Stella had been relieved to find out that Remus had arranged for Aurin Helm to assist Caleb in registering with the Ministry. She didn't know Aurin well, but he was a member of the Order, and that alone gave her a measure of trust in him that little else could. Not that she wasn't still nervous- ever since the Full moon, she had realized that every day that Caleb wasn't on the Registry meant the Ministry's actions would be that much more severe once he did register.
She'd apparated over to Caleb's flat a little before 1, then apparated them both to Diagon Alley. Stella and Caleb were both unusually quiet as they walked hand-in-hand down the street until they reached Aurin's shop. Stella entered first, nervously biting her lip. "Aurin?"
Aurin didn't want a way out. In the short acquaintance he'd had with Caleb Moore, the Auror's attitude toward the whole operation had shifted, from doing Remus a favor owed, to upholding those of his own basic beliefs that conflicted with the agenda of the Ministry at large. Werewolves were people, not animals, and to treat them any differently was to violate their basic rights. Aurin had known that for a long time, intellectually, but only since meeting June had he begun to have a personal connection to the discrimination going on in the wizarding world against those inflicted with lycanthropism. As Ministry regulations targeting werewolves got stricter and stricter, Aurin had been feeling a sense of self-loathing that he couldn't stand up and speak out without losing his job, which would be a blow to the Order, where his higher loyalties lay. Now, he had a chance to do something, and while the risk if he was discovered was great, the benefit of pulling it off was even greater
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Caleb was stunned by not only Aurin's words, but by the passion in his voice as he spoke them. For a moment, he just stared at the man. Finally, Caleb stood and held out his hand to Aurin. "I appreciate the help, and if you ever need anything, honestly anything, I hope you'll let me know. I owe you. I owe you big," he said, meaning every word.
Whatever Aurin's motivations, he was still taking a risk to do what he thought was right, and Caleb could respect that. There were very few people left in the world willing to do the right thing, and he'd been pleasantly surprised at the number of people who were trying to help him sort things out. Caleb hadn't a clue how he could ever repay Aurin and Remus, but he made a vow to himself that he would find away.
((I think I'll wrap things up here, if that's all right with you. Then we can move on to the Registration thread and fill up that placeholder!))When Caleb stood, Aurin stood as well, and took the hand offered in a firm handshake that had all the significance that the small gesture could contain. He grinned, a genuinely friendly expression that broke the serious atmosphere of the conversation and restored some lightness to his tone. "I don't normally like to call in favors, but in this case I think you're right; I can't say I know when, though. Maybe never. But it's good to know we're on the same side
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She'd apparated over to Caleb's flat a little before 1, then apparated them both to Diagon Alley. Stella and Caleb were both unusually quiet as they walked hand-in-hand down the street until they reached Aurin's shop. Stella entered first, nervously biting her lip. "Aurin?"
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Whatever Aurin's motivations, he was still taking a risk to do what he thought was right, and Caleb could respect that. There were very few people left in the world willing to do the right thing, and he'd been pleasantly surprised at the number of people who were trying to help him sort things out. Caleb hadn't a clue how he could ever repay Aurin and Remus, but he made a vow to himself that he would find away.
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