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On a bench in the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic, Alastor
‘Mad-Eye’ Moody sat and pretended to read a newspaper. Hestia Jones had tipped
him off that all was not well between Dumbledore and Potter, and he wanted to
see for himself.
Moody had known Harry’s parents, and had been one of James
Potter’s instructors. To the Wizarding world Mad-Eye had been a Master Auror and
indeed that’s what he was, but he had also been an Unspeakable and had
recruited and trained James Potter. He also felt that he owed James a life
debt, as he had slapped an emergency Portkey on him when he had been knocked
unconscious during a training mission that had gone wrong, leaving him in need
of emergency Healing.
He had observed what had happened in the Court Room and had
taken up his current seat when Tonks had led Harry away to take his Pensieve
statement. When the young couple returned he watched Dumbledore approach them
and the body language from all three had intrigued him. Dumbledore looked
shifty, Potter exuded a confidence he hadn’t observed in him the previous
summer and the Granger girl, her face displayed calm but her body was tensed up,
ready to fight.
As the trio split his Magical eye caught the aura of the two
tracking spells as they were cast by Dumbledore. A smile came to his face as
they were deflected by the robes that the young couple were wearing, he almost
burst out laughing when he saw Potter point to the unsuspecting recipients of
the charms and shake his head in resignation.
Mad-Eye had seen enough, it was time to come in from the
cold. He walked over to the public fireplace, took his place in line, threw in
some Floo powder and said “Tintagel”
The young couple were not happy, Fudge had played a “Get Out
of Jail Free” card on Dumbledore’s behalf. There had be some way of
neutralising the manipulative old bastard, they couldn’t even get him for the
tracking charm he’d cast on them, but found it amusing to think that he would
at least waste time chasing after the guys from the Security Desk. They made
their way back to Gringotts and were led back into the meeting room where the
Board of Trustees had met. The only people left in the room were Roger Granger
and Remus Lupin.
“How did things go?” asked Lupin.
“Not as well as I hoped they would.” replied Harry and the
two of them explained the outcome of the day.
“I’m not sure if I want to return to Hogwarts, I don’t know
if I can hold off that old bastard, concentrate on schoolwork, and on top of
everything else, what they will teach me won’t help me beat the other old
bastard.”
Hermione cut in. “I agree, Hogwarts hasn’t exactly been safe
for the past five years, what’s going to be different this year, especially if
Dumbledore is still there pulling all the strings.”
“Roger” said Harry, “I’ve got a bad feeling, I don’t think
your house is safe for us to stay in. Dumbledore knows where it is and as
you’re on the Floo network the Ministry will know as well. I don’t trust their
security, we need to move to Potter Manor, preferably today.”
“Good thinking, Harry.” Said Remus. “I can set up some decoy
charms at the Grangers, anyone checking the house will think it’s occupied.”
Roger Granger listened in amazement as Harry took charge,
here was a young man who apart from the scar on his forehead looked like a
normal teenager, but alert him to a potential danger and he seemed to solve it
effortlessly.
“How do we get to Potter Manor?” asked Roger.
“We’ll pick up Mum from her work and go home, then Harry
will Portkey us to the Manor. The elves will bring our clothes.” Said Hermione
“Okay, guys, unless there is anything else we need let’s
go.” Said Roger and with that they left the room.
Department of Mysteries.
Deep in the Department of Mysteries a fireplace roared to
life, the two wizards in the room turned to look as the wards automatically
identified the traveller. Moody stepped from the fireplace, wand in hand and
scanned the room.
Deputy Commander Forrest, the senior of the two wizards
looked at Moody and stuck out his hand, “Welcome home, Alastor, what brings you
back to the fold?”
Moody’s eye swivelled round the room as he spoke, “Not here,
in the briefing room, call in Commander Bond and the Section Chiefs we’ve got a
real problem on our hands.”
When the four Section Chiefs and the Commander and Deputy
Commander had settled into their seats in the briefing room Moody started. He
gave them a brief rundown on what had happened in the Court Room and
immediately afterwards, he then summed up the situation and gave his opinion on
what they had to do next.
“Dumbledore is out of control, I’ve been quietly digging
into things, I’ve discovered he’s been manipulating Potter since his parents’
were killed. He really shouldn’t give Hagrid so much information, for a
half-giant he is a cheap drunk, and when he’s drunk, he talks.”
“He’s desperately trying to regain his control over Potter.
I recommend we approach Potter and recruit him. We owe it to him, after all his
father was killed on active service as one of us.”
