Preface:
Clunk! Clunk! Clunk! Alastor "Mad Eye" Moody's wooden framed foot steps were, in the least, unmistakable. The heavy wooden souls of the metallic leg clunked heavily against the Ministry of Magic Auror office hard tile floor. Many of his peers turned in disbelief, and some of them had actually nearly died, in Moody's opinion, because paper airplanes missed there esophagus' by inches. He grumbled something to him self about "bloody fools" and continued walking towards the lift.
"Alastor you can't possibly be thinking of going at a time like this--"
"Then what time, Hamilton, do you suggest that I go. Because, unlike you, I'm not a coward!" Growled Moody. His dislike of this particular Auror blasting from him like a flame, a malicious dragon's flame, bent to kill, and murder. Hamilton was about to get in the lift with him and yell at Moody, but Moody smiled at him and turned on the spot with a whirl of cloak. Hamilton gasped. How on earth did he do that? He answered him self feeling stupid as he read the sign above the lift. Exception to the anti disapparition Jinx. Auror's apparate.
Moody arrived at a small muggle house in Little Whining. The house was supposedly belonging to a Mrs. Fig. An old muggle by Ministry standers; however, Alastor Moody knew better, this woman was a squib. He could see it from the way she did her lawn. It showed signs of obviously attempted magic, but to no avail.
Moody walked up to the door. Being extra precautious he chose to act on this Squib as he did the most feared dark wizards. Meaning she would not know he entered her house, and no one else would begetting in, muggle, or Wizard. He first tapped his metallic artificial leg and thought. Silencio! There were no more audible clunking sounds as Alastor walked towards the houses front door. That he also tapped and placed a silencing spell on before casting, non verbally, Alohomora!
Moody watched the muggle lock twist horizontally and then back to vertical. The door swung open in absolute silence. Moody entered shutting it firmly behind him and thinking furiously,
"You will not open to anything but ample amounts of blood." He knew this was a crud way of doing it and he felt the door solidify its self as part of the stone wall that surrounded it. He looked around the house not seeing anything and he couldn't see through walls, and to his knowledge no one could. (yes this is before he got the eye)
"Homenum Revelio" Growled moody and watched two shadows appear on the top most room directly above him. He began up the stairs listening hard for voices, and when he found the room that they were issuing from. He pointed his wand at it and said rather forcefully.
"Fling!" The door flew from its hinges slamming into something-or someone- with a dull thud. Mrs. Fig, or who he guessed to be her, let out a shrill ear splitting scream, and dove for the man under the door. Instinctively Moody Roared
"Relashio!" and as if fire had erupted on her hands she released the person from under the heavy door. Argus Filch was lying underneath the door frame.
"FILCH!" Roared moody more shocked than angry. Argus Filch kicked the door off of him and clutched against the furthest wall away from moody.
"Sorry, filch, I'll---Com ere son." Said Moody giving his hand out to the Hogwarts Caretaker.
"YOU LITTLE BASTERD!! HOW DARE YOU COME IN ERE AND TRY TO KILL ME, DUMBLEDORE WILL HERE ABOUT THIS HE---"
"IMPEDIMENTA!!" Moody was forced to shout over Filch and the Hogwarts care taker was forced, no not forced--Hurled across the room like an ugly spinning Frisbee going 100 MPH. The man toppled onto the ground with a very loud crash.
"SHUT UP you stinking squib!" Roared moody not at all happy with the way Filch was treating him.
"Incarcerous!" thick rust colored ropes bound around Mrs. Fig stopping, gagging, and nearly suffocating her in their attempts to bind her. The ropes succeeded with ease.
"Right, I'll, I'll just be on my way." said moody clearly flustered. He spun on the spot disappearing into nothing. Once he left the enchantments on the house lifted instantly.
Next chapter: Eye spy a paranoid wizard who doesn't stop until he's found six plots to murder him.