11. First Year Begins: The First Day (Part 2)

Date: 02/09/1991

Time: 1430 hours

Place: Unknown Location, Earth, Sol System, Local Interstellar Cloud, Local Bubble, Orion Cygnus Arm, Milky Way

William 'Bill' Weasley's POV:

The first thing I realise on regaining consciousness was my right hand wrapped up in bandages and someone running their hands through my hair. I caught a whiff of a familiar perfume.

Mum...

I could say that the relationship between my Mum and I is strained. She couldn't understand where her little boy disappeared, and I wasn't a child, at least mentally.

But, I'll admit it, I missed this.

Move with a purpose Spartan! I scold myself, ready to push away the comfort I was receiving.

Mood music: Ignition by TobyMac

It felt like my body was restrained to the bed, my body sluggish from drugs. I immediately started an Occlumency exercise to purge the drugs from my system.

"Impressive, using Occlumency to purge his system of drugs. We might have a prodigy on our hands" came a woman's contralto, which was definitely not my Mum's voice. I could sense the runes that were suppressing my magic lined on the bed's sides.

I wasn't one of the youngest Cursebreakers and the youngest team lead of Cursebreakers in the last century for nothing. I let out a sliver of magic, manipulating it into a thin edge, sharp enough to cut through 2 centimeters of Titanium-A. I then replicate it multiple times, directing towards the runes. I then simultaneously lance them with the energy blades.

"Boss, we've got a problem..." came a male voice, which was as far as he went when I exploded.

I launch myself off the bed, detonating a magic field I surround myself with on a daily basis, letting off a shock wave of noise and light. I quickly take stock of the area.

21 hostiles, one a metamorphamagus, who was stuck shifting from my Mum's form and her base form. I quickly sock her on the temple, knocking her out.

One of the men in a silvery robe was regaining his bearings. I hit him with a Take Down or TD combo, an Incarcerous-Duro-Stupefy. As he topples over, I switch targets to the three...Aurors?! The hell?! I engage them with a TD combo, taking them out, deciding to restrain the lot before interrogating them. I then move onto...Sirius Black?! And Lily sodding Potter?! The hells hell!? What the fuck is going on?

I take'em down fast, casting a Cushioning Charm for Lily Potter,just to protect her pregnancy. By this time the rest had regained their senses and sent Stunners at me. I cast a wandless Protego to protect myself as I come under fire. I summon the Sword from its dimensional sheath and drop the Protego and let myself go.

The Sword came alive in my hands. I was moving, blocking spells sent my way using the Sword, redirecting the magic sent my way using the blade to send the spell to the nearest person. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. I was in the zone.

"Cease fire, cease fire!" ordered a voice, causing the spellfire coming my way to stop. I kept the Sword in a guard position, magic pooling in my off-hand. A woman in her early forties dressed in Auror robes with a monocle and had red hair going to gray had given the order, with a man dressed in navy-blue robes standing next to her. He had black hair combed in a widow's peak, sharp silver eyes that were analysing me, and an angular face. He looked to be in his late forties.

"Mister Weasley, I request you to stand down. We are not your enemies" the lady said, her voice imploring. But, the way they went about it...no. Can't risk OPSEC. Need to neutralise them all now.

"No. Stupefy Vibro" I cast and a red shock wave blasts out from me, knocking out the remaining occupants of the room.

The silence was broken by the sound of dripping sweat falling on the floor and my gasping breath.

I then nerve up to do the next most difficult thing to do. Difficult, as I need precise information as to where to drop them off discreetly. And it would be physically draining.

Walking up to the lady boss, I cast my first Unforgivable.

"Imperio" I intone.

RR!