The six who made up the Leadership of the Unspeakables
gathered close together and discussed what they had heard. Moody knew that his
report wouldn’t be the only one that they would have received. The Unspeakables
worked on a cell system with a maximum of ten people per cell, he knew that he
could at any time of the day be standing next to a fellow Unspeakable and if he
or she wasn’t from his cell he wouldn’t know. Only the Commander and his Deputy
knew how many cells operated within their Department.
Commander Bond spoke. “Okay, Moody, contact Potter and
arrange a meeting with him as soon as possible. We want him and Granger trained
before the next school year starts, after they graduate Hogwarts, well, we’ll
see.”
Roger Granger pulled up outside the clinic where he and his
wife had first been employed and then taken over as owners, they had built a
their practice and had a good reputation locally. At one time they had hoped
that Hermione would follow in their footsteps, but had grown to realise that
she would follow a career in the Wizarding World instead.
Harry and Hermione waited in the car while he went to
collect Jill. Before leaving they told their Junior Partner and other staff
that a family emergency meant that they had to leave and that they could be
gone for anything up to a year. They phoned their usual Temp. Agency and
organised locum cover for the next twelve months.
Dumbledore sat in his armchair and took a lemon drop out of
the bag in his pocket and put it in his mouth. The ones in the bowl on his desk
were laced with a calming draught and a mild dose of Veritaserum. Not enough
for the consumer to notice but enough to make them part with information
without realising what they were doing.
He looked at his tracking instruments and was fairly happy.
The instruments showed that his targets were still at the Ministry of Magic. He
set the instrument to alert him if the targets should move and started making
plans to get Potter back under his control.
Thirty minutes later he was alerted as his tracker indicated
Harry and Hermione were on the move.
He studied the indicator which operated in a similar way to
the Weasley family clock as it showed ‘Floo Network’ and then showed ‘Leaky
Cauldron’. Albus made his way to the Diagon Alley Hostelry hoping to catch Harry as he made his way out
into Muggle London. He was disappointed as the shrunken dial moved to read ‘The
Hogs Head Tavern.’
‘Good’ He thought, ‘Aberforth will help me, none
of the patrons will look twice if we stun someone and carry them out. They’ll
just think it’s a couple of drunks.’
Roger parked his car in the garage attached to the house. The
four made their way through the adjoining door and into the house. They had
explained what had happened to Jill on the drive over to the house, Harry made
the wedding bands that Roger and Jill wore into Portkeys to Potter Manor, and
after explaining the way they operated the four of them went to Potter Manor.
Griphook was sitting in his office when an owl flew in. It
was carrying a letter for Harry Potter. He untied the letter and sent the owl
on it’s way, he scanned the letter for anything harmful but found it to be
clear. He pushed a button on his desk and a goblin entered a few minutes later
carrying a Gringotts’ owl he attached the letter to the owl and sent it to
Potter Manor.
When everyone arrived at Potter Manor, Harry sent Dobby and
Winky to the Granger’s house to collect Roger and Jill’s clothes and at her
insistence, all the books from Hermione’s room. Harry asked Ceri to organise a
meal for the four of them and was told it would be ready in 45 minutes. The
time was used to give the senior Grangers a quick tour of the house. They quite
deliberately chose a room at the opposite side of the house from the Master
suite which Hermione had informed them she would be sharing with Harry.
After they had finished eating, Roger and Jill were offered
a brandy by Ceri. Roger declared it to be the best he had ever tasted, he
looked for the bottle and was disappointed to find it had been poured from a
decanter, he wanted to find out the vintage so he could buy some for himself.
A strange owl flew in and perched beside Harry, as was his
habit, fed it an Owl Treat as he removed the letter. He knew the owl was from
Gringotts for two reasons, the first was that only Gringotts Owls could get
past the wards, and the second was the small crest the owl wore round it’s
neck. He didn’t recognise the handwriting on the envelope but knew that it
would be safe as one of the services he was paying Gringotts for was them to
screen his mail for harmful charms and hexes.
He opened the letter and scanned it and then handed it to
Hermione to read, asking her to pass it to her parents when she was finished
with it.
Dear Lord Potter,
I am writing to you as the representative of a group that
wishes to help you in your fight against Tom Riddle and his followers. Our
group is not aligned with Dumbledore’s Militia or the Ministry of Magic
although we have been in the past.
I would like to meet with you at a place and time
convenient to you, to discuss your plans for defeating Riddle and to offer you
the assistance of our group.
Yours sincerely
Alastor ‘Mad-Eye’ Moody
Master Auror Rtd.
The discussion that followed was slightly heated. Roger and
Jill were suspicious of the offer and wanted Harry to decline it, Harry and
Hermione were also suspicious as they knew Moody was involved with the Order of
the Phoenix, but wanted to know what he was offering. They decided that they
would take Moony with them and that they would hold the meeting at the Three
Broomsticks in Hogsmeade, they assured the older Grangers that they would
Portkey out at the slightest hint of trouble.
