Bones, Susan | Investigative Auror

OTHER NAMES :: Suzy

AGE :: 24

BIRTHDAY :: April 22, 1980

MAGICALITY :: Half-Blood

NATIONALITY :: English

JOB :: Investigative Auror

POLITICAL LEANING :: Alohomora Party

RESIDENCE :: Lives in a flat in London but also owns the family house in Canterbury

WAND :: Aspen, Dragon Heartstring, 11”, unyielding

HOGWARTS HOUSE :: Hufflpeuff

SPECIAL ABILITIES :: N/A

Susan is 5’7” and 49 killograms, 110 pounds. She has long wavy brown. As a kid she wore her hair in two plaits which in her fourth year because one plait which would turn into no plait by her sixth year. She has bright eyes, always looked curious as a child but in recent years looked worn and tired. In a laid-back environment she wears jeans and t-shirt. But in a formal environment she wears black and white, usually a blouse and a skirt and sometimes dresses .

Perfect

Susan was born on the sunny afternoon of April 22, 1980 to Andrew and Eileen Bones. Andrew’s whole family was excited despite the fact that Andrew’s older brother, Edgar, already had four kids. Andrew’s older sister, Amelia took a real liking to Susan from the second the met. Eileen choose Amelia as Susan’s godmother. The picked Edgar as Susan’s godfather. Kept it all in the family. For those years during the war, everything was perfect. Susan was a beautiful little girl curious about the world. When they war ended things changed, Andrew started drinking after Edgar died. He never hurt anyone, just got ‘silly’ as Eileen told Susan. Susan went to a muggle primary school, where she made many friends. Her mother being a muggle, insisted on it.

No Such Thing As Perfect

Susan sat crossed legged on her bed. She looked up at her father with her bright blue eyes. She was barely seven-years-old and the world was still filled the rainbows and butterflies. She loved her father’s stories about the magical world. She, of course, had been there but never to Hogwarts. She wondered what her father would talk about. She also wondered where mummy was, she was gone at bed time.“What story are you going to tell me tonight?” asked Susan. “Well..I’m..going..to..tell..you…about.you’re..Uncle..Edgar,” slurred Andrew. Susan scrunched up her nose, daddy smelt funny. “Who’s Uncle Edgar?” asked Susan. “Who’s EDGAR? Who’s EDGAR! Stupid girl, he’s my brother,” snapped Andrew. Tears formed in Susan’s eyes, daddy never yelled at her. “He was stupid too. Got him and his whole family blown up. He just had to fallow that old coot,” snarled Andrew under his breath. Susan was mortified by someone getting blow up, like on cartoon. “MUMMY!” cried Susan pushing her father away and darting down the hallway. Daddy was scaring her again. Susan latched herself around her mother’s waist. “You’re mummy isn’t here and she ain’t coming back. She is as dead as doorknob!” growled Edgar stumbling into the hallway. Susan ran down the hallway sobbing. She ran straight into someone. Her Auntie Amelia. Susan wrapped her arms around her Auntie’s waist and hid behind her when her father got closer. “That is quite enough, Andrew,” said Amelia flatly, a storm brewing in her dark blue eyes. “Don’t tell me how to raise my kids,” growled Andrew. “Don’t talk to me in that tone,” warned Amelia. “Oh bark up a different tree,” said Andrew trying to step around Amelia. Amelia stepped into his way. “Change your tone. You have made enough of a mess to last a lifetime,” said Amelia. Susan crept into her parents’ room and hid under the bed covering her ears. That’s what mummy and daddy sounded like when they fought. She hated it when people fought. She covered her ears trying not to hear the yelling. She could see flashes of light from the hallway illuminating the bedroom but she closed her eyes. “Sweetie, it’s okay, come on out, it’s just me,” said Amelia. Susan heard the door shut. Susan peeked through her hands but only could see her Auntie’s shoes and work pants. “Come on out,” said Amelia. Susan slowly came out from under the bed. “Where’s mummy?” asked Susan. “Well, your mum had to leave us,” said Amelia. “Where is she?” insisted Susan. “Far away,” replied Amelia. “How far away and when will she be back?” asked Susan. “Susan, your mummy isn’t coming back. There was a car accident. She died,” said Amelia drawing a deep breath. “I want MUMMY!” cried Susan. “I know you want her,” said Amelia tears forming in her own eyes. “She’s gone like Russell is?” asked Susan, deeply confused. “Just like Russell,” said Amelia. Russell had been Susan’s dog, it was an elderly Yorkshire dog that just stopped breathing in the middle of the night. Susan just sat there starring at her Auntie. She wanted her mummy. Where was daddy? Why did he smell so funny?

