"Um Jascon is something wrong?" asked Dan seeing him look at him in a paticular way

Doyle stepped into the office and nodded to the occupants. "It seems the Minister needs to see me so we'd best make this quick," he said as he started cleaning his glasses.

"Doyle Branxton!" Cassandra Rae walked past the office and then paused in the doorway. "Excuse me... Doyle? Are you in here?"

Doyle turned away from the Department Head's desk at the sound of his name. "Yes, I am here, but I am quite busy at the moment so, if you'd just wait outside until I'm finished I will be with your shortly," he informed the vaguely familiar witch in the doorway.

"Alright, let's get started. Jason, Dan, take notes, if you could," she added. "First things first; do you remember anything that happened in your office at the school, or how you came to be in the Ministry here?" she asked. She figured he wouldn't remember a thing, but if he did, they were one step closer to finding a counter-charm.

"Madame Grau! How good of you to take care of Mister Branxton," Rae slid a step further into the room. "He's being quite rude to me, considering..."

He ignored the woman in the doorway and looked to the witch she was talking to, the one speaking to him. "It was an office at Hogwarts and I do not remember anything between being at my desk in the Ministry and suddenly appearing behind a desk at Hogwarts. I do remember everything after that."

Cassandra, who'd followed Branxton in the office, recoiled bihind him as she saw the Headmistress's head pop in. Don't let her see me, don't let her see me... she kept thinking with her eyes closed. After all Cassandra was a small girl, she just needed not to move.

Why didn't she go to her first... this would have all blown over... it was an accident... why did she have to try to fix it on her own! She was going to lose her prefect status and she'd worked so hard to get that. She was ready to cry.

"No, no--nothing at all Dan." Jason said with a weak smile as he looked over his shoulder, wondering what in blazes was happening outside. This was taking quite a long time. Maybe Mr.Braxton didn't want to come inside and he had to be persuaded to be brought it. A possibility that Jason started to think on.

While deep in his thoughts, he was suddenly interrupted by Doyle stepping into the room. That didn't take very long, now did it? Something he should think about, but not at the moment. At the mention of the minister, Jason raised his brow and eyed the man. The Minister? Dear. They'd have to fix him up real quick then before the Minister sees what had happened to Doyle Braxton.


Pushing his glasses up, another person other than the student (which Jason had kept in mind) and Doyle appeared by the door way. It took him a few moments to realize that it was the Headmistress that was standing there. Merlins this day was very... active. Swallowing the big lump that had appeared , he watched as Doyle tried to dismiss the Headmistress while she had been trying to talk to the man.

Hearing his name, he looked up with a "Yes?". The moment an order was given out, he nodded his head and took out a small notebook and a pen that he had found in a muggle shop. It would be a lot more easier to buy these things other than write with a parchment and quill.

"Si--Sir." Jason interrupted, knowing that it was somewhat rude. "If you don't mind me asking. W--Who is this wom--woman?" He asked, pointing his slightly shaking hand to Rae.

"That Jascon is the headmisteress of Hogwarts and I beleive Doyals wife. Well Doyle I see that you don`t remmember anything so what about you little girl did you have anything to do with this" said Dan as his pen started to scribble."Oh and nice to see you Rae was it?"

An Interdepartmental memo soars in and lands on Madeline's desk:

Madeline sighed and put the memo on her pile of "important" papers. She would have to respond to it later. "Miss....." her voice trailed off when she realized the student had not given her a name. Who could blame her, though? She was probably terrified. "I cannot guarantee that you will not get in trouble, but if you do not help us figure out what went wrong, I can assure you, you will only be making the situation worse for yourself," she said sternly. "Now, could you kindly tell us what happened just before the spell in question was cast?" she asked with a smile.

Thomas walked past the Head's Office and looked in. "What kind of party are you people having in here?" he asked jokingly looking at all the people in the office. "Oh well, I brought everyone coffee. Thought you might all be thirsty," he said passing out coffee to everyone in the room.

Little girl? she thought, He better not be talking about me!

Well, so much for hiding from Rae! Great...

She sighed coming out from behind Doyle. "Afternoon Headmistress," she said in greeting to the woman at the door. She turned to Miss Grau and gave her a please-don't-let-her-kill-me look. After all she (Trel) had been the cause of Doyle forgetting his love for the Headmistress and their daughters.

