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On a dark, clear night of October, the stars can be seen perfectly. It is the night of the new moon, an ideal time for a ceremony. In a clearing of a pine forest stands a man dressed in a black robe with the hood up to hide his face. He is holding a plain-handled, silver dagger dripping with crimson blood. At his feet in the grass lies a dying fox with blood pouring from the wound in its neck. The man in black is chanting an unknown incantation.
Wind starts to swirl, creating a cyclone of leaves that spins for the duration of the spell. As it subsides a small boy is seen. He is wearing white pajamas. He has pale skin and short red hair like the petals of a rose. He soundlessly sleeps, looking like an angelic child dreaming of heaven.
The man walks the short distance between the child and him. When he reaches the boy's head, he kneels down on one knee and places his hand on the boy's head. A look of frustration appears on his face.
"Stupefy!"
The man suddenly falls back unconscious. Another man appears in the clearing. He is also wearing a black robe. He briskly walks to the sleeping boy and checks for a pulse. He sighs in relief when a strong pulse is found. The man puts his hand in a pocket of the robe searching for and unknown item. A blue ribbon is produced. He grabs the wrist of the unconscious man and the boy's hand while still holding the ribbon. They sit like this for a few seconds, and then disappear into thin air, leaving a forgotten, dead fox.
The three men reappear in a small, plain, cubicle room. There is a door facing them. The boy is still asleep; however, the unconscious man begins to stir. Two men open and walk through the door. One picks up the boy and carries him to another destination. The other man searches the awakening man for any weapons. The dagger is found and given to the other man.
"The Minister is awaiting your report, Alastor."
Alastor nods and begins to walk to the office of the Minister of Magic. A few minutes after Alastor took his leave, a cloaked figure floats into the room. This creature brings a cold chill in its wake. The awakened man backs up into the wall. He struggles to move farther back but fails. He shrinks under the dominating dementor. A simple kiss leaves a soulless body.
A knock is heard at a dark, polished, wooden door.
"Enter."
Alastor opens and walks through the door. "Good evening, Minister," greets Alastor. In front of him is a desk, matching to the door. There are organized piles of paperwork and mail on the desk leaving an area in the middle clear. Behind the desk is a quality, leather chair. Sitting upon this chair is the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"Ah...Alastor Moody! How was your evening?" asks Fudge.
"Busy, sir. I captured the criminal as requested. He had this on him," says Moody as he places the dagger on the clear area of the table. The Minister picks up the dagger and carefully examines it. "An unconscious boy was with him. I am guessing the parents are dead."
"That is a wise assumption," says Fudge while still looking at the dagger. He then holds the dagger up as if on display and says, "This doesn't seem to have any magical properties, but I'll have it checked out by specialists." He sets the dagger down. "The culprit is or has already received the Dementor's Kiss. And the boy is being examined for any harm done to him." Fudge rises from his chair and walks to the door and opens it. "You are dismissed, Moody." Moody nods to the Minister and walks out of the office. Fudge also walks out and tells his secretary, "Send for Severus Snape." He then walks off for his lunch break.
Professor Severus Snape is in his office grading quizzes his fifth year potion's class mostly failed. He is sitting in a simple, wooden chair that is positioned behind a stone desk. The room is surrounded by shelves filled with jars of many sizes containing various item and liquids. Snape sighs in frustration. Even his school house did poorly on this quiz.
A loud rumble of a knock sounds throughout the office. A giant of a man walks into the office and greets, "'Ello, Severus. Oi 'ave some mail fer yeh. Ain't yeh cold down here?"
"No, Hagrid, I am fine," says an irritated Snape. He grabs the mail out the Hagrid's hand and goes back to grading.
Hagrid shrugs and walks out to continue his duties. Snape glances at the mail on his desk. He begins to flip through it, trying to find anything of importance. He finds an envelope from the Ministry of Magic. Snape opens the envelope and reads the contents:
Dear Mr. Severus Snape,
You are required to come before the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. You are expected on November 2nd at 11:00 a.m.
Sincerely,
Criminal Prevention Department
Snape is surprised at this letter. I have done nothing wrong. I have remained loyal to my word. He quickly walks to Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Many students stare in shock at their normally calm teacher.
Snape is standing outside extravagant, double doors. He is quite nervous though it does not show on his stoic face. Why would the Criminal Prevention want me? The Dark Lord is dead. A reassuring hand places itself on Snape's shoulder. The hand belongs to Albus Dumbledore. He smile down at Snape and opens the doors. Snape takes a breath and walks through, followed by Dumbledore.
