The Twilight of Magic

Prelude: Weakening

A/N: Alright, I knew I said to many of you, I would never write a Harry Potter fic. This is proving me wrong. But beware, this is not a bedtime story. If you don't like important character death, please do not read. I won't add any more spoilers, but don't get mad at me if your favorite character dies. I don't own Harry Potter.

Prelude: Thirty years. So much had changed in thirty years. Thirty years since the day of glory, the fall of Lord Voldemort. Thirty years since the triumph of Harry Potter, and the restoration of peace and justice. A lot can change in thirty years.

Shortly after his voctory, Harry Potter was officially inducted into the Order of Aurors, and he rose rapidly over a span of three years, to become head of thier ranks. He had three children, James, Lily, and Albus Potter. He married Ginny Weasley, and she was also a distinguished Auror in her own right. All three, James, Lily, and Albus, passed through Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. James exceeded even his father in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Lily became a legend for her brillient Charm work. Albus passed both, scoring off the charts on both Defense, and Charms, and also Transfiguration.

Ronald Weasley, second of the three great heroes responsible for the death of Lord Voldemort, married Hermione Granger, and they had two children, Rose and Hugo. Rose became an accomplished Potions master, and Hugo studied extensively to become a Charms prodigy. He surpassed all but Lily Potter, and his own mother. Ronald became an Auror, and was nearly as feared by dark wizards as Harry Potter himself. Hermione founded the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, then went on to work with her husband as an Auror.

Of other distinguished personages, Arthur Weasley became Minister of Magic after Kingsley Shacklebolt retired. Molly Weasley aided her husband as his greatest advisor. Percy Weasley went on to become head of Magical Law Enforcement. George Weasley owned and opperated Weasley's Wizard Weezes for almost ten years before he expanded the one shop into almost three hundred worldwide. Charlie Weasley died while working with dragons in Romania. Bill Weasley had one child, Victiore, with his wife, Fleur Delacour. Both worked for Gringotts Wizard Bank.

The Order of the Pheonix was officially disbanded by it's surviving leader, Harry Potter, shortly after Lord Voldemort's death.

Minerva McGonagall was named Headmistress of Hogwarts, a possition she held until her death, whereupon Filius Flitwick succeeded her.

Yes, a lot can change in thirty years. But then, what if all that had changed wasn't so good?

:Prelude End:

William Hill had been on the London police force for nearly ten years, but he'd never seen anything like this. They had gotten a random call that a man had killed seven people, and was still in the area. They had gone to investigate, and had come across this very strange man, wearing a black cloak. His face was hidden. He stood maybe 6'1", around 150 pounds.

"You are in my way, Muggles." His voice spoke out, a soft voice, somehow warm, but still cold at the same time. He had stopped moving when they had come into view, and he stood quite still.

The chief spoke up."You're coming with us, sir. We've had a report that you've killed a number of people in this burg!"

The man laughed. The sound sent shivers up Will's spine."I've no intention of spending the night in your filthy muggle prison. Now move, or I'll make you."

The chief grunted."Take him in boys. We've got more things to do than arrest a smart alek."

They moved forward, and before most of them knew it, everything was over.

The man's arm whipped forward, and a bright green light flared in the alley. When Will blinked, all of his patrol but him was dead. He looked in terror at the man, who's hood had been thrown back when he moved. He had long blond hair pulled back into a tail, and bright golden eyes. He was very handsome, but Will could only concentrate on what the man held.

A slender wand, maybe fourteen inches long, which was glowing slightly at the tip. The man smiled at him, and pointed the wand directly at him."Soon, muggle, your kind shall know far more than you wish. But you, my friend. shall not live to see that day of glory." His smiled widened, and he spoke again."Avada Kedavra!"

Once again, the light flashed, and Will heard a rushing sound, and then everything went black.

A/N: Hmmm! Gotta love this chapter! Oh, by the way, the Dark Wizard at the end is mine, so please don't use him. I've actually wanted to write a story like this for a long time. Be gentle, as this is my first HP fic, and I haven't read the books in a while. Hope you liked it!