Black Roses

Every year Susan and her Auntie Amelia visited Eileen’s grave. Susan had been left in Amelia’s care that night. It was clear that her father was no capable of taking care of her. If he wanted to ruin his own life there was nothing that could be done but her Auntie wouldn’t have any part of letting him ruin both his life and Susan’s. Susan stopped asking about her father when she eight. She stood starring down at her mother’s tombstone, now ten. Everything had changed for Susan. She moved to London with Amelia. Amelia got a two bedroom flat, and that was enough for the two of them. They often visited the family home in Canterbury, it had belonged to Susan’s grandparents. Susan had never gotten to meet her grandparents. They were buried along with her Uncle Edgar, his wife and children a few yards away. Susan put a black rose on her mother’s grave. She still had nine more in her hands for her other family members. Susan hated muggle cars. She refused to get into one. She barely tolerated buses. She swore she would never ride in a muggle car. Amelia tried to her to see reason but it was like talking to a wall. Once Susan set her mind, it wasn’t changing unless she wanted it to. She walked from gravestone to gravestone leaving behind the nine other black roses. She had never gotten to know the others but they had to be good people. Her Auntie Amelia told her about the First War when she asked why people say You-Know-Who. Her Auntie Amelia told her not to fear the name, it only gave him power. Auntie Amelia told Susan You-Know-Who was known as Voldemort and that’s what he should be called, well when they weren’t in public. They had to be good people if Voldemort and his followers killed them all, though she couldn’t see how her cousins had anything to do with it. Why did people have to die? Why did her family have to die? She hated death. It was never fair, though her Auntie Amelia disagreed and said in ‘death we are all equal’. Susan didn’t care. It still wasn’t fair so many people died. Susan choose black roses because death takes away the colours of the world. So a red rose wasn’t fitting because they died. They were gone. Bright flowers are living. You can’t put bright flowers on a grave. It wasn’t right. They were dead, you shouldn’t try to bring them back to life in your mind.

