𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃

Song:
Little Dark Age (MGMT)
"If you get out of bed, come find us heading for the bridge. Bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age"

A/N: Violence, verbal sexual assault (idk if that's the correct term. Please correct me if it is not.)

Callisto managed over that week to come into terms with a very important thing.

She had absolutely nothing to hold her back from fighting in the war.

The person she loved most didn't even hesitate to say he'd fight as soon as he graduated, so would her friends that seemed more like a family in hindsight. She had no vulnerable relatives to keep a low profile for and there was never going to be a child she'd have to stay alive for.

It was truly ironic how she, of all people, was the ideal soldier. Each and every one of them could find something to stay out of the war for, except for her. It was a blessing and a curse, knowing that there was no reason for her to step down and hide, hoping this would all be over.

"Lemon truffles."

The gargoyle spun around, revealing the staircase she went up with much more confidence than she had the previous time. Callisto was willing to bet that Dumbledore was sitting on the edge of his seat waiting for her response, just by the way he studied the Slytherin Table during the meals.

"Come in!" The cheerful voice said from the other side of the room. She opened the door, slightly taken aback to see that there were even more people in the office than the previous time she was called in.

Next to Dumbledore there was Moody, just as she had expected, but this time, there were also two tall men, with ginger hair and dark brown eyes. From their appearance, it was safe to assume they were twins, although one of them had freckles splattered on his cheeks and nose, while the other hadn't.
There was also a woman, much shorter than the rest, with short brown hair and blunt bangs that stopped right above her dark brown eyes. Her hand was tied with a white bandage, strapped close to her chest, and although her features seemed like they would shine with kindness, she looked at Callisto with utmost suspicion.

"Miss Claire." Dumbledore acknowledged. "You already know Alastor. These are Fabian and Gideon Prewett, aurors in training and Miss Alice Fortesque, also auror in training."

Fabian and Gideon waved, mischievous smirks on their lips, while Alice looked completely indifferent.

"Everyone, this is Callisto Claire." Dumbledore introduced. "I believe you have decided."

"I want to join."

Callisto could have sworn he breathed out in relief, a smile on his lips as he nodded. The atmosphere in the room seemed to lighten as Callisto saw Fabian slip a few coins into Gideon's palm, the latter sending her a cheeky wink that got interrupted as Moody knocked his head slightly with the cane he was holding.