"Please, sit down," rings a voice of authority as two wooden chairs appear in the middle of the room. Snape takes a seat as calmly as possible; whereas, Dumbledore sits comfortably in his chair. Before them stand the Minister of Magic and a young-looking woman. She has short, light brown hair in a half ponytail. Behind a pair of glasses are two brown eyes. Her hands are clasped together in front of her. Both Fudge and the woman are wearing navy blue robes. "On the night of October 29th," starts Fudge, "a dark wizard was captured." They are not going to ask me if he served the Dark Lord, are they? "A young boy was found in his presence. The parents are assumed dead. I will let Marian continue," finishes Fudge as he steps aside.
The young woman steps up and starts talking, "When the boy woke up in St. Mungo's Hospital, he was rather startled. He obviously had no idea about the wizarding world. We ran several tests and have found him unharmed in any way."
"Sorry to interrupt, but does this have anything to do with me?" asks an annoyed Snape. I could care less about some boy.
"It has a lot to do with you, Mr. Snape," snaps Marian. She turns back into her professional manner and continues, "We thought the boy to be a muggle; however, he has been tested positive for magical blood. The boy has not spoken since he awoke. He is probably traumatized." She steps back to her previous station.
Fudge comes forward and speaks to Snape, "I have called you here because I am putting the boy under your care."
"What?" asks a surprised Snape. "This is outrageous. Why would I be responsible for some boy? I could care less!" A hand on Snape's shoulder stops his objections.
"Why would you have the boy in Severus's care?" calmly asks Dumbledore.
"He has yet to prove his loyalty," answers Fudge.
"He has done so in many ways."
"He has helped wizards, but what of the muggle-borns. Consider this a test. And there will be no more discussion on the matter."
Suddenly a side door opens on the right. A boy with short, crimson hair steps through the door escorted by a tall middle-aged wizard. The boy has deep green eyes with curiosity shining in them. His small, round head moves as he takes in the whole of the meeting room. His eyes land on Dumbledore and a look of hatred appears and vanishes in the blink of an eye. He then looks at Snape and amusement appears in his eyes though no one notices.
Marian beckons the boy to come and he walks towards her. She speaks down to him saying, "This is Severus Snape," she points to Snape, "He will be your guardian and you will live with him." The boy nods in response. He walks to Snape's side and looks up to him.
Snape sighs and walks out of the room with the little boy at his heels. They walk for several minutes until they reach a different room. The room has a fireplace across from the door. A large bucket full of glittering powder is next to the fireplace.
Snape takes a pinch of the powder and turns to the boy saying, "This is Floo powder. You throw this into the fire, step into it, and say the name of the place you want to go. Clear?" The boy nods and takes a pinch of the Floo powder.
Snape throws the powder into the fire. The flames turn an emerald green. He steps into the fire and says, "Snape Haven."
Snape walks out of a different fireplace. He looks back hoping the boy got lost in the Floo system, but his hopes are crushed when the boy walks out of the fireplace intact.
The boy takes in his surroundings. He is currently in a living room. The walls are silver and the floor has green carpet. There are a black sofa that seats two people and a big, black chair that looks extremely comfortable. The sofa and chair form a right angle with a tall lamp in between them. A dark-wood table is in front of the sofa. On the table is a marble chess set with pieces made from crystal and onyx. There is a large bookshelf against the left wall. It is filled of books pertaining to potions and the dark arts. A door is across from the fireplace and light pours through a window above the fireplace.
A hallway goes through the left wall leading to three doors. The door on the left leads to the bathroom. It is dark green with a bright ceiling light. The toilet, shower, and top of the sink are black. Black towels are hanging on a rack next to the sink.
The right door goes to a spare bedroom. There is a window on the opposite wall. A bed with a light-wooden frame is against the wall with the window. A light-wooden desk with a matching chair is against the right wall with a simple lamp on top. The door at the end of the hall leads to Snape's room.
To the right of the living room is a black-topped counter with four matching stools. On the other side of the counter is a kitchen. The floor is silver and the walls are covered by many dark-wood cabinets. A black-topped island is in the middle of the kitchen. Another black-topped counter is on eth opposing wall under cabinets. A ceiling lamp and fan hangs above the island.
The boy walks to the middle of the living room and looks around the place. Snape says in an irritated tone, "Boy, you have the spare room and do NOT touch any ingredients for potions."
"It's Shuichi. Shuichi Minamino, not Boy," the boy says calmly.
Snape is a bit taken back that the boy spoke, but nods his head in confirmation.
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