They composed their reply and also wrote to Moony explaining
the situation and asking him to accompany them.
Moody’s House.
The next morning Moody was greeted by an owl delivering a
letter, he opened it and read.
I will be pleased to meet with you and discuss the
proposition from your group. Please be at the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade at
eleven a.m. today.
I will be accompanied by Remus Lupin and Hermione
Granger, at the first sign of anyone else but you, we will leave and you and
your group will be added to my ‘shit list.’
Yours sincerely
Harry Potter
Remus Lupin had stationed himself across the street from the
Three Broomsticks at ten a.m. he had no real fears of being recognised as he
was under Harry’s Invisibility Cloak and a Disillusionment Charm. At ten forty-five a.m. a young
couple stopped beside him having what appeared to be a frank discussion. After
getting the all clear they made their way into the tavern and after ordering
some Butterbeer sat at a corner table with a clear view of the entrance.
Ten minutes later Moody entered the tavern and took a quick
look round the room, his good eye finally settling on the young couple. Before
he realised what was happening he felt the tip of a wand jabbing his lower
back, his Magical eye spun and he recognised Remus Lupin and noticed him giving
the slightest of nods toward Potter.
The two men ordered drinks from the bar and were told that
Harry had prepaid for them. They joined him at the table and after exchanging
pleasantries got down to business.
Moody started. “Lord Potter, Miss Granger, before I discuss
anything with you, how much do you know about what Harry’s father was doing
before Riddle killed him?”
Harry replied. “In a letter I found recently he said he was
an Auror and a member of an underground group, from a picture I was shown last
summer, I know that group was the Order of the Phoenix.”
“That’s partially correct.” replied Moody “He was also an
Unspeakable in the Department of Mysteries. Now before I go any further I have
to give you a quick history of the Department of Mysteries.”
“The Department of Mysteries stands outside the main
Ministry of Magic and is divided into two main sections, Research and
Operations. Research is the part that everyone knows about, that’s where
artefacts from the past are investigated and where spell and potion development
takes place.”
“Operations is the part that is secret, the operatives are
split into cells and work undercover throughout the Wizarding and Muggle
Worlds, protecting both worlds from each other. James joined the Order of the
Phoenix under orders from the Unspeakables to spy on Dumbledore, Frank
Longbottom was his partner. Dumbledore offered them membership after they broke
up a Death Eater raid on Gringotts.”
“Now to the reason I am here, I was the person who recruited
James Potter to the Unspeakables, I was his instructor in the Aurors and saw
the potential he had. I see that same potential in both of you. We want to
recruit both of you and train you. When the new school year starts we want you
to go back to Hogwarts and work for us. We know Dumbledore is up to something
we just don’t know what. Our current operative is limited in what he can do but
he will be your liaison with us if you accept.”
“How long do we have before we have to give you an answer?”
asked Harry.
“For us to have time to train you, two days, but the sooner
the better.”
“Why should we join?” inquired Hermione.
“Well, I know you don’t need the money, which is 500
Galleons a month during training, rising to 750 Galleons a month during your
twelve months probation and 1,000 Galleons a month as a basic grade
Unspeakable. If you join us we can teach you how to block out Dumbledore’s
Legilimency attacks, wandless magic, Animagus transformations (if you have the
gift). We will also teach you to Master Auror level magic on all your school
subjects, but to keep your cover you will need to be able to convince the
Hogwarts staff that you are only working at sixth year levels this year and at
N.E.W.T. level next year.”
“Voldemort operates at Master Auror level, but because he
uses so-called ‘Dark Spells’ he has an advantage.”
“What do you mean by so-called ‘Dark Spells’?” Harry interrupted
Moody’s speech.
“No spell is dark, only the intention of the caster,
‘Imperio’ was developed to help retrain the muscles and nerves of spell damaged
limbs. ‘Crucio’ was originally a resuscitation spell used to shock the heart
back into it’s normal rhythm, much the same way as a defibrillator is used by
Muggles. ‘Avada Kedavra’ was developed for use in abattoirs as a painless way
of killing animals for food. The spells are still used for what they were
developed to do, they are only Unforgivable when used to cause harm. A
levitation spell used for causing harm or death is every bit as dark as an
Unforgivable. Of course the Ministry doesn’t tell the Wizard in the street
these facts.”
“What happens if we refuse your offer?”
“With your permission we will cast a memory charm and you
will forget the information you have been given. We need to do this to maintain
the security of our Department.”
“Meet us here at the same time tomorrow and we’ll give you
our decision.”
