Note to all: I do NOT own Harry Potter, I own only the new names and that is it. JKR (Being who she is) can keep the honor of owning Harry Potter. It's bad enough that I act like him.

Chapter 1: Grant's Unexpected Friend

Grant Wellingly bounded forward, careful of his surroundings and his team. His Auror team, Team Beta (or as they called themselves Wolf Team), was following closely behind him. His right-hand man, and best friend, Karl Malestorm, was next to him.

"The team is too prepared; something is going to go wrong. You feel it?" Karl asked, keeping his voice low enough for just Grant to hear.

"Yeah, but until we get there, we have to be at the top of our game." Grant replied.

Melissa, the only female team member, pulled up next to him.

"Captain, slow down to a stop; I hear something coming from ahead." She said.

Grant, who knew when Melissa was pulling a prank, stopped and raised his right hand. His team consisted of some of the finest Aurors to enter the Ministry. Grant had his instinctive leadership skills which made him Captain. Karl, a truly unique individual, was capable of foretelling a change of plans and was usually right about it. Melissa was the one with most sensitive hearing and could hear the tiniest noise in a street full of people. Zach was an expert at strategy. He could be put in a situation with no hope of winning and get through it by using his strategy. The last member, also the newest, Frank wasn't known for his major uses, but he knew more about spells and Death Eaters than Hermione Granger knew about books.

"Melissa, what was it?" Karl asked; his voice no more than a whisper.

"A rat." Melissa's reply was final.

Grant raised his hand and took off towards the house of known Death Eater, Bart Vilmask. They came to a stop in front of his house. Grant, who knew when to lead and when to strategize, called Zach forward.

"Zach, give me some tips here."

"Captain, there are two doors. If we flank him, he'll be surrounded."

"Okay. Zach, you take Melissa and go around back. Karl, Frank, you're with me."

Grant waited half a minute before he lifted his foot to the door. He lifted his hand and kicked the door open. He took a spin to dodge an already shooting spell. He went in and noticed Bart Vilmask ahead crouched to the back door. Silently he raised his wand and casted a Stunning Spell. It collided with Bart, but didn't knock him out. Bart wheeled towards Grant and raised his wand. Grant prepared to lunge out of the way, but Bart raised his wand to his chest and yelled, "Avada Kedavra."

Grant watched as Bart fell dead, his eyes lifeless. Melissa walked up and looked at Grant.

"Paperwork should read suicide rather than surrender. Search the house; I want to know if we missed anything." Grant ordered.

Grant took to looking out the house to see if they were caught when Zach called for him.

"Captain, we've got a new problem."

"What is it?"

"Come and see for yourself."

Grant climbed the stairs and stopped next to Zach. Zach pointed in the doorway and Grant walked in. The room was set up for a baby and in the corner was a crib.

"Damn." Grant's word came out in a whisper.

"How in the hell could this have been missed?" Percy Weasley's face grew a dark red.

Grant stood in front of his superior with his team flanking him. No one said anything. Everyone knew Percy's track record at the Ministry and no one cared to see him upset.

"You're supposed to know EVERY little detail before going against a Death Eater. I know the case about his death, but we should've known about the little girl before we go killing a Death Eater." Percy growled.

The door to the office swung open and in came, to Grant's dismay, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger.

"Percy, they didn't receive them memo." Ron said stepping forward.

"What memo?" Grant and Percy gaped.

"Minutes after you left, a memo was sent to your office stating that there was a little girl there. She's only 8 months and her father is now dead." Hermione stated.

"So where does this leave us?" Grant turned to his superior.

Percy was standing there, but the color in his face returned.

"Grant, take her home."

"But sir, I don't have any experience in that field."

"Well, you'd better get used to it."

Grant looked at his superior with a cold hard stare. Karl looked at his Captain's eyes and thought of the phrase if looks could kill.

"Yes, sir." Grant said. He raised his hand and let it fall, "Dismissed."

The team left and Grant whirled around to pick up the newborn baby.