A plan set in Motion! Part-1

{2nd Floor Corridor, Hogwarts}

{5th Oct 1991} 

{3rd person POV}

"... It's okay." Rigel heard Amelia whisper as the two parties met. His eyes trailed along her figure as he got ready for this meeting. This important meeting must be carefully controlled if Rigel wants everything to go according to the plan.

'She's hot though, her figure as tantalizing as Narcissa's...' Rigel thought, but it was her dark red hair that Rigel identified as the main attraction. If he compared their figures, Narcissa had the edge anyway.

"Lady Bones, how may I address you today?" Rigel asked. First, he needed to deal with the pleasantries to make a favorable impression. But it seemed like Amelia had other plans.

"That depends on what capacity I am talking to you in. If it is an informant, then you should address me as Auror Bones." Her tone was level, and no emotion leaked through. Her eyes were already scanning Rigel's visage.

'She's strict, alright. Then again, I was expecting at least this much resistance,' Rigel thought. His eyes met Susan's, who was looking at him curiously. Unlike before, she did not seem nervous anymore.

"What if I'm just your niece's friend, a friend who needs some guidance and is not quite sure how the legal system in the wizarding world works? A friend who's afraid that if what he knows gets out, then some people with high authority would try to hide and suppress that information to save their hide..." Rigel laid out the bait. And he was pretty sure that he got to her as her eyes were fixed on him.

...

"...Susan's friends call me Aunty Amelia," Amelia conceded, attracting Susan's surprise look. 

"Of course, thanks for meeting me, Auntie. Given that you called me to an abandoned classroom, I believe it is a secure place to talk?" Rigel asked.

"Follow me!" Amelia instructed. Getting her bearings once again, she walked over to the locked door and used her wand to tap at specific areas. Rigel noticed that this particular door was a little different, as a different set of runes was marked onto the doorframe, with some strokes and language that were entirely different from Hogwart's runes.

'Was this her hiding place when she was in Hogwarts?' Rigel could see that this was where she asked him to come, which made him hesitant to step foot in that room. Rigel was quite aware of the advantages that a home field, with wards and runes protection, gives during a negotiation.

"Nope," Rigel said, deliberately popping the 'P' to catch her attention. "I'm not setting foot in a room fortified by something other than Hogwarts wards."

Amelia turned around to look at Rigel. Seeing his firm denial, she thought about pushing through it for a moment but then decided on a different approach, "I'm not going to harm you, Mr. Black. You are Susan's friend, remember?"

Rigel looked at her amusedly before he shook his head and pointed at another abandoned classroom on the other end of the hallway. "We'll use that one," he said.

"Are you sure? I won't be able to guarantee that our conversation will be kept private otherwise?" Amelia insisted.

"It's alright. I am willing to take that chance," Rigel spoke as he walked over to the door and cast the unlocking charm. A soft click signified that the spell worked as the door opened. Rigel pushed the door open and stepped aside, "Ladies first!"

His charming smile was met with a snort as Amelia stepped into the room, wand at the ready. Rigel was about to close the door after entering when Susan stepped forward, her intentions clear.

Rigel gave her a raised eyebrow, to which she cheekily replied, "I'm worried too, you know. I wonder what troubles ails my friend." Rigel snorted and stared at her for a moment. The redhead met his stare with a raised eyebrow of her own.

"Do you know Occlumency, Miss Bones?" Rigel asked.

"Susan," Susan corrected, "We are friends after all... and no, I don't know Occlumency, but I have an artifact that protects my memories at all times." 

Rigel looked at her hands and noticed the bracelet she was showing off. After staring into her eyes once more, he relented and stepped aside, Susan skipped past him into the room, and Rigel followed, his eyes straying at her plump ass for the moment as Amelia went through with a slew of detection charms around the room.

"Colloportus~" Amelia chanted, the only spell she cast verbally at the door. Her intention was clear: She made it known that the audible spell was for his benefit.

"Thank you," Rigel reciprocated her intent and then sat down on one of the desks. Amelia followed his example and settled on another after using an overpowered cleaning charm at the old desk.

"So, Mr. Black, enough with the fanfare. I was told you have some information about where Sirius Black is hiding?" Amelia spoke as she settled down.

"Of course," Rigel spoke before he gave her a confused look, "but I never mentioned anything about me knowing where Sirius Black is hiding?" 

The atmosphere in the room froze, as did Amelia's face before she glared at him and then at her niece, "...be very careful with your words, Mr. Black. I don't have time for games and pranks."

'Who said anything about pranks?' Rigel wondered as Susan spoke up, "What are you talking about." Her face set in a frown, "I clearly remember you saying you know the location of where Sirius Black is..."

"Nooo..." Rigel stretched out the words as he turned to look at Susan and replied, "I told you that I know the location of the fugitive who is accused of being a mass murderer and is on the run. I never said it was Sirius Black."

Susan's mouth snapped shut with an audible snap as she glared at Rigel. Amelia, though, quickly caught onto the fact that at least Rigel knew something, so she decided to pressure him, "And who pray to tell is this man, this mass murderer is?"

"Why Peter Pettigrew, of course!" Rigel replied with absolute confidence. His only reply was two dead stares locking onto him.

'Okay, so maybe I'm not as charismatic as I thought I was.'

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AN: And so it begins!

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