MOODY GETS HIS WAY
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER AND I MAKE NO PROFIT OFF OF THIS FANWORK
CHAPTER 1: OF OFFICES THAT DON'T BELONG TO BATS AND KIDNAPPED YOUNG ADULTS
Life is a curious thing that can go in a million tiny little directions and often without the owners input. A thousand and one plans had been made in this room of tiny silver trinkets and a million more had died here. The current owner had yet to truly make his mark on the room the only evidence of it being his was his forbidding presence in the room which was an odd juxtaposition with the cheeriness that the former occupant had decorated with straining against the depressing energy sent out by the current owner. All of this was taken in and deemed irrelevant to the aged Auror sitting in the chair across the desk from the rooms dark owner; after all the aged Auror had long since charmed a tattoo on his back to protect from all forms of aura magic.
" Alistair "mad eye" Moody to what moronic imbecile do I owe this pleasure to," drawled the dark man behind the desk in a sibilant voice full of disdain who was holding his wand as if the slightest twitch would start a fight.
"Cut the crap, Snape I know your still on our side," Harrumphed the grizzled retired Auror who was perching on the edge of his chair holding on to his stave for balance giving the impression that any move on the part of the other man would result in a fight that he would regret."
"Be that as it may, even if you did get here undetected my position dictates that I can not assist you," said Snape waspishly though behind his eyes if you knew how to look you would see his frustration thankfully none still alive possessed that talent.
"A good thing I'm not here for you then isn't it," said the grizzled Auror with a mangled mockery of a triumphant grin on his face before he turned to a portrait of an eccentric elderly wizard wearing bright white robes with pink and red hearts fluttering about on soft white wings moving around on said robes; the portrait itself was a new one just having arrived by the grace of Hogwarts magic just that evening,"Hello Albus old friend."
"Hello Alistair, my friend I'm afraid the constraints of this version of existence makes some of my manners rather difficult," began the old wizard in the portrait musingly "Severus would you be so kind as to offer Alistair here a lemon drop for me."
"I seem to have run all out, a pity," said Snape whose groan was poorly concealed by the false mockery he attempted to portray in his voice.
"Don't bother Albus I wouldn't put It past him to poison them anyway," growled the grizzled old Auror.
"Alistair you should know by now that Severus has my complete confidence," said Albus brightly as if the previous matter was already brushed aside "To what do I owe the pleasure though your company is appreciated it is also unfortunately unexpected as well."
"I'm here about the boy and his friends Albus it isn't right they deserve a fighting chance," snarled Alistair who looked rather like an elderly ram getting ready to batter down a door of some sort.
"Alistair as I've assured you a thousand times before trust me I have already set provisions in place to protect both young Harry and all of his friends," said Albus who was smiling genially though it came across as somewhat patronizing as well.
Alistair huffed and then picked up his staff only to slam it back down on the floor "You mean for them to be lambs to the slaughter Albus I am no fool."
"Alistair everything is fine my dear friend there are facts to which you are unaware that make this plan our best hope for the greater good," said Albus who was looking down on Alistair as if he was a naughty schoolboy who he was lecturing.
"I thought that might be your answer Albus," said the Grizzled old Auror "It might shock you to be reminded of this but I'll remind you Albus I was a Slytherin once."
The color immediately drained from Albus'face and he got to his feet startling the phoenix in his portrait "What have you done Alistair?"He demanded.
"Nothing that didn't need to be done," said Alistair "Right about now the boy and his four friends should be sleeping peacefully in my anonymous safe house."
"Do you mean the one in Wiltshire don't think me without resources Alistair I still have influence even in this form? said Albus who looked annoyed but unfazed as if this was a fixable mistake.
"If you truly believe you know all of my boltholes and safe houses then your welcome to try to find them Albus," said Moody who looked as though he was smirking if it could still be called that given the condition of what remained of his face.
"And what do you propose to teach them that I haven't already thought of Alistair do you truly believe I'm so horrible that I didn't consider every possible avenue for a better chance? said Albus with his head bowed giving off an air of sadness and resignation.
"You know as well as I do that Hogwarts is not the only school I call Alma Mater Albus," said Moody who was grinning a hideous grin reminiscent of a big cat who just devoured an entire next generation of birds.
"There are far worse things then Voldemort that walk those halls Alistair you can't possibly be considering this," said Albus who genuinely began to look afraid.
"And they will learn to survive their far better then anything we can teach them and if they should die there then at the very least it won't be used against us like it would if they died here," harrumphed Alistair whose one magickal eye was spinning in its socket.
"Anyway, this wasn't just to warn you Albus but to also stop you from stopping me Albus," said Moody as he got to his feet.
"You should know very well I can't do that Alistair my old friend," said Albus who was smiling bitter sweetly.
"The wills Albus; James and Lilly's if you try to stopping me then I'll have them unsealed and watch your plans implode from wherever you tried to off me to," said Alistair as he made his way to the Floo.
