Ok...this story isn't a complete parody, since I'm keeping the names of the HP characters and the locations and magic; but this fanfic is going to be based heavily on Fox's 24. Each chapter will take place over one hour. All OCs and anything unfamiliar (Except for the Weasley grandchildren, Draco's, Neville's, and Percy's wives) belong to me. Everything else belongs to JK Rowling. This story takes place on May 2 and 3 of 2018.
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The following takes place between 6:00 AM and 7:00 AM
6:00:10 AM
Somewhere outside of Yorkshire, England
A tall, hooded figure stood atop a hill looking over the city. The sun rose behind him casting his shadow over th outskirts of the still sleepy town. He smirked.
'Today will be the beginning of the end...' He thought. The man disapperated into a small dark cabin occupied with two others, baring their lit wands.
"Is it done?" He asked.
One of his accomplices nodded. "Harry Potter will die by the end of the day."
The first man smiled. "Excellent. There is no room for error. This day must go perfectly."
"Yes, sir."
6:02:34 AM
12 Grimmauld Place, London
Harry Potter stretched his legs as he sat down at his kitchen table. Kreacher was getting along in his years, so Harry told him to wake up on his own time. Thus, Harry had to make breakfast himself. While he ate, he looked over his paperwork. As head of the Auror Department at the Ministry of Magic, he had to go over report after report of wizarding terrorism that had been going on ever since Voldemort's death.
Harry looked up when he heard footsteps. He smiled as he saw his wife descending from the staircase.
"Morning." Harry greeted.
Ginny smiled as she walked over to her husband. "Good morning." She kissed Harry on the cheek. "Whatcha looking at?"
"More reports of random attacks in Preston." Harry sighed. "You'd think that after twenty years everything would go back to normal, but no..."
"Well, my dad said that even when there wasn't a war going on, there was still violence." Ginny stated. She bent down and took a bite of Harry's buttered toast. "Hey, think of it this way: if there was no violence, you'd be out of a job."
"True..."
Ginny went to make herself breakfast. Harry focused on one intruging report.
'Known Death Eater, Avery (65) was sighting near Hogsmeade last Friday night. Witnesses saw him appear at the end of High Street, then he disapperated. Avery was known for being in He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's inner circle twenty years ago. It is unknown whether or not he's still active in his crimes.'
"Son of a bitch..." Harry muttered. 'What was Avery doing out of prison? Was he up to something? Are other Death Eaters involved?'
"Harry?" Harry hastily put the report away as Ginny re-entered the room with a breakfast plate and coffee. "What's wrong?"
Harry smiled. "Nothing."
"It's not nothing. I can read your face pretty well by now." Ginny sat down. "Talk to me."
The Auror just sighed and shook his head. "It's really nothing, Gin. Just...a death eater was sighted in Hogsmeade last weekend."
Ginny's eyes widened. "Oh my God."
"Yeah."
"Okay...well..." Ginny cleared her throat. "I hope it's nt too serious."
"Me too."
6:06:45 AM
Ministry of Magic
The ministry was in full swing with sunlight streaming through the fake windows. Wizards were apparating and arriving via floo powder and memos were flying everywhere. In the Auror department, aurors were at work confiding to their recently invented wizards' glasses, which were TV screen sized surveillance cameras. All they'd have to do is say the place they wanted to see, and said place would appear on the screen.
Some aurors were also talking on another recent invention, Wiz-communicators, also known as WCs. They doubled both as a mobile phone and a Personl Digital Assistant, except they work with magic. All you would have to do is use the keypad to type in the person's full name, and his or her face would appear on screen, and you could talk. If you wanted to have a private conversation, you'd put the WC to your ear.
Chloe Ordis was a medium height woman of 25 with shoulder length dark blonde hair and brown eyes. She was blunt, sarcastic, and serious; but also very smart. She looked over Kent and Yorkshire to make sure nothing bad was happening over there. She sighed.
