The End Of Life As We Know It
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Chapter 1
Wizards. Wand-waving, broomstick-riding wizards.
They're real.
An odd bunch (by non-magical standards, they thought that they were perfectly normal thank-you-very-much), who where completely segregated from their non-magical, or muggle counterparts.
And the wizards (and witches!) liked this very much. They thought that muggles where dirty, savage beasts, who at the first sign of any type of magic, would hunt them down and try burning them at the stake (wizards had very long memories and had not forgotten the witch hunts of the Middle Ages, even though hardly any witches or wizards were ever caught).
And the wizards were right.
The revelation of magic as historians would come to call it, happened on the 17th of August 1985. A Saturday.
A particularly idiotic wizard (who was later found out to be Vincent Crabbe Sr. He was eternally shamed upon by wizard-kind) was walking through muggle London after finishing some business. Wanting to escape the oppressive heat, he apperated away. At 3 pm. In the middle of Oxford Street!
And he was seen.
Not by a muggle, that would have been fine, as a simple obliviate could have sorted that out.
No, he was seen by a muggle surveillance camera (which cannot be obliviated). The muggle who saw the footage of a man disappearing (a man called Boris), could not make any sense of it. So Boris took it to his boss, who also could not make any sense of it. The boss then took it to the police, who couldn't make any sense of it. The tape then got passed through various levels of police seniority, before it reached the Secretary of State for Defence, Michael Heseltine.
Because of his high status in the government, Heseltine knew about wizards, so he wasn't all that shocked when the tape got to him (a bit shocked that a wizard would be so careless though).
Heseltine hated wizards. He thought that they were unnatural (he would get along with a Mr Vernon Dursley). So seeing the clip for what it was (a chance!) Heseltine sent the clip to every leader of every government (knowing, through the use of some careful comments, that only the British Ministry of Magic told their muggle leader about them) and every national TV station in the world.
By Tuesday the 20th of August, every muggle on planet earth knew about magic.
To think, this wouldn't have happened if Vincent Crabbe Sr was a little more cautious.
And Vincent Crabbe Sr would've been a little more cautious if Lord Voldemort actually existed.
And Lord Voldemort would have existed if some stuck up snob (Tom Riddle Sr) had accepted the glass of water from the poor peasant girl (Merope Gaunt).
You see what a small change might bring?
The wizard who would bring the British Ministry of Magic's attention towards the revelation of magic was a muggle-born named Dirk Cresswell.
Just a lowly clerk in the Goblin Liaison office, he had to live in the muggle world. So on the 18th of August (a Sunday, so he didn't have to go to work), when he turned on the TV to watch the muggle news, he got the surprise of his life when he saw a clip showing a wizard apperating. He was even more surprised when the muggle anchorman started saying that "it was a sign of the magical societies hidden around the world".
So at 6:15 am the same morning, Dirk Cresswell came into the Ministry of Magic's atrium, rushed passed the guard, and walked (very quickly) to the Ministers office.
Millicent Bagnold was just having her morning coffee, when Dirk burst into her office. Minister Bagnold put her coffee down, ready to shout at the intruder. Before she could get any words out, Dirk shouted "Minister! Minister! The muggles know about magic!"
Bagnold was stunned for a second before she shouted crossly "What are you on about!? Who are you!?"
"Minister, my name is Dirk Cresswell, I work in the Goblin Liaison office." Dirk replied, "I'm a muggle-born and I live in the muggle world. On the TV, a radio which has images," he explained to Bagnolds confused look, "they showed an image of a wizard apperating and they were talking about how this was evidence of the magical societies hidden around the world!"
"Are you sure?" Bagnold asked.
"Yes!" was Dirk's answer, "Let me show you!".
Bagnold agreed and took Dirk to her personal apperation point, Dirk then took Bagnold's forearm and side-apperated her to London, right in front of a TV shop, which was still showing the news report from earlier.
Bagnold watched in horror as the Statute of Secrecy was broken on the largest scale in the history of the International Confederation of Wizards.
"Is - is this real?" She asked, to shocked to say anything else.
"Yes." Dirk replied solemnly, "It's real."
"We must summon the Wizengamot, we must tell them."
"Yes, Minister."
By 7 am, every member of the Wizengamot had been summoned and they were waiting in the Wizengamot chamber for the emergency session that had been called by Minister Bagnold.
"Order! We must have order." Bagnold called out.
"Why have you called this session at this ridiculous hour?" Sneered Lucius Malfoy, Head of the House of Malfoy.
"At 6:15 am this morning, Dirk Cresswell, a member of the Goblin Liaison and a muggle-born, came to me and told me that the muggles TV, a radio with images as I was told, had an image of a wizard apperating away and the muggles talking about it being evidence of magic." Bagnold went straight to the point.
"As of today, the Statute of Secrecy has been broken. Muggles know of the magical world." Bagnold ended her speech.
This Wizengamot meeting was being broadcasted through the WWN (Wizarding Wireless Network). Nearly every witch or wizard in magical Britain knew what had happened.
There was extreme panic. In the chambers and out.
"Order, Order!" Shouted Bagnold, but her voice was lost over the cacophony.
After it continuing like this for several minutes, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, raised his wand and released a bang that silenced all other noise in the chamber (and restored order outside it, partially).
"Silence! We should be thinking of ways out of this, not panicking!" Dumbledore's proclamation, finally got through to the frightened Wizengamot members. Slowly they all began returning to their seats, all of them trying to think of a way out of this problem.
"We could increase the muggle-repelling wards?" A member suggested.
Another discarded it almost immediately, "The muggles will soon know where we are, once that happens the wards will be useless."
"We could exterminate the muggles." Malfoy suggested, "That won't work, the muggles outnumber us almost 10 to 1." Was Dumbledore's answer.
The next half-an-hour was spent trying to find a solution, each one being rejected.
They had spent 45 minuets in the chamber before James Potter, Head of The Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, suggested. "Why don't we go somewhere the muggles can't live, like the Sahara desert or better yet, Antarctica."
"In Antarctica, we could use wards to keep the snow and cold out, and we could dig underground to build homes. We could also layer the continent with muggle-repelling wards, which would work as the muggle wouldn't expect to find us there."
In the silence that followed, you would have been able to hear a feather hit the floor.
Minister Bagnold said slowly. "That could work."