Oh this wasn't going as planned and Sweet Pea hated a crowd. A crowd meant trouble, it meant the authorities. She tried to edge around toward the trees to slip away quietly, but the new adult arrival threw a question at her and she stopped short.

She tried to look confused by the question, "The child." she said. Oh great, they were worried about the kid. "Err um well that is easy enough to explain." she nodded. Yes it was totally easy to explain.

Her head snapped around to the man everyone seemed to be calling the Headmaster, "Escort me where?" her voice hitched up an octave. Her heart started to race. This was not good. Not good at all.

"It'll be my pleasure, Tate," he said with a smirk as he pointed a wand at each of the intruders. "Easy way or hard way?" he mused.

"I will be escorting you to the Ministry of course. So you can come without a fuss or I can restrain you," he said as he leveled a look at the woman.

"Thad hith me," Vindictus replied and pointed to Stryker.


Vindictus stood there and nodded at everything Tate said.

Yes, I agree. One hundred percent. They defiled my brooms. And where are the children?

When this was over, he knew that he had to ask Tate what had happened and why the kids were talking about the Quidditch Cup final when only two games had been played.

He was confused. Totally. Utterly. Confused.

Tate waved at Vindictus to stand down for the moment. The man looked more than a bit ragged, which needed resolution of its own, but he needed Jackson to take the two young women away before he started to clean house. Best not give the Auror anything to report back to Bole if he could help it.

"I vote for the easy way. Or the fast way. Or the now way. Whichever."

Sweet Pea blanched and started to back away in earnest. "I didn't do anything wrong!" she screamed in a panicked voice. It wasn't illegal to impersonate a kid. She had done all that silly homework too and didn't steal a thing. Ok maybe that bag of candy from the girl with the badge but that was it. "I'm not going." she looked around for an escape route.

Damien nodded and with a flick of his wand he sent a spell at each of the women simultaneously to bind their hands. Great thing about having two wands. Heh.

"I will levitate them to your office if they resist..." No need to tell him about the no apparation thing. Feh.

Looking at the women he quirked a brow and started toward them at a quick pace, wands trained on them. Ewww that one was screaming. For good measure he sent a silencing charm at her as well. Easy way or the hard way... why the hell did they always try the hard way.

Leave the interrogations to the authorities? Oh but of course; she wasn't one to typically go meddling into odd situations. That was why she was into Charms and Arithmancy over Defense. She was more just simply buying time; wasn't that enough?

Touching the spot on her arm where the headmaster touched, she nodded slowly at him, before turning back to the trespassers. Only for a moment though before a man showed up, presumably from the ministry.

Listening to the exchange, she exhaled slowly when the tall woman explained that it was easy enough to explain about the child, but did not bother to elaborate further. Of course she didn't. Why would she have?

Seeing as no further interrogations or distractions were necessary on her part, Josephina took to fixing her gaze on Max instead, who seemed more or less dizzy. Or just generally, not well.

All Simon could really do was stand out of the way and quietly watch the proceedings. Something made him wonder if he should head back to the castle, maybe take Sierra and any of the other stragglers that were still hanging around the pitch, but another was making him feel like he should stay around. There was the matter of the other issue besides the two intruders and perhaps it was best if they just stayed but until each matter could be resolved.

Simon glanced absently at the Ravenclaw head of house as he spoke, one of the first times he had heard Vindictus did so since the altercation. The captain wincing as he thought of what was obviously wrong with the man to make him unable to speak normally. His attention moving back to the group as a whole as Tate and the auror spoke, and the one woman resisted, causing the nameless man to need his wand out to force.

He was completely out of breath by the time he reached the flying pitch. It was a faint notion in the back of his mind, how strange it was to push and squeeze his way through the students to the center of the activity. To be required there was strange, rather than being another face on the sidelines.

There were a few people he recognized, but he only gave Simon a brief clap on the shoulder as he slipped past the seventh year and paused a few feet away from Damien. Hand in wand and panting, he blinked at each member present. If worry hadn't entangled his gut, he might have grinned at seeing everyone again. As it was nothing looked particularly good.

"Damien....Headmaster...Vindictus...." Oh pleasantries were not to be afforded! His eyes snapped back to Damien, full of their twitchy anticipation on exactly what he was supposed to do, waiting for an order.