'Same old nothing happening as usual...' She thought. Her communicator beeped. "Ordis." She answered. She listened intently to the caller. Her frown deepened. "Are you sure?...and it's today?...All right, thanks. I'll tell him."
Chloe stood up and headed towards Kingsley Shackelbolts' office. She didn't need to go that far. Kingsley was standing twelve feet away talking to another Auror.
"Minister?" Chloe asked as she approached the two.
Kingsley glanced at Chloe, then turned back to his friend. "Let me know when you have it."
"Yes, sir." The auror walked off.
Kingsley turned back to Chloe. "Yes, Chloe?"
"Somers just called me a few minutes ago. He said that he overheard a couple of Death Eaters." Chloe said. "They said that there's going to be an attempt on Harry Potyters' life today."
"Merlin's Beard." Kingsley replied. He sighed and shook his head. "How serious is this threat?"
"Very. They want him dead in twenty-four hours."
"All right Thanks for letting me know. And let me know if anything else comes up about this.:"
"Yes, sir."
6:14:23 AM
12 Grimmauld Place
Harry sat in his sitting room aiming his wand at random dust bunnies, making them skid across the floor into the fireplace. Ginny was at the Daily Prophet headquarters dropping off her articles on the recent Quidditch match between the USA and Kenya, and Lily was up and eating breakfast.
Harry's communicator beeped. "Potter." He answered.
"Harry, this is Kingsley. Do you have a minute?" Kingsley asked.
"Yeah."
"Listen to me carefully. We just heard from a very reliable source that there will be an attempt on your life today."
Harry's eyes widened. He swallowed. "With all due respect...I get death threats at least once a month. Why is this any different?"
"Because they want you dead in twenty-four hours." Kingsley stated. "Harry, I'm advising you as a friend, please, take this seriously, and be very careful and alert today."
Harry sighed. "All right, I will."
"Good." Kingsley smiled. "You coming in?"
"Yeah. Ginny's dropping off some articles at the Daily Prophet. She'll be home in a few minutes, then I'll leave." Harry replied.
"All right. See you then."
"Bye." Harry hung up and groaned in dread. He knew a major death threat was inevitable. He got rid of the darkest wizard of all time! Voldemort's Death Eaters were just about to rule the world, when, BAM! He ruined it all. The doorbell rang as Harry walked out to the hallway. Getting paranoid, he pulled out his wand and aimed it at the door. Harry took a deep breath and walked to the door and slowly opened it.
"Harry!" Hermione greeted. Harry exhaled sharply. "What are you doing?"
"Hermione, where did you send your parents when we were on the run in '97?" Harry asked.
Hermione just stared. "....Sydney, Australia. Why?"
Harry gave a big sigh of relief and lowered his wand. "Sorry about that. Come in."
Hermione walked int the house with her ten year old son Hugo in tow. Harry cleared his throat. "Hey, Hugo. Lily's downstairs eating breakfast."
"Thanks, Uncle Harry." Hugo smiled, then he hugged his mother good-bye.
Hermione waited until Hugo was out of sight and turned t Harry. "Wanna tell me what's going on?"
Harry swallowed. "Kingsley called me a few minutes ago. He told me that there will be an attempt on my life today. The people behind it want me dead by tomorrow morning."
Hermione stared in shock and horror./ "Oh my God...uh...then should you really be going into work today?"
"It's my job, Hermione." Harry stated. "Plusd I want to find out who's responsible and put a stop to this."
"Harry..." Hermione sighed and shook her head. She knew he wqas going to say that.
"I'm not trying to be a hero, Hermione. It's my job." Harry argued.
Hermione gave in. "Fine. I'm heading over to the ministry right now. Let me know how Ginny takes it."
"She doesn't have to know..." Harry said simply.
"Harry, she is your wife. She has a right to know!" Hermione threw her hands up.
"I don't want to worry or scare her." Harry argued back. "Besides, what's the worst that can happen?"
Just then, Ginny apparated behind Harry, who spun around and aimed his wand at her. "When was the last time we had sex?"
