Jason made his way from the hospital wing as quickly as he could. This was, he assumed, about Moody. It wasn't an interview he particularly wanted, but he supposed he had to get it over with. He just hoped he wouldn't have to talk to the Auror again. Ever.
Strange - he thought his adoptive mother would be present, and Madam Pomfrey, but he couldn't see them anywhere.
"Come in, Mr. Travers." He had thought the door had been left open. Ah well.
"Have a seat and don't worry. You're not in any trouble." He had thought carefully as to what he should say to the students when they came to his office and decided on something akin to neutrality.
"Silly boy - you're not supposed to knock on an open door!" Rachel hissed, but Jason silently shushed her. This whole situation was beginning to make him nervous. Where were Mum and Pomfrey?
"No thank you, sir," Jason said shyly. Rachel sniffed. "Lemon drops are yucky, anyway!" she whispered, but Jason tried his best to ignore her.
Some students were problem cases. Some students needed a little bit of a push in the right direction. Some students just confused the hell out of Dumbledore and he felt no shame in admitting that Mr. Travers was one of those latter cases.
Did the boy mutter something under his breath?
"As you're well aware, Mr. Travers, there is a complaint box out there and these issues must be addressed through the proper channels in order to make headway in relieving any issues before they got out of hand."
He'd be lying if he discounted Mr. Malfoy's suicide attempt in the whole complaint idea. They needed a way to communicate with students a bit better and to find problems before they could escalate.
"I'm afraid that there has been a complaint lodged against you. It states that you should be allowed to wear women's clothing. I do hope that you understand why you're not permitted to do such things."
Jason frowned. Then... this wasn't about Moody? Didn't Dumbledore know yet?
"Women's clothes? I don't wear them to class anymore, sir, in compliance with the rules. My mother makes sure of that. Why would someone make such an odd complaint against me?"
"I know you don't, Mr. Travers. I'm not sure why someone would lodge such a complaint. In any case, it's more about me than you in terms of degradation. I just wanted to make sure that you were aware of this and that you fully understand why you're wearing boy's clothes rather than girl's. I can't imagine why anyone would want to write something like this save to disrupt your current situation."
Jason was beginning to feel slightly annoyed, but he gave no sign of it. A man of Dumbledore's stature in the wizarding world cared more about what his students wore to class than having a pervert like Moody running around? The man was clearly a crackpot. Not for the first time, Jason saw exactly why most Slytherins didn't care for the Headmaster
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Not having been told anything about Moody, for Pomfrey's report still sat upon her desk, Albus could only deal with the situation at hand.
At that point, he was slightly pleased that Mr. Travers was getting the idea so quickly. "I'm delighted you see things so maturely, Mr. Travers. That was the only issue that needed discussing at this time."
Something twinged on the forefront of Jason's mind but Albus didn't use Legilimancy. He would not do such a thing unless it proved necessary and, thus far, he had not been given any sign. "If there's anything I can do for you, you have but to ask." All the same, it was best to leave issues open.
Jason hoped he could be excused before he started to get really angry, or Rachel did, which would be worse. As it was, he remained calm. He couldn't believe he'd been called into Dumbledore's office for something so trivial!
"You're very welcome." Albus leaned back in his chair, pleased that the first meeting went so well.
He sensed a great deal of anger coming from the young child. "Is there something else you wish to tell me, Mr. Travers?" His voice was kept gentle and unthreatening.
"Not really, sir," Jason replied, choosing his words carefully. "I suppose... I'm kind of annoyed at whoever made that complaint. It just seemed such a silly thing."
He had no intention of letting Dumbledore know about Rachel. If he had to reveal her to an adult, it would be Madame Moreau, Professor Grimsby or Professor Riddle, someone he actually had respect for.
"Yes, well, many things can seem silly to one and serious to another. I still have to follow up on these issues regardless of my own personal opinion. My apologies for keeping you here so late. You're dismissed, Mr. Travers. Feel free to take back some lemon drops with you if you so desire."
"Thank you, Headmaster." Jason stood to go, intending to ignore the lemon drops as Rachel so obviously disliked them. However, he decided to take a few for Serj. Small children loved sweets.
As Jason left, he again thought how silly Dumbledore's reaction to the complaint had been. Really, the old man wasn't much of a Headmaster.
Strange - he thought his adoptive mother would be present, and Madam Pomfrey, but he couldn't see them anywhere.
He knocked tentatively.
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"Have a seat and don't worry. You're not in any trouble." He had thought carefully as to what he should say to the students when they came to his office and decided on something akin to neutrality.
"Would you care for a lemon drop?"
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"No thank you, sir," Jason said shyly. Rachel sniffed. "Lemon drops are yucky, anyway!" she whispered, but Jason tried his best to ignore her.
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Did the boy mutter something under his breath?
"As you're well aware, Mr. Travers, there is a complaint box out there and these issues must be addressed through the proper channels in order to make headway in relieving any issues before they got out of hand."
He'd be lying if he discounted Mr. Malfoy's suicide attempt in the whole complaint idea. They needed a way to communicate with students a bit better and to find problems before they could escalate.
"I'm afraid that there has been a complaint lodged against you. It states that you should be allowed to wear women's clothing. I do hope that you understand why you're not permitted to do such things."
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"Women's clothes? I don't wear them to class anymore, sir, in compliance with the rules. My mother makes sure of that. Why would someone make such an odd complaint against me?"
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At that point, he was slightly pleased that Mr. Travers was getting the idea so quickly. "I'm delighted you see things so maturely, Mr. Travers. That was the only issue that needed discussing at this time."
Something twinged on the forefront of Jason's mind but Albus didn't use Legilimancy. He would not do such a thing unless it proved necessary and, thus far, he had not been given any sign. "If there's anything I can do for you, you have but to ask." All the same, it was best to leave issues open.
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Jason hoped he could be excused before he started to get really angry, or Rachel did, which would be worse. As it was, he remained calm. He couldn't believe he'd been called into Dumbledore's office for something so trivial!
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He sensed a great deal of anger coming from the young child. "Is there something else you wish to tell me, Mr. Travers?" His voice was kept gentle and unthreatening.
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He had no intention of letting Dumbledore know about Rachel. If he had to reveal her to an adult, it would be Madame Moreau, Professor Grimsby or Professor Riddle, someone he actually had respect for.
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As Jason left, he again thought how silly Dumbledore's reaction to the complaint had been. Really, the old man wasn't much of a Headmaster.
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