"We were in his office, and he was helping me perfect my memory charm. I was practicing my wand movement first, then when he asked me to voice the incantation... I guess... out of habit from having done it over and over, I just... well... then he asked me why I was at the ministry and... and..." Cassandra's breathing just became more labored and she started hiccupping trying to get the words out... but for some reason, she just couldn't...

What if they couldn't put him back. What if they couldn't fix him... this was all her fault! Stupid memory charm! Stupid wanting to better her skills... and now... look at the mess she put herself in.

"Goodness, Cassandra," she blinked as the girl seemed to materialize from nowhere. "I'll take her with me, Madame Grau. Issues that occur at the school must be resolved at the school." She offered her hand to the girl. "Come along, dear. It's not your fault. I think we'll leave this great lot of officials to their business." Her tone was dripping with undisguised scorn.

"Wife?" Doyle turned in the direction of the voice who had introduced the witch as the headmistress of Hogwarts. Then, the student was speaking again and his head was spun again. "My office? Working on a memory charm? This is all highly irregular."

He turned to the department head and started cleaning his glasses furiously. "Something must be done, immediately."

Cassandra looked at the headmistress' hand. "It isn't my fault?" Was... was this true? It was her wand after all... her spell...

Cassandra jumped. She'd never seem Branxton so... uncool... She wanted to cling to the headmistress, but she felt so very guilty. She looked up to Rae, her eyed filled with tears, "They will fix him, right? I... I didn't... break him? Did I?"

"They'll fix him," she put her arm around Cassandra but stopped to pull something from around her neck. She stepped forward to drop the object on the desk in front of Doyle. "Please," she addressed Madame Grau before turning and putting her arm around Cassandra again. "Let's go."

Cassandra looked up to the headmistress and nodded... but as she turned to leave she looked back at Branxton. "One moment Headmistress." She said to the woman beside her. She took a step forward. Not so close that Branxton could reach out to grab her, but close enough. "I... I'm really sorry professor..." she said to him. She then bit her lip and, turning back towards the open door, walked out.

Professor... Merlin's beard but, that was most odd. He reached out and picked up the object the headmistress had left on the desk. It was a locket and when it popped open he was staring down at himself, the headmistress, and two young girls. That was just completely absurd.

"Well, then, it looks as though we're dealing with an Obliviated memory..." Madeline said with a sigh. These were the most difficult, most diffcult indeed. "I think I'll only be needing Jason, sorry Dan," she said with a sympathic smile. "Why don't you go to your division so you don't miss out on the fun in the shopping mall?"

"Anyways, Jason, I want you to try and retrieve the memories. I take it you remember the incantation? If that doesn't work we'll have to go to more extreme measures..."

"You take it he remembers the incantations?" Doyle asked with surprise. "I apologize for being rude but, if all this is true, I would much rather have someone with more experience dealing with this issue. He could permanently damage my memories and that is only best case scenario. I could completely lose myself if he fails." No, for this he would even go to Cooper if he needed to in order to get someone fully qualified, though Cooper might purposely botch the memory recovery..... Doyle took out his handkerchief and began cleaning his glasses.

"Well miss Guru good day and Jacson cast a sleeping spell on im he talks to much actually I`ll do it and don`t worry Doyle everything will be ok" said Dan then he muttered something with his wand out and the man fell asleep and Dan walked out.

Jason was about to reply to Madeline when Braxton spoke before him. Dear Merlins. "No, sir!" he squeaked, coughing a bit after to return his normal voice. "I mean... Sir, I've been an obliviator for three years. I have expreince and believe me when I say this, Sir. I've seen worse cases." Jason honestly told him with a sincere smile.

Hearing Dan's voice once more, he turned to face him and blinked at what he said. Was the man serious? Letting Doyle fall asleep? That's absurd! Before Jason could object on such action, dan had already gone and done it. Quickly, Jason dropped his notebook and put his arms under the man so he wouldn't fall on the ground.

"Help." he breathed, looking at Madeline. Boy was Doyle heavier than he looked like

Doyle had no idea what the man was ranting about but, he soon fell asleep, a victim of the spell, and didn't worry about it anymore.

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