Seeing his trainee appear he nodded at him and pointed out the other intruder. The one that wasn't presently shouting and such. (Lottie's charrie)

Having had enough of this all... he shot a stunner at Sweet Pea and before she hit the ground he flicked his wand again and began levitating her body.

"Do the same with that one, kid. Let's get this over with and get them to interrogation." He was a bit stern, but considering the situation it was called for and not directed at Sabel personally.

Turning to Tate briefly he nodded and said, "I will give you all the info I get out of them about this situation, Headmaster." He had grown a bit of respect for the babysitting Yeti hunter. Heh. Then he was on his way off the pitch with the now quiet woman floating along in front of him.

While running down multiple flights of stairs and all the way across the school grounds on account of an emergency call had held no hesitation for Sabel, Damien's next order had him frozen for a moment. While one part of his brain knew that freezing and failing to follow orders at any particular moment could be life threatening, the other part reeled in rebellion at having to stun someone that, currently, didn't appear that great of a threat.

It took an internal reminder that all eyes were pointed distrustfully at these strangers and that both Tate and Damien were on guard against them to entice the stun spell out of his wand and at the unsuspecting woman. The levitation spell followed immediately, catching the stranger before she hit the ground. All the rest of his effort was put into trying not to think about what exactly Damien meant by 'interrogation' and that his once fellow students were bearing witness to all of this.

Sabel wanted nothing more to turn around and hug some of them, to talk about times passed and future hopes. But there was nothing for it, and with the levitating body, he hurried to catch up to Damien's side. One thing at a time. One thing at a time.

"Didn't think you'd come back like this, did you?" Tate couldn't help but step up to stand behind Sabel and give the lad a little jostle. If all Aurors took a page from Dakest's book, then the organization had a hope for the future, didn't it?

"I appreciate it, Jackson. I'm available for debriefing, as is my staff." And now that all this was resolved...

What was wrong with Max?

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, even briefly, Simon was brought out of his staring and turned his head around to see what was up. "Sabel..." he said, easily reconizing the former Gryffindor who had graduated the previous term. The captain watched his former housemate walk closer to the older man and he realized he must have been brought with the other auror to help out.

It felt odd to see him on that side of the situation but it was good to see a friendly face after awhile. His mind briefly wandered to the fact that if he followed one of his options of paths after graduation, he might soon be following in the older lion's footsteps. Simon almost spoke once more but as Sabel was ordered to duplicate his superior's actions, he knew he couldn't bother him and simply remained like he was, turning to Tate and company as the two aurors left with their leviated charges.

Half between a step and a hustling step, Sabel couldn't help but jump and flinch a little, both at the same time with the sudden voice behind him and the contact. It was only then, when he turned halfway and finally got a good look at his old Headmaster that a small smile crossed his lips. "Not at all, Sir. Not at all."

Perhaps, he would get to catch up with the man later. Somehow. Maybe he would get to come back. But he was certain that if he didn't move, he would never hear the end of it from Damien. A sharp, half-salute was all he could afford before he was back around and hurrying after the Auror with the strange woman in tow.

Kimber was standing by quiet as a mouse. She felt completely humiliated and disgraced. And upon hearing Vindictus' words... somewhat responsible.

Trying to hide her reddening cheeks, she stepped a little closer and softly said, "If I can be of any help..." Oh Merlin's sake. She was sure she'd be sacked before the day was over.

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Vindictus stared at Stryker with a dumbfounded look and used his wand to conjure a small towel. "Kith her? Not eben! I wath kisthing a hot thrawbewry bwonde wif blue eyeths," he said while holding the towel up to his bleeding nose. Seriously, was Chad truly that thick? Kimber was a brunette with brown eyes! And he said that the woman was named Charlotte, just like in his dream!

"Tho you sthaw her!"

Wait a minute. How could Chad see his dreams?

Chad raised his eyebrows. "Are you calling me a liar, Monsieur?" The deserved another punch, but he held back. Tate was here. Darn.

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"Thad hith me," Vindictus replied and pointed to Stryker.

Chad grinned. No sense in denying it.

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Kimber was standing by quiet as a mouse. She felt completely humiliated and disgraced. And upon hearing Vindictus' words... somewhat responsible.

Trying to hide her reddening cheeks, she stepped a little closer and softly said, "If I can be of any help..." Oh Merlin's sake. She was sure she'd be sacked before the day was over.

