Charity Long was a normal as could be. She was 21, was engaged, and lived in a small apartment with her fiancé and cat in London.
But she was odd to most everyone, because she was a witch, working at the Ministry of Magic, a normal job for an ordinary witch.
But tonight, it was anything but normal at the Ministry.
She was the only on duty there that night, at her desk in front the radars and magic systems, the only one left behind while they fought and witnessed the battle that was long awaited by many. Little did they know that she would witness something so powerful, it could not be fit into the mind.
Charity watched as the underage magic detector went mad, but Charity ignored it, knowing every child had the right to use their magic to protect their selves.
She rolled over to the power detector, of the globe in which all of Europe was glowing. Charity sighed, this could be expected by the look of how the Death Eaters and… You-know-who were trying to take over.
She only saw a few blinks across the rest of the globe, all forming on the coast lines, preparing to defend.
A bright patronus interrupted her thoughts, a lynx, Kingsley's patronus. "The Boy Who Lived is dead, Harry Potter is dead". Charity could hear the despair in his voice.
Charity felt a few tears prick her eyes, not once did she meets his boy, but she never doubted him, never believed the lies Rita Skeeter, or the horrible Dolores Umbridge said about him. That boy was their last chance, their final refuge from You-Know-Who.
Charity wiped her eyes and grabbed her wand, preparing to call her fiancé and flee the country, until the oddest thing happened.
The power detector had a new light on it, one from all the way in the U.S, in New York.
It was at first nothing but a dot small dot, similar to others, but it grew bigger, and bigger until it was taking over half of America. Charity's eyes widening, not one magical core could be that strong.
It flooded the entire Atlantic until meeting London, when Charity's heart rate speeded up a mile more. She pinpointed where it had paused, right there in the ministry.
Grabbing her wand, Charity shakily walked outside of her office, walking to where the power had paused. She found herself in the huge room, and saw where it paused.
The veil, it had stopped at the veil.
The power became more and more apparent, a twisting golden light, flickering like fire. It focused in on the veil becoming more and more visible.
Suddenly Charity had to look away as the light turned to raw power, pure energy, until it died away. Charity shook. She had no idea what she just witnessed.
A patronus appeared a weasel, Arthur's patronus. "Harry Potter is alive, he's alive!"
Charity would have leapt for joy, or joked in her mind about being Avada Kedvra proof, but she was still staring at the veil, which had a huge sized burn in it, mending itself.
3000 miles away, two parents dropped dead.
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