Office, Sweet Office

[Professor Liam Imura]

Liam sat at his office reading a letter his darling twin girls had sent him. Aloud, he murmured it to himself in delight, ignoring their spelling mistakes and misshaped letters with ease.

DA!

Laine wants to write first so she is...the meanie.

Daddy, we're fine here but it's been raining! I wish it would stop so Mary and I could go flying! Mum says we're being childish whining, so we're telling you about it. Can you make the rain stop, daddy?

Hi da, this is Mary. I wish you were here with us- mum's so boring. All she does is sit around and read and feed us and stuff. She doesn't like to play with us. Please come visit!!

We love you daddy!

Laine and Mary Imura

P.S. (you taught us that, 'member?) We're sending this before mum can find it so excuse the ink stains?

The girls were quite literate for three-year-olds, and Liam was proud of them. Knowing that their mother would read his next letter to them before letting the girls read it, he held off on doing so, not wanting his daughters to get into trouble. But for now, he was smiling happily and kept reading the letter over and over again, severely missing his twins.

[Davin Chase]

As hesitant as he was in the past Davin couldn't find a way to hold back. He stood leaning against the door frame to Liam's office noting some of what he was doing. It'd been a while since he and Liam had seen eachother not that in anyway in could or would matter. Feeling lost, confused and happy for what he could figure out he shook his head in disgust to the unknown. Things had gotten worse and not just for him. Surly he gave a short knock on the door frame to let Liam know of his arrival. This time he couldn't hold back. If his sister got hurt he'd end up blaming hinself and Chance would probably go back to the way things were causing both them great mishap. Knowing how far this could lead he decided not to give way to anything either. Disaster was the last thing anyone at this school needed.

[Professor Liam Imura]

Liam looked up at the knock and saw Davin. It took him a moment to register whom the man was but once he did, he smiled and rose to his feet, putting the letter down on his desk. At a shocking six feet and eleven inches, Liam had grown quite a lot since his days as a Chaser on Ireland's team, back then being about 6'3", a little shorter than Sarentegra was now. So within about two years, he'd shot up a good 8 inches but didn't plan on growing any taller. His hair had stayed about the same length though, still long and still aburn as always. Davin...I haven't seen you in years, he said, clearly pleased. He didn't know why Davin was there, but he didn't think it would be something bad. Usually he would've thought the worst of things, but the letter from Mary and Laine made him very happy.

[Davin Chase]

Davin couldn't help but smile in return. It ws true they hadn't seen eachother for quite a while. Trying to keep in contact was out of the question since he was constantly moving with the Translyvania Quidditch Team. Though younger than Liam his quidditch experiance traveled way furthor and more experianced. He hadn't given up and had taught Charlie almost everything he knew aside from the fact she'd taught him just as much. "Oui Liam! It has been while." He spoke forcing his voice to keep steadyas not trying to arouse anything quite yet. Whatever happened, happened for the best, right?

[Professor Liam Imura]

Liam's fingers constantly itched for the Quaffle and he could often be seen flying at breakneck speeds on his firebolt out on the Pitch. The Firebolt he had custom-made for him was still at home, locked securely away from every single person but him, as it only responded to his wand and his voice, so all was well. Despite loving his teaching position, he was seriously considering quitting after this term to join up the team again, as he knew there was always a place for him there. Not to be rude but, what're you doing here? And...how'd you know this was my office? he asked, quite puzzled. He didn't know that Sarentegra had been in Hogsmeade, thinking she was still secluding herself from everyone else in her dorm room.

[Davin Chase]

"I ran into your sister, Sarentegra, down in Hogsmeade after talking with Charlie and chance. I asked her if she knew where you were and she told me you'd be here." As much as he wanted to hold back from everything that had been going on he knew he couldn't for much longer. The aurors wanted them done away with and they'd found a way to get the Death Eaters off the street for good. This time he wouldn't hold back."I'm on the run again Liam. Though this time becuase I was framed. THe aurors are getting smarter and have found a way to kill of the rest of the remaining Death Eaters. Chance is next. There's only two they'll spare for the time being. Something leaked out to the ministry about Sarentegra's being a werewolf a death threat to the school. How that got out I have no idea. Words travels fast and I'm within an inch of being thrown over. I hit my last resort and had to come to you. How I knew you were here I thank god I haven't lost contact with Charlie or who know's what would've happened."

[Professor Liam Imura]

As the information come flooding into his ears, he ordered his brain to think rationally and think everything over carefully. The Ministry thought Sarentegra was a threat? His anger flared and his eyes sparked, that damnable temper of his. They were going to kill Davin? His muscles bulged as he clenched his fists, his temper mounting. Remembering what he had just told himself, he took a deep breath to calm himself- nothing was scarier than an Imura on a rampage, except for maybe a verry ticked off mother Hungarian Horntail, but they had horns on their tails, who wouldn't be scared of them? What do you need me to do? But remember- I have two daughters to think about, so please don't ask me to do anything that would endanger them, he warned his old friend. Despite long ties, Liam Imura's children were more important than anything in the world to him.

[Davin Chase]

"There is not much that I can ask of you. But you need to keep Sarentegra safe and out of danger. As long as I'm on the move with the Translyvania Team I won't be in danger. As for the other two: Charlie and Chance will have to fend on their own. I'd help if I could but ever since Kato's disappearance I've had little faith in what I can do. Kato taught me alot as did I to him. THings are changing I can only ask you keep your sister safe and try to maintain a low profile. It'll be safer for all of us." Davin tried to keep his voice out of concern and acomplished that pretty well. Times were changing and wouldn't stop as long as timed remained. What little he could do to protect those he cared about he'd try to do. He couldn't arose Charlie again, not like he did 7 years ago. He'd never forgive himself if he did that again.

[Professor Liam Imura]

Oh, Davin didn't need to worry about Liam keeping Sarentegra safe- the family he was born into: meaning his parents and his two sisters- Sarentegra and Anelle, were right up there with his daughters. His wife? Eh...he didn't really know any more ever since he met Arion. Arion seemed much more like the woman he would like to spend his life with than his current wife Corinne did- Corinne was stern and strict with the girls, telling them they were foolish to wish that the rain was gone without even telling them why. Sure, it prevented them from flying around on their toy broomsticks (they were Chasers in the making), but it helped the crops grow ripe and full as well as kept their Emerald Isle, well, emerald.

Have no worries- Sarentegra is lying low right now out of her own will. Apparently just about everyone in school knows about her mishap with Connor and she doesn't like being the centre of attention unless it's with Quiddtich. If you need anything though, you know you can call upon me, he assured, putting his hand on his friend's shoulder, looking down at him, a very small grin upon his lips. He wasn't trying to brush the whole situation off, just trying to ease Davin's nerves a bit- a high-strung victim was easy prey.