Wizarding World one-shots

The Raven Meets the Auror (Thashma)

Theseus Scamander did not get the opportunity to go into the field as often ever since he had become Head Auror of the British Ministry of Magic. Most of his days were spent filling out paperwork in his office.

So when he heard that a femme fatale, the daughter of Ronald Fahlstrom, was spotted in Diagon Alley, he jumped at the chance to go out.

As he briskly walked through Diagon Alley, he looked around at the various shops. With the cool winter air ruffling his brown hair, he could almost feel as if he was on holiday.

Almost.

Ashma Fahlstrom ran past him, carrying a bundle of Galleons that she had just stolen. She recognized him almost instantly. Between his brown hair, eyes, and tall stature, it was impossible not to.

Rather than rushing past, like most criminals probably would, she stopped in front of him, taking off her black hat and giving him a bow.

"Mr. Scamander."

She winked one of her sparkling red eyes, smirking, before putting her hat back on and sprinting away.

Theseus was confused to say the least, but amused. He began to sprint after her.

"Miss Fahlstrom! I'd like a word with you!"

As he ran, his hand went to his pocket and he drew out his wand.

Ashma glanced behind, noticing how he was following her. While running past a lamppost, she hooked her arm around it and jumped up. She spun around, grinning.

"How very rude of me. I don't believe I introduced myself Mr. Scamander." She held out her hand. "Ashma Fahlstrom."

Once Theseus caught up to her he took her hand, kissing it. Then, he gripped onto her wrist.

"Charmed." He pointed his wand at her. "You're under arrest."

In one swift movement, Ashma flipped over the lamppost. Using the momentum from the jump, she knocked him to the ground on his back. Theseus landed on the cobblestone ground, wincing.

Ashma leaned down, her legs on either side of his body. Her face was inches from his.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline Mr. Scamander."

Theseus gave a short laugh before putting one hand on the nape of her neck and the other on her waist. In one swift motion, he pulled her down. As she gasped, he rolled them over, so he was on top of her.

"And why might that be?" asked Theseus.

Ashma gritted her teeth together and grabbed onto his forearms, rolling them over so she once again was on top.

"Because I am a very busy woman." Her lips hovered over his, their breaths mingling together. She smirked. "And I have places to be."

"Do you now?" His brown eyes flickered to her lips before going back to her eyes. "And just where do you have to be?"

She put a finger on his lips, shaking her head. "Now I can't tell you love, or it'll ruin the mystery."

Ashma quickly got to her feet and started to run off again. As she took a few steps forward, she turned around and gave him a small two fingered salute with a grin on her face.

Slightly winded, Theseus got to his feet. He had noticed how his pulse quickened every time she touched him, and he didn't like it.

"Bombarda!"

A few yards away from her, the cobblestone corner of a storefront collapsed, forming a large blockade.

Ashma smirked and turned around, leaning against the broken stones. She waited for him to catch up before speaking again.

"Impressive," she said. "But I have an ace up my sleeve."

Theseus stood in front of her, his hands on his hips and a matching smile on his own face.

"Care to enlighten me, darling?"

Ashma stood on her toes, leaning in close to him. Her lips hovered over his.

"I'll see you around love."

In an instant, her clothes and hat fell to the ground. Theseus's eyebrows raised.

A black raven emerged from the clothes, flying up in front of his face. It gave him a wink with one of its ruby red eyes before flying off into the London sky.

For a few moments, Theseus remained in the same spot, watching the raven fly off.

Then, he started to laugh.