Severus who had been quiet up to this point saw this opportunity for what it was a chance for the pawns in this game to become kings and queens. Severus had established his entire career teetering back and forth playing both the lord of light and dark. As such Severus knew a once in a lifetime chance when he saw it. Turning around Severus put a stasis charm on Albus Dumbledore's portrait to stop it from interfering and grabbed Moody's hand before he could leave.
"Wait, my godson could you aid him too," said Severus who was for once neither sneering or mocking the person he was speaking too.
"I don't have long Snape five minutes is all you got to get the boy here and ready to go," snarled Moody.
"Vixy," shouted Snape causing a small purplish house-elf to pop into the room "Go get Draco and his belongings but don't let him wake up, well what are you waiting for," snapped Severus.
Five minutes later and Moody was flooing out of Hogwarts with just one more unconscious teenager to take care of.
Harry's POV
The first thing Harry noticed when he woke up was that he was soft and warm on a soft bed filled with fluffy down pillows and fuzzy blankets setting off alarm bells in the back of his mind. Opening his eyes slowly and breathing evenly so as not to alert anyone who may be watching him Harry very carefully scanned the room he was in. The room itself was very rustic with everything in it being made of wood from the walls to the floor even the dressers were made that way. The only bit of metal in the room being his glasses as even the doorknob was made of wood.
Careful to not make any noise Harry carefully put on his glasses and his trainers happily noting his wand was safely set aside on the side table by the bed he had been sleeping in which he then carefully pocketed before opening the door very carefully to keep it from making any noise. Harry quickly took note through the crack in the door that the hallway was similarly made of wood though there were Celtic knots everywhere. Instead of a staircase leading to the lower level there was a ladder with rings around the back of it to prevent falling. Carefully climbing down the latter into the lower part of the house Harry took note that behind him were more bedrooms and what looked like a bathroom also done entirely in wood.
Every bit of furniture in the living room was made of wood from the chairs to the chess board all the way to the windows. The only thing that really stood out about the living room was again a large number of Celtic knots which Harry assumed were part of some kind of ward of some sort. Behind him were both the ladder to the upstairs and an open door showing two more bedrooms and a bathroom. The only stone to be found anywhere in the house was undeniably a potions lab set off to the side of the living room. To the left was clearly the kitchen where Harry could here the sound of someone cooking breakfast.
Deciding to investigate Harry carefully crept closer to the kitchen with his wand drawn before he felt a wand press against the back of his neck "Constant Vigilance Potter Stupify," was all he heard before he was again unconscious.
Harry groaned as he woke up yet again though this time he was seated at a wooden table with his arms tied behind his back. The kitchen he was in was again made of all wood even the appliances were clearly made of wood with the same Celtic knots everywhere. Sitting around the table was his friends Hermione, Luna, Neville and Ron but for some strange reason Draco Malfoy was there as well. Standing by a rather old looking house elf leaning on his wooden staff over by the wooden kitchen stove was Alistair "Mad-eye" Moody.
"CONSTANT VIGILANCE," shouted Moody officially waking all six of them up "All of you are here because you lack Constant Vigilance."
"Erm Professor Moody sir did you kidnap us," squirmed Ron uncomfortably whose face clearly showed he did not want to have to ask that question.
"Aye lad I was hardly your professor there was I and If you lot had practiced Constant Vigilance and warded your beds properly there would be no need for this," Said Moody whose good eye was staring Ron down and his magickal eye was zooming around all over the place.
"Professor surely you haven't really kidnapped us I'm sure this is all on Professor Dumbledore's orders of course," said Hermione with a nod as though she had it all figured out.
"That of course explains why Potter and his lot are here but why the fuck am I," snarled Malfoy causing Hermione to gasp at his language choice.
"Bah, Albus doesn't know two shakes about this since I'm doing what needs to be done," said Alistair walking forward til he was standing just in front of Malfoy and was leaning over him "And your here because Your godfather cared enough to give you a way out of this war and you can either cooperate and take it or I'll be rid of you and you can find your own way home."
"So why are we here then Mr. Moody," said Luna in an airy tone as though she hadn't just asked the question they all should have asked from the start.
"I'm here to train you lot up," said Moody before he pivoted backwards with his stave so that he was looking at them all "The way I see it is you six have targets on your head that none of you are strong enough to handle."
"Your gonna train us Mr Moody," said Harry speaking up for the first time.
"Yes and no I can only train you so much on the limited amount of time I have before we are found," said Moody before stamping his stave on the ground "Constant Vigilance means always have a backup plan."
"What backup plan," said Harry who was looking at Moody rather intently.
"I'm gonna train you lot just enough to be able to get admitted to a school run by a friend of mine in the states," said Moody.
"Which school are we talking about exactly Mr Moody? said Hermione inquisitively.
"The Black Rose Institute for Magickal Knowledge in Belle Chasse Louisiana," said Moody in a firm tone of voice.
"Oh great the bloody nutjob means to kill us," said Malfoy as he through his head onto the table as though to say why me.