“Okay.”
Moody left the tavern with a good feeling about the meeting,
he had been asked the right questions and sensed that the honesty of his
replies had been appreciated. He watched the tavern door to see where the trio
would go when they left. Thirty minutes later he re-entered and was pleasantly
surprised when they were nowhere to be seen.
The trio had used Portkeys to travel from the tavern,
leaving from the toilets where no one could observe them. After a quick lunch
in the dining room at Potter Manor, Harry, Hermione and Remus spent the
afternoon discussing Moody’s offer. Moony was the most suspicious of the three
and played Devil’s Advocate throughout the discussion. In the end they saw it
as a way to continue their schooling and still train to defeat Voldemort and
Dumbledore. At one point in the discussion Harry used the name Dumblemort.
After dinner, Harry and Hermione explained to her parents
that they had been offered a chance to train to defeat Voldemort and that the
next day they were going to look further into it. They showed the Grangers how
to use the portal to St. Kitts, Roger and Jill decided that they would spend a
few hours every day basking on the beach.
The Three Broomsticks.
The next day Harry and Hermione woke early, sometime during
the night Hermione’s head had come to rest on Harry’s chest and Harry’s hands
had found their way round her waist.
“Morning love,” they said almost simultaneously. And greeted
each other with a kiss.
That kiss, of course, led to a deeper kiss which led to some
groping and eventually love making. As they lay there looking into each others
eyes Harry asked a question that had been nagging at him since the night they
had first made love.
“Hermione, em, well, em, have you been taking precautions?”
“Precautions? What do mean, Harry?” teased Hermione, she had
been wondering when Harry would get round to asking.
“Precautions, you know to stop you from getting pre, having
a ba, you know contraception.”
“Oh, don’t you want me to have your baby?” she asked giving
her voice a disappointed tone.
“Well, yes, but no, but, I do, but don’t you think we should
wait until we’ve left school and are married?”
“Of course I do, I’m just teasing, I’m on a new potion I got
from the Apothecary, one dose lasts three months, we’re safe until we decide
otherwise, whenever we decide we’ll start trying for a family.”
“Good, I didn’t want Dumbledore to have something to
threaten us with, you know he’ll try and split us up.”
“Don’t worry we’ll find a way round his plans. Now we need
to shower and get ready to meet Moody.”
Department of Mysteries.
After meeting with Moody they were quickly transported by
Floo to the Department of Mysteries where they were met by Deputy Commander
Forrest. He interviewed them and gave them the option to bail out on several
occasions.
After the interview they were given a medical examination,
they were both found to be in good health, the Healer was surprised to find
that Harry had perfect vision as he had been wearing his glasses right up to
the eye test.
“I should have known, your father pulled the same stunt. I
take it that the lenses are charmed?”
“Yes, everyone knows I wear glasses, so I keep wearing them,
I hope it will keep them off guard. See it as a weakness to exploit and when
they try, surprise time.”
“Fantastic, we’ll get the techies to give them a once over
and see if they can improve them. Everything we can use as an advantage we do,
did you know Moody can cast spells through his peg-leg? Don’t tell him I told
you, just wait till he tries it during duelling training.”
After the medicals they were taken to a room which was
signposted “Potential Test Lab.” Facing them were a group of wizards and
witches one of whom asked them to sit.
“Okay” he started. “In here you will be given a series of
tests, each test will determine where your magical strengths and weaknesses
lie, this will allow us to either train you in that area to bring you up to
strength, or if you show no talent in it to work on something else.”
After the tests were complete they were given the results.
Hermione had high potential in Potions, Charms,
Transfiguration, Herbology and Defence, she had medium potential in Aggression.
This meant that although she could go on the offensive she was reluctant to do
so. She had low potential in Divination and hadn’t an Animagus form.
The only thing she found disappointing was the lack of an
Animagus form. She still felt that Divination was woolly as the interpretations
were always affected by the biases of the interpreter.
Harry had high potential in Charms, Transfiguration,
Herbology, Defence and much to his surprise Potions. He also showed a high
level of Aggression and an Animagus form, although he didn’t quite see how
being able to transform into a Flobberworm would be of any use. So no Animagus
training. Like Hermione he had low potential in Divination.
By the time all the testing had finished it was late
afternoon, after being keyed to the Wards they were given the password to the
Floo. They were told that if anyone not keyed to the Wards tried to follow them
they would actually end up at Tintagel castle with the urge to spend the day
sightseeing.
The were told to report for training the next morning at
seven a.m. so they left for Potter Manor. They spent a few hours at St. Kitts
relaxing in the sun, they knew that time for relaxation would be precious to
them.
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