someone so angry that they turned to Voldemort." Sirius leaned over to take a look, and commented.He was the only one in the house who had no knowledge of Fanny's personal space.

Fanny turned the quill and pushed him back with the tip, rolling her eyes.Mrs. Conwell immediately informed them that the word "Voldemort" was under a tracking spell, which answered some questions. At the same time, Sirius seemed to regard the few times he was wandering outside for two months without being found at his door as a personal attack. insult.Within the scope of the Fidelity Curse, he said "Voldemort" in one mouthful, which seemed to be more respectful than the previous nickname of "Little Voldemort".

"You'd better get used to this word quickly, so as not to delay the next time we go out and fall into the net." Fanny mocked, and asked again: "How is Kingsley?"

"It's appalling."

Fanny turned her head and looked at him carefully after hearing that, "Aunt Muriel?"

"Aunt Muriel."

"poor guy."

When a guy captured Kingsley, he said that he missed the sentence "the scum who called the Dark Lord by name". After struggling to break out of the encirclement, Kingsley immediately passed this information to all members of the Order of the Phoenix who could be contacted.He is recuperating at Aunt Muriel's, last time it was Fanny who brought him the medicine.After the third centenarian she saw opened the door, he sat back beside Kingsley who was lying on the sofa in good spirits, and continued to chatter about how the world is getting worse.

"... If nothing else, girls didn't dress like that back in our day. Look at Ginny, what was she wearing, oh, and this girl named Santos or something that just came in, Just in case anyone can't see what's under her clothes. When I was young, wizard robes were not as tight and short as they are now, and boys only occasionally see a little wrist and neck. That's called seductive. Marry Later, Ellen told me that he fell in love with me because of the snow-white fingertips that I showed when I demonstrated the spell..."

"Cough." Fanny reminded that she was still here while the old lady was taking a breath, "I'm going to treat Kingsley's wound soon, can you...?"

Only then did Muriel give up her seat, and Fanny helped Kingsley sit up, and helped him unbutton his chest, which was wrapped in bandages.

"Ouch." Muriel shook her head and sighed, "It's easy to undress a man, girls nowadays..."

Fanny's hands didn't shake at all, but Kingsley, who was taking medicine, choked slightly.

Fortunately, Muriel probably felt that she had nothing in common with these immoral young people, so she went back to the room muttering after a while, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became much more comfortable.

"I can still bear the pain. Every time she opens my mouth, I feel like I need sleeping pills." Kingsley gritted his teeth and joked. Bandages come out.

Although he narrowly escaped death this time, his work in the Auror's office must not continue.Lupine suggested that Kingsley rest at Muriel's place first, heal his injury and listen to the wind.This was the safest thing to do at the moment, but judging from the subtle changes in Kingsley's expression when he mentioned this, he didn't like the idea at all.

Aunt Muriel seemed to like it.

"I'd rather cast myself a spell that causes permanent deafness." Sirius commented, handing over a note.

"Then you can't pretend you're listening. Thanks." Fanny took the note and turned her gaze back to the letter paper. "Old people like her are good at gesticulating and demanding your attention."

Sometimes it seemed to her that participating in the battle was the best cure for Sirius, and despite the frequent nightmares and exhaustion, she could still see that the traces of Azkaban on Sirius over the past few months were gradually fading.He looks forward to what happens next and prepares himself for it, acting instantly and always with vigor.Fanny had no doubt that Sirius cared about the lives of innocents and would do anything to end this war as soon as possible, but she also understood the nature of pursuing an unstable life.

The four of Mrs. Conwell's family had a busy Christmas Eve together.They made sure the new issue of EYE was published on Christmas Day, then went to the Burrow for a real Christmas dinner.Mrs. Weasley had ensured that the Burrow kitchen would have uninterrupted supply of snacks from morning onwards, so although there were not many people at the dinner table, the Order of the Phoenix was fairly well-attended based on those who had enjoyed the Christmas meal alone.Even the Tonks family managed to show up for a while in the afternoon, and Andromeda and Mrs. Weasley stayed by Tonks's bulge almost the whole time, whenever the twins or Tonks wanted to take any action It's a posture like facing an enemy.

Tonks' pregnancy reaction was not as strong as it was at the beginning, and she regained her cheerfulness, her smile was as bright as her bubblegum powder hair.However, she still seemed to have lingering fears about Remus' previous disappearance, and she stayed next to her husband while eating snacks, and Sirius took a lot of trouble to borrow Lupine from her.

