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"I never thought those bloody war documentaries would be useful," Willow muttered to herself mostly. It was strange how in these times images of the time with her family was coming back. Saturday afternoons around the telly about WWII and hearing the war stories from her grandpa.
It felt like a long time ago. Each life they didn't save took it's toll, but it just meant she needed to work harder.
"There's the lot of us in there scared but angry. Maybe...we could come up with something...we would just need a bit of cover, our wands and supplies. It's a tall order but whatever it takes."
The young woman who sat before him was not as others her age would be. Not like some of his collegues would be. Many would be lost to their emotions or crying. But here she was straight faced and having chosen the core traits of a Ravenclaw to be following. Was it good or eas it bad? Neither but it seemed to keep her level where many would not be.
The man took his seat across from her and listened to her words. Clever. She was a clever one for sure. "I would agree to it. But have we the time to find such items and to hide them? Remember time is a working factor against us and there is not much left of it." It was always something he was reminded of and did have to her as well.
Willow couldn't imagine a wizard war only remembered the documentaries she grew up watching. If this was Blakely she'd be crying in this moment, or giving into emotions. She was a Ravenclaw who chose logic and creativity, something that was neither inherently good or bad.
"Then we can do more than what we've been doing," Willow said in only the way a young person could. "Like...in WWII or the Vietnam wars...there was those landmines, chemical warfare...They come in through one place, yeah? Have items that look ordinary like in this book, and it's a trap that does something so they can't do anything and then they get taken to Azkaban."
Her words were insightful for one so young. But as she spoke, it was apparent that she truly did not know what this would he like. She did not know the true costs that came with war. And he envied her youth and innocence. In a way he wished that she would not have to go through it as he did remember who and how she had been when he had met her many years ago.
But he had to shake those thoughts and keep it buried within. She knew that there had been time travel involved and knew what she had written. But she did not know it all. And he did not want her to.
"Many will end up lost because of this. There will be those who believe as we do...and then there will be those blindly following the Dark Lord and believing his promises. If this is anything like the wars of the past it will not be pretty....and many will be shattered." Severus said as he was as honest with Willow as he could be. "We could try that...but I do not know how it will work..."
In her mind the image of war was entirely different. She had no idea that the war was going to be entirely different and painful. Taking a breath in she looked to the books again. It really wasn't a book she'd consider before but it was interesting.
"What will it be like?" Willow asked unable to keep her tone from going dark. Before looking to the books she gave a thoughtful look.
"My, uh, dad he loves BBC documentaries. His favorite is those nature ones. Anyway..the predators find ways to thin the heard and pick them off. We could do the same, not kill, but...thin them from coming in.
Things were changing from what he had known. There were names he was giving and more people were being saved. Losses were still unavoidable but still it was not as he had expected. Severus could thank Willow and those who wanted to get involved for that.
It was another of her weekly "outbursts" and he had the young woman sat across the desk from him. As always she had decoded messages for him and he passed letters he needed sent out to her.
"Yes.. it is coming soon. With the news I have been following it appears within the week." He said slowly, an underlying pain laced in his words. And then man couldn't help the ghost of a smile when the girl asked about the spells. She had indeed taken a liking and been learning quite a lot. "We may go over them.."
There wouldn't be a way to tell how many people were saved unless notes was compared to the original timeline. Every time she listed a name and location given by Severus, she was told most of the people was taken elsewhere to safety. Each loss was acute though but they were saving them.
During her weekly "outburst" she was in his office before sliding the decoded message over.
"It's happening soon, isn't it?" Willow asked quietly. There was obvious fear in her tone. "Could we go over those spells again?"
It had surprised her that she had taken to learning Dark Arts so well, the objects fascinated her, and the spells would be useful.
Blakely nodded to the man. Asking careful questions would definitely be the way to go. And listening to the answers would tell them what they needed. She just hoped this quaint, sleepy little village had not yet been tainted by Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
[b "Until I understand how to ask... I think staying with you would be better."] The girl said, her own hand in her pocket with her wand. And slowly she walked with Remus. It was casual enough as there were others in the market. This couldn't go too badly, could it?
"Then ask carefully, anything unusual happening, ask about the woods and they will tell us. Giving lectures on being afraid and whatnot is not generally what they like though," Remus said. It was a cold sleepy village and there was people at the market today. "You can stay by me if you'd like."
Keeping the wand close in his jacket he started to the market casually. He was far better at wandering than staying home.
"You know we always know when students get lazy and do not do the full work. But I have to admit that even in faking it you had shown a lot of progress. Not nearly as lazy." The man was just letting her know simple observations that he had made. It was not really insulting just facts.
When he saw how it worked he nodded slowly. From the looks of the box it was well done from students doing it but also limited. "Stronger magic.." He said slowly and quietly. Since she had written what she had, Severus was going to see if he might help.
Her words and motion to the book on his desk caught his eye. "If you make sure not to be caught with it.
"I, uh, actually didn't do most of the last half. I just found ways around that..." Willow shrugged. It took more work to fake the work than it had been to do it.
It was fairly simple. The box came out with certain incantations and back in, an item was placed and copied with another spell. It only worked halfway at this point and needed stronger magic.
Thank you? That was weird. She looked to him weirdly before nodding in return. "Can I borrow this book?" She asked pointing to one of the dark arts book. They were limited to only a few books, and she was dying.
His words again struck something as the man spoke them. Again something more happened to lay beneathe. She wanted to ask, but shook her head slowly. [b "So is that saying you expect me to get into trouble and you guys have to save me?"] She asked, trying to lighten the mood a little.
In fifteen minutes, they had appeared in a small town in Germany. The air was chilled but it also felt nice to the girl. It was a sense of comfort, which many would have found odd. Green eyes went to the man as he spoke and she nodded. [b "But what if we do happen to find someone we don't want to and get into a full duel?"] She asked quietly.
"It's never too late to act young. Some people never learned how to be old," Remus gave a smile. He never had a chance, always had that old soul, around his friends he was given a second lease on life. The death of Sirius had shook him more than he cared to admit.
Within fifteen minutes they apperated to Germany. It was cold since it was September and this muggle town appeared to be ordinary. "Now, just to question the locals and then erase that memory."
"Very clever and well thought out. And I had known you managed it somehow with as much as you hated the class." The man said quietly as she wrote down the incantations and had explained it to him.
This would take a bit to sort out. But he knew that they would be able to figure it out. They had to. "Thank you for agreeing to do this." Severus said and moved over to look at what she had written
"It's not as simple as that. The boxes must be in a location on each end...and it's behind the Golden Knight statue," Willow answered awkwardly before she wrote down the incarnations. "That's how I managed to do potions fourth year."
When she didn't get it, she found a way around.
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