We have come to the end. This epilogue is the final installation in the Story Mash-Up project, a Harry Potter themed fan fiction that involves bloggers (Eve, Joan, Trisha, Michelle, Ash, Kaycee, and me) taking turns to write installments in the story following the lives of the characters we create, at Hogwarts. It has been an absolutely crazy ride, with all the diverse characters and the way the story came together. Thanks again, Joan, for coming up with this brilliant idea, and for having us all onboard. So, people, here is the epilogue of the character I created.
DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter is a trademark and a property of JK Rowling. The credits for some of the references present in this story belong to her. The words and the non-canon characters were created and therefore owned by the bloggers involved in this project.
Here are the previous chapters, which you should check out, if you haven’t already:
Here are the epilogues:
Epilogue: Dalton Chase
There was no path anywhere, but Dalton walked through the woods as if it was his backyard. He met Yokitori earlier that day. Yokitori was given detention for being a part of that outrageous plan. Had Dalton not talked to the Headmistress, it would’ve been worse, but luckily she knew him well enough to consider what he had to say.
Poor little kid didn’t know who he was anymore.
Dalton knew that revealing the truth about Yokitori so easily must’ve disturbed him. That was why he explained to him how easy it was to read his face. And more importantly, he talked about his more insignificant exploits as an Auror.
It’s all pointless anyway.
Finally, he reached The Three Broomsticks. He knew that there were kids waiting for him to come, which no kid, or an adult for that matter, had ever done before. He walked ahead, and pushed the door.
These kids, they’re my friends now?
The door swung open with a creak. Indira looked first, followed by Percy and Emily, they knew who it was.
“Yes, okay, you’ve all brushed, I see everyone’s bright sparkling teeth. Now stop smiling before your mouths tear, and resume the Butterbeer.”
This didn’t offend any of the girls. Even though they barely knew Dalton, they did know enough about him to realise that he was being polite to them. Dalton lazily walked across to them and sat in the empty seat beside Indira.
The girls had almost finished their drinks. Dalton ordered for more Butterbeers, he knew they would be needed.
“What do you want to have, Dalton?”, Percy asked.
“We’re in The Three Broomsticks, kid. What do you think I want, a cauldron?”
“How about we buy you a Butterbeer?”, said Indira, and chuckled.
Dalton’s bored eyes turned to Indira. “I’d rather withstand the Cruciatus Curse.”, he said. Percy and Emily giggled, that was a comparison that showed what he really thought of Butterbeer. He looked at the shelves, extended his hand, and said “Firewhisky”. Out of nowhere, a bottle came flying into his hand. The girls stopped drinking and stared in disbelief.
“You didn’t just.., how did you do that?”, Emily asked, echoing the question in Indira and Percy’s minds. None of them had seen anything like that before.
Dalton looked at her, and looked at the bottle. He pretended to be surprised and said, “Oh, this? It’s called magic. Surely you’ve heard of it.”, and started drinking.
The Butterbeers came as the girls still looked at Dalton in disbelief. Percy saw that the bartender brought two extra glasses of Butterbeer. “I’m going to die if I drink an extra one, Dalton.”, she said.
He pointed the bottle at the door.
“But they won’t.”
Aislin was blushing and Min Hye was giggling as they came into the pub. Everyone who was supposed to be there was there now. With their entrance, Dalton realised what they would be talking about.
Trip down memory lane, glad I came prepared.
“Can’t believe that Yokitori knew all that and yet chose not to tell us until he was confronted about it.”, Min Hye said. She continued, “To even think that Alexander Fleamont did whatever he did to Ashley because of the influence of Imperius Curse makes me sad. He shouldn’t have been expelled, you know?”
“Who said he was expelled?”, asked Dalton.
“He was expelled from the school, what are you talking about?”, asked Aislin, who was sharing the most quizzical look along with Emily.
“No, he wasn’t expelled. He got transferred to another school. I know it, because I oversaw the transfer.”, Dalton said.
“You’re kidding me, right?”, asked Indira.
“I’m way too tired for that, remind me to do that the next time we talk about serious stuff.”