Hermione put her hand to hwer mouth to supress a laugh. She blushed. "Um...okay, that's my cue. Harry, I'll see you later, and Ginny, Hugo's here. Make sure he stays out of trouble." Hermipone disapparated.
Ginny stared at her husband. "A, three weeks ago on the living room floor. B, what gives?"
Harry lowered his wand. "I'm sorry. I just got a new report, and I'm getting a little paranoid."
"Wow. The report must be major to think someone's impersonating your wife." Ginny folded her arms.
"Again, I'm sorry." Harry hugged Ginny, who sighed and gave in. She returned the hug.
"Fine. I forgive you." Ginny smiled. "Have fun at work."
"Don't I always?" Harry joked. They laughed and shared a kiss.
6:18:11 AM
Ministry of Magic
Harry and Hermione arrived at the Auror office. Hermione turned to Harry. "Ron's here. I have a breifing wiuth the law enforcement team. Let me know if anything progresses."
"Okay." Harry walked over to the group of cubicles. "Everyone listen up!" He said loudly. All eyes turned to him./ "I know about the threat on my life today. I want everyone to check out the Battle of Hogwarts in 1998. I think that's what this is about. I want a list of all living Death Eaters that were involved in the battle. Also, I want updates every fifteen minutes of new leads and attacks. Thank you. Let's get to it, shall we?" He watched as everyone muttered in agreement and went back to work. Harry heaved a big sigh and went to his station. He had a feeling that today was going to be a long day.
6:26:47 AM
Bristol, England
In a small cottage on the outskirts of Bristol, Minerva McGonagol sat on a chair gazing out the window. She clutched a small piece of a photo I her palm as if her life depended on it. She heard the door open slowly.
"Grandma?" Her 32 year old granddaughter, Maisie asked. "What are you doing up so early?"
Minerva turned and smiled at Maisie. "I couldn't sleep."
"Okay, well...would you like some tea?" Maisie smiled.
"Thank you, dear."
Minerva found herself wondering what the afterlife was like. She wondered if her late husband and her late friends who died in the two wizard wars will greet her. The door opening again, and a reflection of a hooded figure answered Minerva's questions as to why she was thinking about the afterlife. If she was thirty years younger, Minerva would definitely fight for her life. But, she just didn't have the energy. She sighed.
"So...how are you going to do it?" Minerva asked. She turned around. "Slowly and painfully, or quick?"
The man didn't answer. Instead, he raised his wand and pointed it at Minerva McGonagol's heart. "Avada Kedavra!"
Maisie heard a scream and saw a flash of green light. Heart pounding, she ran into the sitting room She screamed as she saw her grandmother laying dead on the floor. A ripped-out photo of herself with a green Dark Mark stamped over her face.
6:34:56 AM
Ministry of Magic
Kingsley practically rqn to the Auror department with a rolled-up piece of parchment in his hand. Harry looked up, and stood up, slightly concerned.
"Minerva McGonagol is dead." Kingsley saaid sadly.
"Harry went numb. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard. He swallowed. "How?"
"Her granddaughter found her dead in the sitting room with this..." He held up a torn-out picture of McGonagol with a green dark mark on it. "laying next to her."
Harry gasped and shook his head. "I...I haven't seen this in years."
"The Dark Mark, or the picture?"
"The Dark Mark." Harry replied. He then thought of the reports he's heard of sightings of Death Eaters. "I think the Death Eaters are behind this. Who else would use that mark?"
"I agree." Kingsley rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Put your people on high alert. Make finding the death eaters your top priority. I do not want anything to get in the way of our victory anniversary luncheon."
"Yes, sir." Harry nodded. After watching Kingsley leave, he turned to address the aurors. "Everyone? If I could have your attention, please." Everyone turned to him. "I'm sorry to announce that Minerva McGonagol was found dead in her home a few minutes ago. We think Death Eaters are responsible. I want everyone on this. Make finding the Death eaters your first priority." Everyone went back to work.
