The Human Element
Written by Avery Jay Tazius Sirius Delany.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, places or names featured in the Harry Potter series, written by the great J.K Rowling. I have borrowed these characters to use in my fanfiction for the joy of creating a piece of written fiction and do not intend/will not pursue to make any profit from the following story. Any names, characters, places otherwise used have been created by the author (me). If you wish to use any of these from henceforth please contact me to let me know, as well as asking to use my characters I would also be interested in reading what you have written about them, so please contact me first.
Author's Note: Thank you for choosing to read the Human Element. As read in the summary, this follows Teddy Lupin and his 2 friends who are custom characters; Taylor Meadows and Alice Tamworth. It features some old and classic Harry Potter characters and many new faces that I've created myself. The fic itself centres more around the overall plotline and each individual character's stories, rather than pure fantasy and magic (although this is a factor).
Ratings: Later on in the story there will be quite a lot of Mature content which is why although the beginning chapters may be classed as a T rating, it will get more mature as the story progresses so please bare that in mind. Before any Mature chapters, I will post a warning.
This fic is not yet complete, but I will be updating as much as possible and uploading the chapters straight after editing.
Prologue
A small, dark figure slipped through the gradually opening wall. Before it had even stopped, they were hurrying up the silent street. The shops on either side had been closed hours before and the last lingering shoppers had long since vacated Diagon Alley to return home, ready for the start of the new term tomorrow morning.
Footsteps echoed against the cobbled floor. As the figure approached a bend in the street, the full moon appeared from behind the massive towering building of Gringotts Wizarding Bank. It cast a bright light against the figure's face, revealing a young, female under the heavy hooded cloak. She was hidden again moments later when she took a left just past Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, and slipped down the darkened, deserted alleyway.
The difference of this street was immediately apparent. Even at night Diagon Alley's warm and welcoming atmosphere lingered, and you could see that the shops were well used and taken care of. This street though was lined with dirty windowed shops long since abandoned. She hurried on down the dirty, damp and neglected street, past the windows thick with dust and ignoring the pack of rats scurrying around in the disgusting gutter. The air was heavy with dark memories and made it hard to breath.
Shortly after she approached a deserted shop. A black, creaky sign swung above decorated with old fashioned lettering that marked it as the once famous Dark Arts shop, Borgin and Burkes. It stood eerily empty, closed down long ago by the Ministry's Aurors team dispatched to hunt down the remaining Death Eaters and had never been used since.
The building next to it however, was not as empty. In the filthy window stood a single candle, burning half heartidly. A dark shadow flitted around in the room beind it. She stepped up to the door and as soon as she raised her hand to knock on the solid, wooden door it was flung open. A black cloth was thrust across her eyes and a pair of rough hands grabbed her around the wrists. No words were spoken as two hooded people bundled her through a dimly lit corridor and up a steep staircase. After stumbling repeatidly the stairs finally gave way to solid ground once again. After a few moments she was finally brought to a halt in a big, sparce bedroom.
The two henchmen bowed and left the room as two more figures appeared. Both were heavily cloaked with tall black hoods covering their faces. One was slightly larger and meatier though, and the other was smaller and of a more feminine build. The taller figure pulled a thin wand from a pocket in his robe and wordlessly removed the tight blindfold. As soon as it was removed the smaller figure stepped forward with her wand raised.
Before the girl could move or speak the small figure screamed "Crucio!", and the last thing she felt was a white hot fire spread through her body as she collapsed to the floor.