A/N- This is my first fanfic, I hope you like it. please review! x
Twenty years after The Dark Lord was defeated, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry hired a new teacher. This new teacher was different, and specialised in healing magic and using ancient runes. Professor Bane had travelled far from America in the time space of under a minute. The other professors assumed he had used apparation to get to Hogsmeade, so were not suspicious of the fact that he looked wearily tired and his lack of luggage. They were however, bemused by his choice of style. His hair stuck up in spikes, highlighted by the glitter mixed in his hair gel. He wore sparkly, tight, brightly coloured muggle clothes, and when he spoke his voice was rough, as if he had been crying consistently for over a year. He had in fact, arrived by a portal, which he had helped complete almost 200 years ago. He had a strange way of speaking- not quite an American accent- and he spoke of 'mundanes' and referred to all of the students 'warlocks' when speaking to them as a collective. Only one person knew the truth, the headmaster, and had been asked to teach medical skills as a special favour.
Minerva McGonagall had been saved by Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn many years ago when she had got into a spot of trouble on holiday in New York. Magnus found the young McGonagall passed out from a demon attack two blocks away from his house. He took her home and healed her before she died from the poison running through her veins. She later claimed that she was bitten by a dog, but believed Magnus when he explained about the shadow world.
"We live in a world that is not quite how you imagine." He explained.
"I know." She replied.
"You know of the shadow world? The nephlim and the downworlders?" He asked, confused.
"No…" Minerva wavered. She was in her third year at Hogwarts, and thought that she should have been taught this by now if it was something they should know. "What are nephlim?"
Discombobulated as he was, Magnus replied automatically. "Nephlim are half human, half angel. They are swifter, more agile than ordinary humans and can use runes to make them even more so. Downworlders are species with demon blood running through their veins, or have been contaminated with a disease of demonic origin such as vampires and werewolves. The Faerie Folk are half angel and half demon, beautiful as the first and as cunning as the second. Warlocks, like me, are half human and half demonic. We are magic users, but cannot have children." Magnus paused, waiting for a response. " Why is it that you do not seem surprised by this information?"
"I… I am witch. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I know of werewolves and have heard of vampires, but not of demons and the… Fair folk?" She sat thinking for a minute. "So… You are a wizard? But cannot have children? That is… Unusual. Sorry, you haven't told me your name yet."
"I am Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn. I am a warlock, not a wizard. I cannot have children, no. It is impossible. Yet you seem to think it is…There are more of you? In this… Hogwarts? How many?"
"Hundreds. Not just in the school, there's a whole wizarding community." Minerva knew she should not be saying this to a muggle, but Magnus did not seem like an ordinary muggle. She detected truth in his words, and trusted him to keep her secret.
"Interesting," He mused. "I shall have to investigate this some day. In the meantime, you have not stated your name yet."
"Minerva McGonagall, sir. Will you show me the shadow world?"
"In time Minerva, in time."
And so an unlikely friendship was formed.