He turned his attention away from Max and refocused it on Kimber. He poked her shoulder. "Are you okay, Madame?"

Kimber looked up at Chad and silently shook her head. There was no sense in denying it. Especially to Chad. She just wanted to crawl into a deep hole and never come out again. She was so confused.

"They were all looking at me, Chad," she whispered, chewing her bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Everyone had seen it all.

Vindictus ignored Stryker. The groundskeeper was clearly losing it . . . all that time isolated on the grounds talking to trees and shrubs and animals was taking a toll on the man's brain, not to mention he was reacting to hallucinations from an overly imaginative mind. Besides, if he had kissed Kimber he would have instantly felt a violent shock of electricity through his body thanks to the anti-cheating charm his wife placed on his wedding band. Yep, Stryker was losing his grip on reality.

"I need to thee tha Healer," Max replied to Tate. "Bweeding won't thop."

"Yes, I think that would be best. Perhaps Mister Stryker needs to see the Healer as well, if he cannot control his aggression. And... Madame Donovan appears to need a rest. All of you... off to see Healer Moretti."

And the class was dismissed, but they seemed to already know that.

Max gave Tate a slight nod and began walking towards the Castle. Cleaning up the mess could wait for another day . . . and he was going to throttle whoever allowed the students to damage his beloved brooms.

GRRRRR!

Ouch . . . scrunching up a broken nose only causes it to bleed more. Eeep!

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Kimber looked up at Chad and silently shook her head. There was no sense in denying it. Especially to Chad. She just wanted to crawl into a deep hole and never come out again. She was so confused.

"They were all looking at me, Chad," she whispered, chewing her bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Everyone had seen it all.

"It is okay, Kimber," he whispered back. "Come here." Chad wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as a means of trying to comfort her.

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"Yes, I think that would be best. Perhaps Mister Stryker needs to see the Healer as well, if he cannot control his aggression. And... Madame Donovan appears to need a rest. All of you... off to see Healer Moretti."

And the class was dismissed, but they seemed to already know that.

Control his aggression!? What aggression??

Chad threw both Tate and Vindictus a "bite me" look. Oh wait. THAT aggression. Heh...but still, as if that warranted a trip to the healer.

"Do you want to go see the Healer," he asked Kimber. If there was anybody that needed a little medical attention, it was her.

Kimber buried her disgraced head into Chad's shirt, attempting to block everyone else out. It relaxed her some knowing that her face was now hidden. (Unfortunately, her ears still worked as well as ever.)

Hearing Tate speak her name, she cringed a little and then lifted her head to face him.

"Yes, Headmaster," she answered softly.
She pulled away from Chad to head up towards the castle but only after giving him a pathetic, lil nod of her head. "Yes, please." Short and simple answers were all she could manage.

... Ahhhh the aurors had arrived.

Well, at least now her clothes fit. No potion... but what was the parchment with the T on it?

"Treasure?" Was she daft? If Hogwarts held a treasure it'd have been discovered by now.

Hecate was momentarily distracted by Max.

Wait...

Who was Thad?

Dakest walked in. Hecate couldn't help but smile. She'd been keeping tabs on the boy, but she'd not expected him to come back so soon... and to forget about her so quickly. He'd greeted some of the professor, not all of them, and certainly not her. It wouldn't have bothered her if it hadn't been Dakest. But she wasn't going to point it out. He was here working, as was she.

She turned and looked at the headmaster. It would have been nice to have been asked if she was available... well, there went her plans for tonight... she wouldn't argue it.

Bweeding... Hecate had to contain herself. She was ready to laugh loudly.

"Does anyone else need the healer?" She said looking away from the two staff member, trying to draw the student's attention away from them.

Having been standing off in the background with Sierra, trying not to focus on the issues of the various staff especially Madam Donovan who he was concerned for as she was his head of house, Simon finally focused when Professor Lafay spoke up again, this time directed at them the few lingering students. The older Gryffindor glanced at his quiet companion snake before back at her own head of house.

"Um...maybe not physical help...at least compared to some of the other students I've seen," he answered at first trying to think of how to phrase everything. "But I for one don't remember coming down to the pitch today. For that matter I'm trying to figure out how its so warm for late winter." There was certainly something up besides him not remembering himself acting weird like Selina had said.