All-Aboard

Susan boarded the scarlet Hogwarts Express. She waved goodbye to her Auntie. She was going for her mum. Her mum would want her to go to Hogwarts. Susan plaid with her two braids. She wanted to be in Hufflepuff like the rest of her family. Hufflepuff was for the loyal, just, hard-working and honest. Susan wanted to be all of those things one day. She just wanted to make her Auntie proud. She didn’t talk much with the people in her compartment. She swore they could see right through her and see into her past, though they couldn’t. “Susan Bones!” Susan’s name was being called. She walked up to the stool slowly. “I see courage, plenty of courage. A good mind as well. A warm heart. Loyal, very loyal. Strong-willed like your aunt,” though the Sorting Hall. “Please put me in Hufflepuff,” thought Susan. “HUFFLEPUFF!” yelled out the hat. That was the start of Susan’s first year at Hogwarts. She made a few friends that year, but mostly in Hufflepuff though.
Susan’s second year came. She was completely infatuated with Professor Lockhart, like most of the girls in Hogwart were at the time. She really enjoyed Charms and History of Magic class, some people found History of Magic to be boring. But if you read the book it was much more interesting than the lecture. She had no clue what the Chamber of Secrets was when it was opened but she wrote to her Auntie about it, whom told her to be very careful that there was a monster supposedly in the Chamber of Secrets. Susan promised to be careful. Shortly after the attacks started. She was really worried for her friends. She didn’t want them to get hurt. Though Justin was petrified. Susan was quite upset by it. Mostly because being between life and death really confused her. She understood death quite well. She didn’t want her friend to die. Her Head of House explained that Justin was only petrified and that it could be fixed when the mandrakes were fully-grown. Even after that she worried most of the year.
The fear loomed over Susan’s third year at Hogwarts. Mass murderer, Sirius Black, escaped Azkaban. Susan wasn’t afraid. Hogwarts was the safest place in all of the UK. Though, Sirius Black did escape Azkaban after all. Despite this threat Amelia didn’t seemed worried. She said the whole situation was quite suspicious that she had only been starting her Ministry career back then. If she had the power she had now in the Ministry things would have been different. Though Susan had no clue what she was talking about. Susan spent a lot of her summer reading, she had really became quite interested in muggle literature. She had decided to take Muggle Studies and Care of Magical Creatures. Amelia told her that Divination was only helpful to seers, which Susan definitely wasn’t, so she didn’t take Divination. Ancient Runes and Arithmancy sounded like too much studying and way too boring for Susan. She really learned a lot in Defence Against the Dark Arts with Professor Lupin teaching, given he was the only decent teacher they had ever had. Given one was evil, and the other was a fraud. Sirius Black broke into Hogwarts, which was quite frightening. All of friends had theories about Black, Susan just tried not to think about it. She didn’t like thinking of those poor muggles that had been murdered. All those families they left behind. Like her own mother had left her behind. She avoid the conversation by either changing the subject or leaving. It turned out that Professor Lupin was a werewolf. Susan didn’t really care. A werewolf was dangerous, yes, but the Wolfbane Potion helps. People are so shallow in the way they think.
Susan had gone to the Quidditch World Cup with Amelia. It could be a once in a lifetime experience. Though went everything went wrong Susan did whatever Amelia told her to do, which consisted with hiding when Amelia told her to, move when she was told to, and to stay close. It took Susan a very long time before she started to enjoy watching Quidditch again. The Triwizard Tournament was the being of Susan’s fourth year. The year was full of excitement and new things. Susan made friends with students from both Beauxbatons and from Durmstrang. She really came out of her shell this year. She was happy for Cedric when he got chosen for the Triwizard Torment. She was as shocked as everyone else when Harry’s name came out of the Goblet. She, of course, wrote to Amelia, whom was just as confused. Susan thought Amelia seemed to think something was afoot. When it came time for the Yule Ball Susan ended up going with a boy from Beauxbatons. She had a great time besides the language barrier since she had very little idea what he was talking about most of time. She had started to learn French just from hearing it spoken around Hogwarts but it was still confusing. Then Cedric was killed. Susan didn’t doubt it when Harry said Voldemort was back, because Amelia didn’t doubt it. She was quite upset after Cedric’s death. She had to be given a claiming drought all the way into August. She never had dealt with death that well after her mum died. Even when it was just a pet goldfish.
Something changed Susan’s fifth year. She didn’t hold back her thoughts and feelings. She just let it all go, well to a certain point. She wasn’t going to tell someone she hated them. There was one exception to that rule, Umbridge. The first teacher she would ever truly hate. That woman was shallow, nosy, and infuriating. She knew of the werewolf law that Umbridge put in place from Amelia. Half-breeds, the term made Susan sick. They were just about as human as the person next to them, they just had a wild side to them. She hated anyone who pointed out what is different in others and looked down upon anyone because they were different. This is the year she joined Dumbledore’s Army. She didn’t do it because she wanted to annoy Umbridge, or that she felt like she had to, or even that just because her family were light wizards and witches she had to be. She did hate Umbridge but annoying her just fed into her. She knew she didn’t have to do anything. She also knew the world wasn’t black and white. She have changed a thing she did that year. It was worth it.
Alone. Auntie Amelia was dead. Susan found her dead in the flat, it was quite a gruesome year. Susan felt like it was all her fault that Amelia was dead, though it had nothing to do with Susan. She was left completely alone. Her dad was nowhere to be found and there was no one else. Susan was deemed emancipated by the Ministry of Magic, as a witch of a well-known family she certainly could be sent to live with random muggles. She would be seventeen soon enough. She moved to the family house in Canterbury, where there were protection charms on the house. She didn’t break down into tears she actually didn’t cry at all. By the time Susan’s sixth year started there was a deep passionate fire inside of her. A desire to oppose Voldemort and his followers. She would not let anything happen to her friends and family. No one else would be hurt. She wouldn’t allow it. She did not appear at the Astronomy tower with the others. However she opposed Voldemort she didn’t trust Dumbledore. She blamed him for the death of her uncle and his family. She would fight against Voldemort but not for Dumbledore, it was for light side not for one person. She would not forget her family and the way they died. The Dark side wasn’t just about one person and neither was the light. She did however attend the funeral, she didn’t want people getting the wrong idea.
The war loomed over Susan’s seventh year. Death Eaters were inside of Hogwarts. She was one of the first to re-join Dumbledore’s Army. She ran around the school late at night saving younger students form detentions with the Carrows. She had earned several scars doing such things. She didn’t think about twice of cursing and jinxing the Carrows. She was only using them to protect others not her own self gain, her Auntie had taught her many of the spells she used in case she would ever need them. The Carrows were the exception to the ‘never use them’ rule. That fire that burned inside of her kept her alive. It was the year from hell but Susan refused to give up. She would die before she would betray any of Dumbledore’s Army or her friends in general.
Susan fought in the Battle of Hogwarts. She wasn’t a coward. She would fight to defend the castle no matter what. She had nothing to lose but her own life. She had no family to leave behind. She wasn’t afraid to risk her own life. She’d rather risk her own live before the lives of others. It the latter part of the battle Susan found herself under heavy fire. She had ducked to avoid being killed. She hit the ground and a shard of wood logged itself into her left leg. She bite her tongue to keep herself from screaming and most likely dying. In the split second where there was a small window to escape Susan inched herself slowly away from the fire line and father down the hallway. She wasn’t sure how long for but she passed out. She awoke with her back pressed up against the wall. She managed to pull herself up to her feet groaning in agony. She forced her good leg first then her bad leg fallowed limply behind. She stumbled forward and caught herself on a railing. She had gotten herself to the Grand Staircase. She stumbled down the stairs, falling down the last flight unable to force her bad leg to move anymore. She crawled her way along the floor until she couldn’t felt iron under her hands. She pounded on the door unable to open it. When the door swung open she fell to the ground. Then she knew no more as her world was engulfed in darkness. She woke up after a hour or so. She wasn’t able to continue fighting on the battlefield but did attempt to protect the other wounded from being killed since she was awake and at least able to see, hear, and move her arms and mouth.

