MARCH , 1995
The wind flowed softly , blowing his bangs as he gazed at the scenery in front of him , the limitless green field , the deep and dark forest , the barely noticeable ripples across the benthic great lake , the tall hills and mountains that stood like towers of an unbreakable defensive shield to withstand the mightiest of invasions . Truly .. he felt blessed for being able to gaze at the beauty of it . As he basked in the warmth of the love that flowed in the region , the archaic mystical flow of energy that covered the seemingly boundless school grounds in a protective hug , like a guardian caring for his/her ward , the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood proudly. A part of his heart ached , knowing soon it would be time to leave ... all of this , he had to leave the place where he had found so much warmth , happiness, guide ... but then again , the vagabond part of him wished to get out of the shadow of the umbrella that was Hogwarts and face the wonders of the world and stand tall with his sweat and blood and hard work giving him a base .
His mood soured at the thought.. after all , the outer world wasn't exactly a comfort zone right now . With the shadows of war digging its cursed fangs into the very soul , foundation of Wizarding Britain . The sun had set , it was midnight , although he knew sun would rise again , as it always did. He wondered how much blood would it take , how much more offering to remove the cursed , demonic existence that hunted them . He could only hope .
DECEMBER 1997 , Unplotable Cottage
"Albus , the Lestranges were spotted at Magnagrena . Among the 3 ravens who were responsible for surveillance , only 2 returned . Or atleast , that's what they told me . Of course, the Lestranges left , knowing their mission had failed , though not before leaving a mess" the gruff voice of Alastor 'Mad-eye' Moody informed the elder mage that sat across him as they sat around the a round mahogany table . Harry internally winced , knowing very well Moody would be the only one to label Fiendfyre as simply 'mess' .
Alastor 'Mad-eye' Moody was one of the veteran aurors still active. With long career of 45 years in the field . Welding the title of 'Master auror' , he was one of the most feared and respected aurors within the British Ministry of Magic , his influence noticeable within the ministry , as well as within the Guild for the... dangerous executions he had carried out in his prime . Though Albus had appointed him as a guard in Hogwarts since 1990 , when the dark lord Voldemort had managed to infiltrate the staff , only to be vanquished by Albus Dumbledore , the former Headmaster and currently guest lecturer in mid season . A part of Harry wondered if the old professor had done it only to keep his student and old friend , who was a battle maniac in check .
Harry prayed for the peace of the lost soul in his mind . If the raven had not returned , he had most likely self detonated himself , after all , None who worked for the Archive or the Guild would ever get compromised , or left some psychopaths alive.
He stared at the old mage sitting in front of them , Albus Percival Dumbledore, who carried the titles of Wulfric and Brian that he acquired during his masteries on the magical art of Battle Transfiguration and Alchemy. Long white hair and beard framing his wizened face , moon shaped glasses covering his piercing blue eyes , the old man radiated wisdom and care . He was the former Headmaster of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, though he had forsaken his position in 1977 to lead fight in the Purity War , as the current historians called it , against the dark lord Voldemort .
Coincidentally, Albus Dumbledore was also his mentor and guardian , him being his apprentice was what had brought him here , sitting with two mages of such high caliber.
" There wasn't much casualty .. after all .. a raven had fallen in battle . They hadn't penetrated the garden I presume ? " Dumbledore asked , his light voice carrying over the room .
"No , of course they couldn't" Moody looked almost affronted as he replied.
"Good . Harry , Alastor " , Harry stared at Albus , waiting for him to continue. Dumbledore said " We shall be meeting some ministry officials soon . Or specifically , the Auror commander and our dear minister. I want both of you to accompany me ."
"Hoh ? I must say I haven't seen Rufus in a while . That fucker would be a tough nut to crack for them " , Moody said , his lips moving to a form a half smirk .
Harry didn't respond. Moody had a rather.. crude sense of humor after all . Spending in the battlefield for too long does that to anyone . He simply nodded at Albus . As he mentally prepared himself for meeting those two .
Fucking politics, annoying as shit .
YO EVERYONE . I m Sayan and this is my first ever story , something I tried to write . I have spent too much reading Harry Potter fanfics and wanted to give a try to shape my own fantasies . Pls don't hate me for amateurish writing .
Bye , don't know when will I finish writing next chapter .