The Grants Artefacts

25 Tomb Raider

Tomb Raider

"That bastard," Arun screamed as they landed in the western desert. Lupin fell away from her. "That no good, double-crossing, bastard!" She kicked at sand and rock, "He's made it twice as hard now! Twice as hard!"

"Arundel-"

"And now the ministry know don't they, they know about the werewolves and they know about me and the Americans and the trade. They know and they will go blundering in and they will get my sister killed!"

Arundel-"

"We have to attack them, we have to get my sister back, Sod the Artefacts!"

Lupin collapsed onto his side. Arundel's eyes widened and she ran to him. His leg was bleeding, a small round hole penetrated the front but the back was shot away. Lupin was going pale, he was shaking and his eyes were rolling into his head. Arun dived into her travel trunk and pulled out potions. She used the Vulnera Sanentur spell to stem the bleeding and mend the worst of the damage, alongside a blood replenishing potion and she dragged him into her shrunken case and sat him on the sofa. Lupin drifted in and out of consciousness. "Have you anything for the pain?" he gasped. She gave him ibuprofen and paracetamol; sometimes Muggle drugs did the trick.

She sat with him throughout the night, reading old books and silently fuming about being double-crossed. Lupin woke up in the early hours of the morning but Arun hadn't managed to get any sleep and when he turned onto his side she looked up at him. "Sorry, today was not..."

"Don't apologize, He didn't get the spike, the artefacts or the location of the werewolves. We most likely gained more than we lost."

"You nearly lost a leg."

"Muggle weapons hurt."

"Yep, yes they do." Arun closed her book and scratched the back of her head. Lupin watched her for a moment, then he tried to sit up.

"I haven't taken my wolfsbane."

"I know."

"I'm going to be useless in this fight."

"Maybe if you take today's and you might have some ability to direct your rage..."

"It's a risk."

Arun didn't answer him. She studied her nails as she thought about what to do. "How much do you think James Deacon told the Ministry?"

"He's like you right? A tomb robber?"

"Mercenary," Arundel corrected. "But yes. He wants the Oran Spike, but he's not inclined to work for Dark Wizards, I do believe that."

"You think he's got a plan?"

"I think he's offered the Ministry the Grants Artefacts in exchange for the Oran Spike, and he's banking on the ministry running the Americans out, but in the process he condemns my sister. He wasn't expecting me to turn up today with you. The quantity of Wolfsbane we stole will be enough proof to make the ministry aware that I have reinforcements."

"Do you know anybody who works for the Aruas here?"

"No."

"I do."

Arun tilted her head, "who?"

"Albus Dumbledore has a friend, Babajide Akingbade who is-"

"I don't want to involve Dumbledore."

Lupin scratched the back of his neck. Arun studied him with wide eyes, "Seriously Lupin?" she screeched.

"Without his orders there is no way in hell I would go anywhere near Fenrir Greyback." Lupin told her, he leaned in. "Arun listen to me," he took her by the shoulder and forced her round to face him. "If you want to win you have to trust us to help."