The wind blew fiercely through the dank, closely packed forest. There was no other sound. The dim moonlight was hard pressed to make its way through the thick branches to the forest floor. The air smelled of loam and musty, unwashed animals of indeterminate genus. Nothing moved on the floor, not even the smallest mouse. That is how the children found it, nothing moving, nothing making a noise. Before, there had been plenty to hear, but then it came, the terrible wailing scream. No one in the castle had ever heard anything like it.

It had been a normal day at Hogwarts. Last week the dementors had left, leaving the school to run in peace. Mad-eyed Moody had been rightfully reinstated after the imposter had been revealed and disposed of. Just as everything was supposed to be getting back to normal, this happened. Dumbledore was sure it wasn't a prank and feared it was an attack from the Dark Lord. But after thirty minutes of silence, he decided it would be okay to investigate. He sent out small groups of students he could trust, each group headed by one teacher.

One of the groups found it before the rest. They gathered around, gawking up at it in wonder and awe. They were told to stay away, to not touch it, but the warnings went unheeded. It was interesting, a purely blue box with the words "Police Public Call Box" printed on the top of the door. No one could make anything of it. When the rest of the groups caught up to them, including the headmaster, they finally pulled back. The old, wizened man approached it carefully and tapped lightly on the door. No sound came from inside. He knocked again, harder this time. At this the door flew open, causing everyone around it to leap back in fear. The wailing sound began again and the top of the blue box flashed along with its crescendos. The box shook and a body flew out of the inside, followed closely by another, both landing at the headmasters feet. The door slammed shut and the box faded out of existence, leaving no trace to suggest it had ever been there. Except for the two bodies.

They were humans, one male and one female. The male was tall and skinny with messy brown hair. He had landed on his front so his face could not be seen. His dark blue suit was smeared with grease and dirt from the landing. The girl was beautiful, pale skin accented by plump bright red lips. Her face was framed with shoulder length blond hair that waved gently in its decent. She was not quite as tall as her companion and not as thin either. Not overweight, but just in between. She lay slightly on top of her companion, so her jean jacket and khaki pants were shielded mostly from the mud. Professor McGonagall stepped forward and whispered in the headmaster's ear.

"Sir, we should take them to the castle." He nodded his agreement. Two of the stronger, older year boys gently lifted the girl and carried her back through the forest. Two more stepped forward, ready to carry the man. One of them bent down and turned him face up. The night air was split with a scream as the group gathered around him registered what they were seeing. Dumbledore's face went pale. He gathered all the professors around him.

"Take the children back to the castle and send them all to their rooms. Make sure there is not a panic in the school. Professor McGonagall, stay with me. You too Professor Snape." The professors hurried the children inside, hushing them, leaving the three adults alone. They all looked down at the man lying in front of them.

"What do we do?"