Chloe came up to Harry. "Sir. I got a lead on a Death eater."
"Speak." Harry turned to her, listening intently. 'That was fast...'
"He goes by the name Osterlind. I'm not sure if it's his real name." Chloe explained. "But he was spotted in a run-down warehouse in Sussex."
"Thanks, Chloe. Good work." He ran over to ron's cubicle. "Ron! We have a lead. Let's go!"
"Where to?" Ron asked, pulling out his wand.
"A run-down warehouse in Sussex/" Harry replied. He turned to another Auror named Adam. "Send backup teams in five minutes. We need to sneak attack him."
"Got it."
Ron and Harry apparated to the warehouse. It was dark and dusty. They lit their wands and slowly walked inside.
"Hello?" Harry called out softly. "Mr. Osterlind?"
The heard a rustle ahead of them. Ron and Haqrry aimed their wands in front of them ad they walked further into the warehouse. Harry finally spotted Osterlind opening a window.
"Freeze!" Harry yelled. Osterlind raised his hands in surrender. "Get on the ground, now!"
Osterlind slowly kneeled, then quickly pulled out his wand and flung it at Ron.
Ron screamed as he was thrown back, unconscious. Harry shot a stunning spell at Osterlind, but he disapparated. He ran to Ron.
"Ron?" Harry turned him over. He was still breathing, but he was unconscious. "Damn it!"
6:52:03 AM
Ministry of Magic
After dropping Ron off at St. Mungo's, Harry headed straight for Hermione's office. She looked up.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
Harry sighed. "It's Ron. He's been shot with a dark spell. I had to take him to St. Mungo's."
Hermione paled. "How bad is it?"
"It's serious. He's gonna be at St. Mungo's for a while." Hary replied. Hermione sobbed quietly. Harry heaved a sigh. "Hermione, if you want to take the day off and be with Ron, I'm sure the Minister will understand."
Hermione sniffed and shook her head. "No. I can't take the day off. Not today." She took a deep breath. "I just...need a calming solution, and I'll be fine."
"Okay, if you say so." Harry shrugged. His phone rang. He left the office to answer it. "Potter."
"Harry?" Harry heard Ginny whisper frantically.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked, concerned.
"There are three Death Eaters in our house!" Ginny whspered urgently.
Harry's blood went cold. "Where are you, now?" He headed for the Auror department.
"I'm in Kreacher's den with Kreacher and the kids." Ginny replied. "Oh my God, Harry, why are they doing this? What do they want?"
"Ginny, just calm down." Harry said, controlling his fear. "Just...stay put and keep quiet. I'm on my way." Harry hung up the phone and let one of his coworkers know what was going on. Then, he disapperated.
XX
Ginny took deep, shallow breaths as she held Lily and Hugo close to her. Kreacher was in front of the trio, ready to use his House-Elf magic for defense. Ginny had left her wand in her room.
They heard a door open and held their breaths. One pair of footsteps could be heard descending down the staircase and running to the door of Kreacher's den. Someone knocked.
"Ginny, it's me." Harry said quietly.
Ginny moved to the door. "What time was our oldest son born?"
"5:23 AM on November 20th, 2004." Harry answered. Ginny sighed with relief and opened the door. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Ginny replied. "My wand's in our bedroom."
"I'll get it." Harry disapperated. Ginny was about to protest, but it was too late. Ginny just groaned loudly nd closed the door. She was about to lock it when it was torn off it's hinges. Ginny screamed as she was flown against a wall and fell to unconsciousness. Lily screamed as three strange men in black cloaks approached her, Hugo, and Kreacher.
"DADDY!" Lily screamed. The Death Eaters stunned bot Hugo and Kreacher and dragged Lily out of the room. "AAAH! NO! DADDY!"
Harry flew back downstairs in time to see Lily being dragged out. "No!" He whipped out his wand as a Death Eater pulled out an old soup can and ll three of them put a finger on it. Harry sent a stunning spell after them just as they disappeared. "DAMMIT!"
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