Indira couldn’t stop herself from asking, “Anyway, what did you do after we took Emily to the hospital wing? We couldn’t find you anywhere at Hogsmeade nor at The Shrieking Shack.”
About time they asked this question.
“It is said that someone took the Gladstone brothers captive, who defiantly told that they wouldn’t tell him anything. He tried being nice to them, but they didn’t yield. So, he took sometime and ultimately convinced them. After that, they didn’t just talk. They sang. The unnamed hero got the names of everyone who was involved in the conspiracy, and with a little help from another significant person who wasn’t at Hogwarts for a fortnight, he went around doing vigilante work. He captured them, made them sing too, recorded it all on tape, and dispatched all the people and the tapes to the Auror Department head. Also, the Head received a chocolate frog with a note stapled to it which said ‘You’re welcome’. Wonder who that was.”
Indira, Aislin, Percy and Min Hye burst into a round of applause. His capabilities were incredible. For a second Aislin wondered who exactly Dalton was when a question popped into her mind.
“How did the unnamed hero convince them to sing?”
“There are a lot of stories, but the one I personally think is true is that he told them how strong a car battery and two jumper cables are. He also offered to give them a demonstration, but they were convinced by then. That’s the end of it, I see someone whose psyche is getting affected by this little flashback.”
Emily was silent, she was still feeling bad over what she did to Indira. Indira was a nice person, she didn’t deserve to have all that rough time.
“I’m impressed with your recovery, Emily. You shouldn’t really sneak out like this, but it’s fine.”, Dalton said, and winked at Indira. She realised that he already knew that the reason why she brought Emily along with her. Emily looked at Dalton with a weak smile, she didn’t know what to say.
No one was forcing a conversation. The mutual silence they shared was not uncomfortable to anyone, they had already been through a lot for that.
Dalton looked at Aislin and said, “Great game, Sunshine. Early in the game, that was a great manoeuvre. It’s been some time since I’ve seen some class.” Aislin smiled, she didn’t mind being called Sunshine now.
“Also, that wasn’t me under the commentator’s box. I ain’t a kid, I have better seats to the matches. Talking of commentary, Min Hye, If you can use the phrase ‘nansy-pansy’ to describe someone, I’ll get you all a week’s worth of free drinks here. After watching Sunshine turning up the heat on the opponents, I realised that a good deal of players we have now are just trolls with broomsticks. It might be hard to recognize them, but their dim-wittedness is on the same level as Sunshine’s excellence at flying.”
The girls laughed, sharing a drink with Dalton was turning out to be much more fun than they expected.
“I’m just curious, what will happen to the two brothers and guy in the Ministry and the other people in the conspiracy?”, Percy asked. She went with everyone to take Emily to the hospital wing that day, and Dalton didn’t tell anyone what he was going to do with them.
“Let’s just say that they will be sent to a place where the punishment for any misdeed is horrific and soul-sucking.”, Dalton said, with a small smirk on his face. They got the subtle hint, and didn’t say anything. Every single one of them deserved it.
They sat in silence as they finished their drinks.
Dalton was gulping down a second bottle as the girls walked to the door.
She turned to look at him.
“I can live nowhere and anywhere. You can have the Shrieking Shack every month.”
Indira was stunned. A werewolf is a bad thing to be in a society, but she never expected such help from anyone. She opened her mouth to refuse this offer, but Dalton interjected saying, “No, you’re not refusing it. You’re doing it, and I’ll take care of things.”
“Thank you.”, she whispered. He had saved her life in the last few days, and now he gave her his house when she needed it desperately.
Just as Emily was opening the door, Percy asked, “Mr. Chase, are you stoned?”
He put down his drink and looked at them. Ther were smiling, they seemed happy. He raised his bottle, almost as a toast to their happiness and well-being.
As they left, he took out his pipe and started smoking the fresh batch of opium he brought with him. The hand which held the empty bottle trembled as the opium launched into overdrive.
I’m not stoned, I’m just high. Higher than you can imagine.
That’s the end. I’ve got to let go of the story now. I hope you enjoyed this little mad project that’s been going on from December. This has been great fun, and I would love to work on something like this again. I’ll see you people soon, the blog is up and running again, the little hibernating session is over.