In the end it hadn't mattered what side you were on , dark or light , for they all ended up the same.
Dead.
Well , mostly.
There were a few survivors , scattered like ashes to the winds. But the wizarding world as they'd known it was dead and gone.
With most of the muggles along with it.
Ironically it was the Muggles who caused it all in the end, though most blamed Voldemort and with good reason.
Voldemort's increasingly open attacks on Muggles finally had a reaction.
The statuette of secrecy was in tatters. Muggles were aware of magic
It caused a nationwide panic. There was rioting, protests and looting throughout Britain - while the magical ministries of other countries managed to influence the media , into thinking it was some sort of 'nationwide hoax' , for a short while at least.
At first there were only one or two disappearances, all from big cities like London or Edinburgh.
They were majorly from Half blood and muggle born families , who spent time in densely populated muggle areas.
The light blamed the dark.
The dark blamed the muggles.
The dark were right.
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It had started as abductions, Then it had been experiments.
The muggles wanted to understand magic , which of course meant they wanted to harness it, so they could use it as a weapon.
When they couldn't do that , no matter how many witches and wizards they killed through their experiments, they tried to create an "Antidote".
Or more effectively , a vaccine.
They wanted to make muggles immune to the effects of magic, so death eaters could no longer enter their homes and slaughter them like so many fish in barrels.
They wanted to stop Aurors and unspeakables wiping their memories, and they wanted to break through the unplottable areas that stopped muggles from walking into wizarding towns.
They experimented , and more witches and wizards disappeared to fuel their research.
And then at last...success.
If you could call it that.
They created their 'vaccine' , the same way many other vaccines were created.
Using the blood from witches and wizards, they isolated the inherant magic in their cells, then using dead or weakened magical cells in a 'live' vaccine that encouraged the muggle's immune system to attack and kill it.
Their vaccine worked. It made them immune to magic.
They tested it at facilities in London, Manchester and Ediburgh.
The immune could walk straight through the darkest of blood magic wards, and appear at the other side without a scratch on them. Wards that would kill a wizard instantly.
They could see and walk straight into a house like grimmauld place that was kept under the fidelius charm , that no wizard would be able to find without the help of the secret keeper.
Fiendfyre would burn all the clothes from their bodies, and leave them unharmed underneath.
You could even cast an Avada Kedavra at them, and the magic would just filter out harmlessly around them on contact , their very blood destroying it on contact.
It would have been a resounding success, the only problem was it also killed them in the process.
Which wouldn't have been a problem really.
If only they'd stayed that way.
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They had treated it like a virus, and that's what they created. A virus.
The immune were aggressive and mindless.
They weren't prepared for what they'd created. The immune overran the testing facilities , and then it was an outbreak. In 3 major cities.
If a muggle was bitten by one of the immune, scratched or got blood in their mouth or eyes , it took anything from minutes to hours for it to kill them. Once dead, the virus lived on in their corpse , reanimating it as vicious and bloodthirsty as an inferni.
The fever would burn through them , then like the virus it was all they thought of was infecting the next host.
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The large cities fell first.
The infection spread among the muggles like headlice in a school. if one had it , they all had it.
London, Edinburgh , Manchester and Cardiff all fell in the first week.
The army called a state of national emergency and closed off the airports and docks.
Then they firebombed the big cities , but it was too late.
In a last desperate attempt, they thought they could contain it to the UK , it's an Island after all.
But the immune broke through the channel tunnel, then the virus was in France.
Then Europe.
Then the the radios and tvs went out.
Another week and the electric was out .
And the survivors in the UK were left in the dark.
The wizarding world was even less prepared than the muggles.
Purebloods and half bloods that spent their whole lives in the wizarding world, were completely undone when no manner of defensive or aggressive spells could prevent the infected from reaching them.
Great families fell , as unplottable manors with the darkest of blood wards were overrun with ease. The sacred 28 was no more, as wizarding familes large and small were decimated.
If a witch or wizard was bitten, the fever raged through them and destroyed their magic.
Having their magic burned out of their blood drove them insane , the tortured and agonised howls of the bitten witches and wizards losing their minds along with their magic were enough to terrify any who heard them , and once turned they were louder, faster and more aggressive than the muggle infected.
They called them screamers.
The immune were drawn mostly to noise and the smell of blood, but they were slow and fumbling and, provided you didn't get caught in a horde , could usually be escaped.
The screamers were attracted to magic.
The screamers could run.
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When the city of London fell , so did Diagon Alley.
Immune walked through the barrier at the leaky cauldron as though it was a children's parlour trick , and the unprepared denizens of the street were as lambs to the slaughter. The alley was overrun.
When the firebombs fell , with no-one to protect it, it was reduced to burnt out buildings and ashes like the rest of the city.
Many witches and wizards retreated to Hogsmeade and the deeply ingrained childhood memory, of the safety of Hogwarts' stone walls.
The castle held for a short time , even after Edinburgh fell.
But the immune could not be held back for long.
In the end it was the dark forest that did it, It was far too open , too vast.
They found their way to the grounds.
Infected muggles alone could have been held back perhaps, but when hogsmeade was overrun , and all the magical inhabitants turned, the resulting screamers tore through the castle before many had a chance to do anything about it.
The funny thing was , it was the castle that killed most of them in the end.
The inherent and protective magic of the castle itself , designed to keep witches and wizards safe for centuries.
Magic that for years had cared for students, and prevented attacks and made the castle as impenetrable as a fortress.
Anti Apparition wards.
When the screamers trapped them in parts of the castle , the witches and wizards were stuck, unable to apparate out of the castle until the headmaster himself fell and the school wards fell right along with him.
The remaining witches and wizards scattered to the wind , apparating to who knows where as soon as they were able to, the first place they could think of in their panicked mind.
No-one knows how many died from splinching , as frantic magic folk apparated blindly out of fear , and a desperate need to be anywhere that wasn't where they were in that moment.
Friends and families were flung apart , and it was a hard lesson to learn that even a patronus message could not be sent , lest you want to lead a group of screamers to your loved ones, as they followed the patronus on it's journey.
Nowhere was safe.
And that was how Severus Snape found himself sleeping on the roof of a van, shivering from the cold and praying that tonight would not be the night that a screamer found him in his sleep.
Just to let you guys know , I'm posting up a few of my WIP stories , just to see if there's any interest in them.
However please be warned , they will not be updated as frequently as my founding 3 stories (not the same girl , it started off with a kick , signs) once those stories are completed , the others will be updated more frequently.