Ryan listened intently to the testimony being presented. Mirren was definitely.the one to worry about, despite her silence at the large man. Paul Reaver if she remembered correctly. He knew her father, and he was well known to the Ministry, as he had been with them a long time. But she still worried, even as Regina came. Mirren wouldn't likely take this well. The personally presented testimony always.won over the largely neutral parts. Because they had hearts.

And as Oliver spoke, Ryan could recall Trent. Not three weeks after Kearney had been imprisoned had Trent taken his stand, and most had no clue that she had been with him because he insisted she take her maiden name back and change Ayden's to protect them. Kearney had been familiar with Trent, gave him the courage to stand as he had, and soon Oliver was allowed away, as Mirren had grown dreadfully quiet.

"If that is all, I believe-" Reaver began, but she knew it. Mirren spoke up again

"Well, Paul, I believe we are missing personal testimony from Ms. Lockwood. I mean, I am sure she has.some to present to further back them." Mirren said.

Regina spoke, "Mirren, Ms. Lockwood surely presented her case-"

Ryan, however, seemed to shock even Mirren as she went back down to the floor. "For the record, as I didn't speak it earlier, I am Ryan Lockwood, auror assigned to the Puddlemere United team."

Mirren was almost too pleased, but Ryan was about to make sure she regretted this. "Well, Ms. Lockwood, how did you know Mr. Stevens?"

"Though, I must regret to inform you I have not formed a personal relationship with Mr. Stevens, I can speak on him from what I know of him through my late husband, Trent Day." She said, and Paul looked down on her as a Few shot looks around. "My husband, like Kearney was Muggleborn, but he was a great man. Worked closely with th e Quidditch league where he had made many professional relationships with the teams. One such was with Mr. Stevens. Trent had heard of Kearney's sentencing three weeks before his own trial, where the same courage Kearney had exuded for muggleborns had become embodied."

Mirren was vicious. "And why do you say that?"

Ryan minded herself for a.moment, but not Soon enough. "Oh, but don't you remember? As Umbridge always did in her trials, she pushed his weak point. She threatened our son, and he turned wand on her, seeing as he had to have another when his first changed loyalties once he married me. He protected a child, he wanted to show that there is no reason to be afraid that you are being isolate because you aren't pure bred. He took the message Kearney sent and made a fool of the very woman who tried to say that Muggleborns are a dangero our way of life, and his [I]reward[/I] was a dementor's kiss. Why should a man who became a lightning rod in the hope of Muggleborn rights be left to suffer the same fate?"

Mirren was silent and once Ryan was allowed off the floor, she closed her eyes. Oliver had them won over, she had seen it there, but shutting Mirren up was worth the extra testimony. Paul spoke, "Now, I do believe that all of the testimony has been presented. All in favor of keeping Mr. Stevens in Azkaban?" 

Four hands went up almost immediately, the first belonging to Mirren, and Ryan was surprised herself to only see six more come up. Paul nodded. "All in favor of his immediate release?"

Ryan couldn't hide her smile at the.amount of hands that shot up. "And the ayes have it, Kearney Stevens will be immediately released from Azkaban. Of course, an owl will have to be sent, unless, you have someone who can gather him."

Ryan nodded. "My father is waiting for the verdict." She spoke.

"Ah, Gerard Lockwood." He said, and he stood. "Here you are Ms. Lockwood, you are all dismissed."

Ryan took the papers before she looked to Manpreet and Oliver, "Good work, an innocent man walks free because of you two. I promise, Kearney will be in good hands with my father."

She gave Oliver a gentle, barely there smile before she left and found her father, exchanging a few words with him before she leaned against the wall nearby and looked back towards the door. She was honestly surprised at herself, her rage had been oddly constructive. She Knew Mirren would be at Umbridge's trial, and she knew that her.testimony there would be harder, as she would.almost relive it all, but she avoided It for today.

Now, she wanted to see her.son, but it occurred to her. This painted a largely more obvious target on Puddlemere's back, and it would stir some conflict, but she was ready.