alastor moody

alastor moody

[isalmoody]

When Alastor had something he wanted to take off his mind, his usual plan of action was to drink. It was an unhealthy coping mechanism, he knew that, but it was all he’d ever really learned, over the years. He figured it was this or journaling, but even then journaling would mean confronting problems instead of ignoring them.

He never expected Amelia Bones to be a problem.

She wasn’t, really. She was brilliant, and he respected her more than most anyone else at the ministry, yet... it was her birthday, and instead of being at her party, he was at home, and the most out of it he’d felt in a while. Of course, the liquor in his system wasn’t helping him feel less out of it, but it was something to keep his mind off of how bad he felt for ditching Bones’ party.

It took a lot of sitting on his couch to get there, but Al felt increasingly like, fuck it, what’s stopping me from showing up late. That was... fine, right? And he could apparate there in no time at  all, and hopefully not lose a limb. Why not, Moody?

The wonderful thing about just how drunk he felt was that he was too drunk to notice that, to even an untrained eye, he had obviously pregamed pretty hard. When he got to the venue, the first thing he did was find the girl of the hour.

“Agent Bones, birthday girl!” he said, pulling her in for a hug, “Am I too late?”

@bravebones​

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[isalmoody]

Amelia Bones was unlike anybody else Alastor had ever worked with before. She was talented, that much was rather sure; she caught onto things much quicker than most, and teaching her took little effort on his part. With her, it was more a matter of figuring out what he could possibly give her that would keep her busy, or at the very least wasn’t too boring - when he was in training, he remembered feeling some degree of annoyed or bored most of the time. He didn’t want her to lose any of the enthusiasm that she seemed to have, especially not because of him. “Right, let’s play nice,”  he said, assuming that what she said was some level of teasing, though he didn’t get the reference. When she changed, Al was more than aware of some warmth rising to his cheeks, though it was only because he felt his choice in clothes hadn’t been ideal. The robes felt very out of place, especially here. “Well, then, since you’re the fashion expert and all, why don’t I put you in charge of my outfit?”

[isalmoody]

a matter of taste

This was decidedly the opposite of Al’s scene. He knew that much without even entering the club, just from the distant pulsing of the music inside - it was too much to be anything he’d normally want to do, but he wasn’t here to have fun. The brief had been simple enough: catch the bad guy, stick him in Azkaban, and go home. It was a high profile case, as was most anything Moody got involved with, but not such a high profile case that he couldn’t bring his trainee on the case. Amelia was as capable and bright as they came in training, but he hadn’t seen much of what she was like out in the real world, when she was hexing some of the most dangerous individuals in the wizarding world. He felt certain that, in a theoretical sense, she was more than equipped to handle this, but one could never really tell. He’d seen more than enough talented trainees completely freeze up on missions.

“Alright, Bones,” he said, looking her dead on, “Remember the brief, remember why we’re here, and stay focused. I want constant vigilance, you hear me?”

@bravebones