Here's my first attempt at a fanfic. It's going to be HG/SS pretty soon. I would say that this is rated PG-13. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I own nothing at all. It all goes to the great JK Rowling! A very good author, she is!

King's Seven

Chapter One

"After the fall of Grindelwald, the newly created Ministry of Magic replaced the British Wizard Monarchy as the British government. Supporters of Grindelwald had exiled the monarches a decade earlier. The last heir to the throne, Thomas of Jone, was but a small lad at the time. It is unknown of his current whereabouts. Most say that the King is dead, while others believe him to be alive and well. The King's most loyal supporters are called the King's Seven and they continue to believe he will make a return one of these days. The new Ministry of Magic..."

How romantic, Hermione Granger thought, There may be kings and queens amongst us. She scribbled frantically as Professor Binns lectured on about the MoM. Glancing to her left, she saw her best friends sleeping on the desk. Harry had his head turned from her while Ron was quietly snoring. Half and hour later, the lesson ended and the students marched to the Great Hall for dinner.



"What do you think of the whole Lost King issue?" Hermione asked her friends.
"I dunno. Seems fine with me.. he's gone ain't he?" Ron replied.
"Not necessarily. Nobody knows what happened to him. For all we know, he could be... sitting at the High Table for all we know."
"Ha! You're not thinking that Snape is the King, are you?" Ron snorted.
"No, he's not old enough. The King as to be at least 52 if you use 1945 for his birthday."
"Mione, honestly, I don't really care about the king. It's history.. it doesn't matter anymore."
"RON! How could you say something like that! You learn from history."
"Whatever, I'm eating," he said and continued to stuff himself like there was no tomorrow.


That night, Hermione began her essay on "Grindelwald and how he Affected Wizarding Society" in the library. With 15 books surrounding her, she delved into the history of the Wizard Monarchy. Finishing her essay with an hour left before curfew, Hermione began reading for leisure about the Lost King. Since she was a child, Hermione has been fascinated with kings and queens and loved to know everything she could about the topic.

The King's Seven is a group of loyal families who pledged to serve the King and his family forever. They were his advisors, friends, and Secret Keepers. The King's Seven comprised of seven noble families. These families were the most affluent and well respected in the wizarding world and still are today. They are: the Brokaws, Hucks, Nicholsons, Fords, Malfoys, Snapes, and Beasleys.

Hermione reread the passage. Snapes? Malfoys? she thought, That couldn't mean Professor Snape, could it? Or even.. Draco Malfoy? Her mind began to wander with possibilities. She thought of all the things she could ask Snape about the Lost King when she realized, He would never help me.. he hates me! Oh well, I have my books. Glancing at the clock, she realized that she had ten minutes before curfew. She quickly put the books away save 5 that she was going to check out.



"Avada Kedavra," he said and the lifeless body of a handsome young man slumped to the ground.
"Leave the body as a reminder to him. You are all dismissed," Voldemort said and apparated away. He was followed by several other Death Eaters except for seven.

The seven crowded around the body of young Jakobe Jone. One knelt down on one knee and held Jakobe's hand.

"I don't believe it," he said, "He killed the King's son."
"What's done is done, Ford. Come, we'll need to get the body back to the King for proper burial," one of the others said. He took off his mask and knelt down beside Ford.
"What are we going to tell him, Brokaw? He's going to be so disappointed."
"We'll tell him the truth, of course. There was nothing we could do. We arrived, and Voldemort killed him immediately. You were there, Ford. There was nothing we could do," responded Brokaw. "Let's go, boys."



The seven apparated to a formidable castle. They conjured a stretcher and carried the body of Jakobe into the Hall. There, they met the Lost King. The King took one look at the body and trembled to the ground.

"Is that my son?" he asked.
"Yes, sir. I'm afraid it is," Brokaw said.
"Who did this?"
"Voldemort."
"He will pay. You know what he's trying to do don't you? He's killing us all off!"
"Yes, sir."
"My mother, my father, my brothers, and now my son. He will pay. It stops tonight."
"Yes, sir."
"Snape? I want you to begin researching. Find me something, anything to defeat this.. monster." "
Yes, sir," a tall man with long black hair responded.
"Sir, it is rather late. I must go before the Headmaster gets suspicious."
"Go then. Send me any information you can get." Snape nodded and left the Hall.



He apparated to the gates of Hogwarts and headed toward the Headmaster's office.

"Laffy Lizards!" He spat and entered. "Headmaster, I'm back."
"Very good. What news have you?" Headmaster Albus Dumbledore asked.
"Nothing. Tonight was a very odd meeting. The Dark Lord simply lectured us on loyalty and how nobody will get in his way. He then brought in a wizard named Jakobe Jone and killed him."
"Really. Do you know where this Jone wizard came from?"
"No," Snape lied, "I don't. He just said, 'Let that be a lesson'"
"I see," Dumbledore replied, "Severus, go get some rest."
"Yes, sir," Snape responded.


That's the end of Chapter One! Please leave me some feedback! :)