Ron's old room is now the last place where people will come. Fanny first cast a petrification spell on the ghoul in Ron's pajamas, and then explained to Lupine what to do next. .

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Lupine frowned. "It's too..."

Fanny shrugged, and Sirius spread his hands, which meant "give it up buddy, we've discussed this in depth".

"Once it's done, it can't be undone. You can't predict what will happen in the future. If something happens, it will be unimaginable. That's why most members of the Order of the Phoenix don't do this." Lupine said stubbornly.

"Well, it's true that I don't often take the majority's stand either," Sirius said, drawing a disapproving glance.

"We've carefully considered the question we want to ask. And it won't affect our plan, it's just for peace of mind." Fanny promised, "Just do me a favor, Remus?"

Two minutes later, Fanny knelt opposite Sirius, and the two clasped their right hands tightly. Lupine was holding a wand, and the tip of the wand was on their clasped hands.

"Fanny, before the mysterious man is killed, are you willing to promise not to disclose any information about the identity and contact information of the EYE liaison officer to anyone known to have the Dark Mark or the mysterious man himself?"

"I would," Fanny said.

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Before You-Know-Who is killed, when someone asks you a question for reasons of serving You-Know-Who, including being forced to, are you willing to promise not to disclose any information about the identity and contact method of the EYE liaison? "

"I would," Fanny said.

A second flame burst out from the wand, entangled with the first.

"Before You-Know-Who is killed, when someone tries to gain access to your mind for reasons of You-Know-Who's service—including forcedly—will you promise not to reveal any information about the identity and contact information of the EYE liaison ?”

"I would," Fanny said.

Three tongues of flame formed a bright chain, and the faces of the three were reddened by the light.

Then it was Sirius' turn to make the oath, and perhaps because Lupine sensed his wife's uneasiness, he finished it a little faster than before.He didn't look very happy afterwards, but he just explained a few words and walked out the door.When Fanny and Sirius came downstairs, Tonks was holding Lupin's hand tightly, and the latter was whispering something in her ear.

The two mothers who were guarding Tonks looked at them both with some curiosity, and then Andromeda's gaze met Sirius'.Sirius wasn't surprised or embarrassed when his cousin, whom he hadn't seen for many years, proposed to have a private chat. They were both rebels in the family, and they had a tacit understanding of their own.

The status quo is not easy for Andromeda: a husband who is dead or alive, a pregnant daughter, a son-in-law who is a werewolf, and blood relatives who are hunting her and her family-"not easy" is about the most light-hearted expression for this.But she still behaved calmly and walked briskly, without any sign of restlessness.Fanny has seen many people from pure-blood families who claim to be noble. Well, to be precise, she still shares a lot of secret memories with one of them. In short, she only saw the so-called "" The image of aristocrats: calm and polite, but detached in demeanor and arrogance in his bones*.

It wasn't long before the Tonks left, the act of donning the cloak made doubly difficult by the abundance of pastries and soup that Mrs Weasley had fed them.Sirius, Fanny, and Mrs. Weasley sent them out again. Lupine had some objections to this risky move. He habitually dissuaded him, and the other party habitually ignored it.Walking to the edge of the protection spell, Lupine smiled at Sirius before pulling up the hood of his cloak.

"Take care," Sirius said, "for baby wolf."

"Now that you mention this, don't feel betrayed by me if I don't make you godfather," said Lupine.

"Oh, I'm really in pain." Sirius held his chest, "So, who is that unlucky guy?"

"Harry." Tonks answered with a smile, and moved closer to her husband.

"Really?" Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"We agree he's a good fit." Lupine turned slightly serious. "What do you think he'll think?"

"He'll freak out," Sirius snickered. "I daresay he won't even know where to put his hands when he meets his godson. But of course, he'll learn fast and do it far better than me." Much more."

Lupine frowned characteristically, "You're doing well enough."

"Enough." Sirius grinned, "Seriously, take care, Moony."

"Take care, Padfoot."

After the Tonks left, Mrs. Weasley hurried back to the house, muttering about cakes and muffins.Fanny and Sirius paced slowly behind, the cold wind blowing through the valley rattling the bare bushes around them.

Fanny shrank her neck, stretched out her feet and pushed a wilting goblin into the hole next to it. "So, teach grandfather?"

"To shut up."

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*The description of "nobility" is taken from Naruto's "Ransheng Jiji". After thinking for a long time, I didn't think of a more satisfactory one, so I took it rashly.

Happy Chinese New Year everyone, happy year of the rooster.