Chapter One

Harry Potter stared at his desk and sighed, he hated working as an Auror. He had thought that it would be exciting but as everything else in his life it had turned out to be not what he expected. Three years waisted for nothing, three years in which he learned the dark spells necessary to catch dark wizards and still the miasma of depression and pain was his constant companion. It was all his fault, all those deaths, George was a skeleton of what he once was because of him. Even Ginny couldn't stop this horrible depression he was feeling, he felt as though he didn't deserve to live because so many others had died for him.

An alarm sounded and he jumped up from his desk, grabbing his wand and turning to Ron who had been dozing at his own desk. Ron always had been a sound sleeper and now was no exception. He might get into trouble if Harry didn't wake him and so he went over to his softly snoring friend and flicked at his ear. Ron groaned softly and snorted in his sleep, Harry flicked his ear a few more times before licking his finger and putting it into his best mate's ear. Ron brushed the hand away. "Go away Fred."

"Its me Ron, there's a robbery going on." Harry said, that was what the alarm meant, one of the more important wizard's houses was being robbed.

"Oh." Ron said. "Well they can bloody well rob it when I'm not taking a nap. Hermoine has kept me up all night, apparently she's going through a particularly horny stage."

"Gross, I don't need to know about your relations with Hermoine, she's like a sister to me."

"Yeah and Ginny is like a sister to me and..."

"Don't start that again! I told you, just because we both agreed that we were better off as friends then as lovers..."

"Well you didn't hear her crying!" Ron replied.

"I spilt my share of tears, its hard when a relationship ends but she seems happy with Neville." Harry replied, indeed he had caught them together even before they had stopped seeing each other. Neville had been dismayed to find that Harry and Ginny were together and Harry didn't blame him for the transgression. They had however continued to see each other after Harry and Ginny had broken up. "Come on now Ron we need to go, or else the wizard or witch will escape!"

"Very well." Ron replied and they walked together to what was called the situation room, they both pressed the red buttons and were portkeyed away to the house in question. It turned out to be the Malfoy's Mansion and Harry was surprised that anyone would dare to rob it, as he stood there gaping for a moment a man with a bag ran by him and Harry cast a hasty Pertificus Totalus. The figure went down, the sack tumbling from his lax hand. Harry walked up to the figure and found that it was Dennis Creevy.

"Dennis?" Harry asked shocked and Dennis stared at him wide eyed. Harry muttered the leg locking jinx. "Now tell me why you were robbing Malfoy Manor."

"The Malfoys are known death eaters and death eaters killed my brother." Dennis hissed in reply. "Why should they have wealth and magical possessions when my brother lies six feet under ground? I was simply taking my payment from his death."

"The Malfoys didn't kill your brother, I am sorry but you will have to serve a term in Ascaband." He said and the boy nodded.

"I thought that, that would be the case." He admitted and Harry sighed.

"Can you take him to booking Ron?" Harry asked and Ron nodded.

"Are you sure you don't want the capture bonus?" Ron asked and Harry shook his head as Draco ran towards them.

"Did you catch the thief?" He demanded.

"Yes Malfoy, unfortunately however the items he stole will have to be used as evidance in the case, you will get them back within a fortnight."

"Very well, only he took my wand, could I have that back at least?" He asked and Harry nodded opening the bag and seeing a strange array of items, he fished out the wand before nearly being bitten by an ordinary box. "I can't believe he stole my grandmother's jewlery box, it bites anyone not of the Malfoy blood."

"An inchanting peice to be sure." Harry said and Draco laughed.

"True but you'll find that it has its uses, you may leave my property." He said and they both nodded, Harry disapperated and reappearated in the ministry walls. As an Auror he had clearance to apperate into the building. The overwhelming sense of despair hit him again and he fell into the depths of it. What was the point in continuing his existence? Was his life a thing of meaning beyond to the papers? Why should he continue on as he was, with the insults hurled at him by mourners or the accusing glances. There was no point in this existence he decided. It was better to die in the same way that Surius had then continue in such a manner.

He walked slowly to the room with the veil in front of it, there was nothing left for him in this world it was time to go onto the next. He sighed softly it was time to go, resolutely he took three steps and vanished beyond the veil. He was met with an inky blackness, not the death he had expected.

"Ah one is to be judged, come sisters we must judge this one. So much guilt? So delicious, so very tasty and so much sorrow. Poor boy, but you are not guilty of what you believe. Perhaps a rest is best for you and then we will decide which time suits you best. Never fret you will find the happiness and love you crave in the arms of someone you least expect."

"I like this one sister." Another voice said. "So brave and young and yet he has a slyer side to him that waits to be awakened."

"We are agreed then?" A third women asked.

"Yes." The other two replied and Harry was baffled before he sank into a welcome blackness.

AN: Those were of course the three fates, I see the gate as a passageway between worlds and times. As for this story, I'm a University student, a softmore and I'm pretty busy as it is with school. If no one is interested in this story I may have to drop it. So review if you want this to continue.