Interest in the Aurors (Gabriele)

[James Philius Haden]

James still sat in his seat, even after the class had left. He kicked his feet up, knowing that the teacher would yell at him, but he did it for comfort sake. He sat silently reading the Defense Against the Dark Arts text book, waiting for the last person to leave.

The audible slam came as the last one left, "Ms. Hedy, do you ever wonder if the Dark Arts are still a real threat like they were?' He asked in a mono toned voice reading the book still not breaking his eyes sight from it. He turned the page "Do you think that the people who use them are truly evil?" He asked as he closed the book and put it in his bag "Aren't the aurors who hunt them just at condemned? Don't they have to be evil to catch evil?" He said standing up from his seat dusting his school robes off and walked around with his hands behind his back. "I wonder what sacrifice they have made for the greater cause..." He said walking to a old scroll framed stating who the original aurors were. This was not like James, normally he would be flirting up a storm with the teacher but something was on his mind. Something was eating at him. It was like this all day, and this being his last class he decided to stay for a talk, even more unlike him.

He sighed heavily and walked around looking at Ms. Hedy but in a way looking past her, his mismatched eyes looking troubled. Even his walk, as proud and up beat it normalsl was, was shadowed, twisted into something dark. "My father once told me to be a auror you must give up the ones you loved. I never understood what he meant, he was at the ministry but he was not an auror." He paced around some more.