One back street in London appeared unusually dark and abandoned one cold December night. Upon closer examination a passerby (if there were any) might see a group of three strangely dressed personnel huddled under on burnt out street lamp. One was a tall, old man with a long white beard, strange silver robes, and a wisdom in his eyes that was somewhat startling. Next to him was a older woman, who wore a worried looked, small glasses, and emerald robes to match her pointed hat. A ill-shaven man with brown hair and less magnificent robes stood next to them.
"Everything will be kept secret until the time is right, Minerva," the ancient looking man suggested in a quiet but regal voice to the worried woman.
"But the students will ask questions. Am I not right Remus?" Minerva added turning to the third participant in the conversation.
"Any lies and rumors that arise will be no where near as troublesome as the truth. I agree with Dumbledore" Remus Lupin nodded to the white-bearded man.
"Is it really true, Professor?" A woman with bubble-gum pink hair asked as she approached the group from out of nowhere. "Did we really find her?"
Dumbledore turned to her and answered, "No, they found her."
The woman with the colorful hair continued, "but we can still get her right?" as her eyes widened in worry and shock.
Professor Dumbledore replied soothingly, "Yes, Lupin and Kingsley are going to collect her tonight."
The woman looked relieved, "Do you need another escort for her?"
Lupin piped in, "Tonks, your help would be appreciated for our rescue mission."
The woman, Tonks, smiled.
"We are meting at Kingsley's house in an hour," Lupin informed her.
"And now, I believe it is time for us to all depart," Professor Albus Dumbledore said, and with a symphony of cracks they were all gone and disapparated.
Tonks and Lupin, meet up with Kingsley in a small simply decorated house. Kingsley was a tall dark man with a deep voice, and an intimidating aura.
"Now here's the plan," Kingsley started ...