Fly Awake

After the battle it still haunted Susan. The friends she had lost. The friend that had died in her arms. Their faces haunted her. She hated herself for not being able to protect them. But she also knew she couldn’t stop living. She did not return to Hogwarts an eighth year. She sat her NEWTs at the Ministry of Magic, she pulled a few strings of people her Aunt hadn’t collected her favours from. She choose to enter the auror training program. Though during her training she was offered to specialize in investigative auror career track, the same track her uncle had taken, and she took the offer. She had enough of that fire inside of her to push her through her training. It was shortly after her twenty-first birthday that muggles found her father dead in an alleyway, drank himself to death. Susan couldn’t bring herself to cry
She doesn’t regret becoming an Investigative Auror. She left the arresting and the credit to the showboating average auror. She was sure they all weren’t like that but many were, especially after the war. She didn’t it, though a little credit would be nice. The hard part of her job was stakeouts. She would sit there in an unheated freezing abandoned flats, most of the time, watching wherever the target she had located lived. She sat there for hours until she saw movement and alerted the waiting aurors with a Patronus, always knew Susan was on the job when you saw a Badger patronus tromping around. Then she’d sip hot coco and enjoyed the show only jumping in if the aurors had trouble.
At twenty-four-years-old Susan is starting to wonder if she is going to end up like her Auntie, married to the job. She didn’t want to end up like that. She had to eventually get married, she was the last Bones family member. She tried dating muggles, that usually would end badly with her telling them she was a witch and they reacting poorly and then she would have to oblivate them before the Ministry found out. Her job made dating so difficult, even when her boyfriend was wizard. Her job was dangerous but not nearly as dangerous as the average auror. She could be gone a couple weeks with no contact with the outside world, though these days that wasn’t as common.

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