A New Day has Come
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A/N : Thanks for those who reviewed- I gave a lot of thoughts to ur comments. Btw, does anyone here know how to fix the italics because they're not working with me on the site. Thanks, I'd appreciate it. For now-enjoy
Chapter 1
The circular room was empty except for one occupant. He paced back and forth across the area, a worried frown creasing his forehead. The beautiful phoenix with the red and gold plumage stood peacefully on its perch, seemingly unknowing of all the troubles surrounding them in this world.
After what felt like an eternity, a frantic knock resounded on the wooden door. "Come in," the pacing man's deep voice rang out. The door swung open with a bang and the panting, red faced young man hurried inside and collapsed into an armchair by the mahogany, claw-footed desk.
"Sirius, finally," the headmaster said, sounding relieved. " What took you?" he asked, settling into the chair behind the desk.
The black haired man wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. "Got held up at the ministry, professor," He scowled. "Some dumb little errand they wanted us for, even though they know what we have planned for tonight."
"Yes, well, that's Fudge for you," Dumbledore sighed. "The important thing is, do you have the information?"
Sirius nodded. "They're hiding in an alley in some village not far from Hogesmade. Kinda close, in fact."
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully. "Who was with you?"
"Just me and Moody, professor."
"And you know the exact spot where they're hiding out?"
Sirius shrugged. "Pretty much."
The headmaster sighed, his light blue eyes grave. "Sirius, I've got twenty Aurors on the grounds, waiting to attack a specific target. You do know where you're taking us, right?"
Sirius waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry, sir, it's all under control."
Dumbledore nodded. He knew he could trust Sirius Black. Though reckless sometimes, he was very intelligent and a top ministry Auror. He'd had his doubts about him for a short time, when he'd thought he'd betrayed the Potters all those years ago. But that was before it became known to the whole world that Peter Pettigrew had been their secret keeper, not Sirius. Unfortunately, the former was living with Voldemort, completely out of reach. Dumbledore no longer had any spies to help; Severus had long since abandoned his undercover mission for safety reasons.
"I hope we find Pettigrew," said Sirius suddenly, as though reading Dumbledore's thoughts. He could see Sirius's hands ball up into fists. "I'll make that rat pay for betraying Lily and James," he said fiercely, his dark eyes gleaming dangerously. "And Harry.."he added softly. " I was gonna be his Godfather." Dumbledore watched the younger man sadly. "And he was gonna save the world," Sirius laughed bitterly.
Dumbledore smiled. "I thought you didn't believe in prophecies."
"Yeah, well. I was ready to believe that one. That Harry Potter would defeat Voldemort, rid him of the world forever. It wasn't that hard to believe, his parents being what they were. Him being the Heir of Gryffindor."
"I suppose we'll never know now," said Dumbledore quietly.
"Yeah."
"Where's Alastor?" Dumbledore changed the subject.
"Waiting down there with the Aurors. What're we waiting for anyway, professor?"
"Severus. He should be here any minute now."
Sirius scowled. "He's coming?"
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled behind his half-moon glasses. "Now don't start that again, Sirius. We need him; you and I both know that. He is an excellent dueler and he's witty. On top of that, he knows how these people think."
"Yeah, I wonder why," muttered Sirius, but he shut up after that.
"Remus'll be with you," said the Headmaster after a short silence. "He's also down there waiting with the Aurors." "Well that's a relief."
A soft thud dew Dumbledore's attention to the fireplace. Severus Snape stepped out, dusting off his robes. Since it was summer, the staff didn't spend all their time at the school; they only went when they wanted to or had work, or in Severus, Dumbledore's and Remus's case, an important event.
Snape's beetle black eyes surveyed Sirius with disdain, while Sirius gave him a look of his own which was equally hateful. Dumbledore tried not to roll his eyes at the two of them.
"Hello, Severus. You're just in time."
"Do we know where we're going, Headmaster?" came the reply in his oily voice.
"Yes we do. Now, I believe the situation is under control. They are not many; I assume we shall outnumber them. They're only a few Death Eaters out on a mission for Voldemort."
Sirius nodded contemplatively. "Mad-Eye and I didn't recognize any of them; we were too far away. But I doubt the rat is with them. He's a coward, always has been. He wouldn't dare step out of his master's home."
"Have you considered the fact that the Dark Lord's son might be there?" Snape asked suddenly.
Dumbledore frowned. He hadn't thought of that. He had heard of Voldemort's son. Most of the wizarding world had, in fact. But few had ever seen him. He was said to be very powerful considering he wasn't even a fully qualified wizard. He was tutored at home. Many were curious about him; they all wanted to know what the Dark Lord's son would be like. It was rumored he was nothing like his father. Some, however, feared him and said he was even worse. Others said Voldemort was preparing him to continue in his footsteps as his heir.
Sirius looked worriedly at Dumbledore. "You think he'll be there?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. However, I believe we'll be able to handle him if he is. I wonder if he's an official Death Eater, if he's got the Dark Mark." Something occurred to him. "Severus- you've never seen him? Or heard any news about him?"
Snape rubbed his chin musingly. "Voldemort summoned us for meetings at his mansion sometimes. Of course, we Apparated there without knowing its location. Anyway, we never saw his son. It seemed he didn't want us to see him. But I think the little bastard's seen us. As for what I've heard, well, that he's a good looking fellow. Good with the ladies. Very bright and sneaky. On the tough side."
"And his mother?" asked Dumbledore quietly.
"The Dark Lord never had a wife. One of his, er- mistresses, was very powerful apparently. He decided to keep the little bastard child this time. He killed her afterward. Or sent her away, I don't know."
Dumbledore nodded. "It should prove to be very interesting, should we find him there."
"Shall we get going?" asked Sirius. "Yes, it's getting late," replied the Headmaster.
When they had reached the grounds, they found the Aurors along with Remus waiting around in the Quidditch pitch. Dumbledore had them leave in two groups: one with Alastor and one with Sirius so they would all get to the right place. Dumbledore, Moody, Snape and about ten Aurors were in one group while Sirius, Remus and the other ten Aurors were in the other. They left for the village of Hogesmade, and from then on the two groups parted so they would surround the Death Eaters from all directions.
"Can't wait to get my hands on those bastards," growled Moody as he, Dumbledore and Snape walked in the lead, the Aurors behind them. " It'll be just like the old days, Albus," The retired Auror had come on this mission as a favor to Dumbledore, and he seemed to have no problem at all fighting Death Eaters with only one good leg. His wooden leg now clump clumped along the gravel. Snape was silent as he walked alongside them.
"We can't be too confident, though," said Dumbledore. "These men are trained specifically by Voldemort. It won't be easy taking them down."
Moody chuckled dryly. " No one said fighting evil would be easy, Dumbledore."
Dumbledore smiled; if anyone knew anything about fighting evil, it was them. They walked along in silence. It was nearing midnight and the streets were empty. But there was just enough moonlight to make them find their way, so they didn't bother lighting their wands. Dumbledore for one was glad tonight wasn't a full moon; he tried not to think of what would have happened if it was with Remus coming with them. All hell would break loose, and the Death Eaters would definitely take it to their advantage.
A few moments later, Moody came to a halt beside them. "We're here," he spoke in a low voice. "Black has the others on the other end of the alley. They're surrounded." Dumbledore nodded, pleased, and they gave word to the ten Aurors behind them.
"Right," growled Moody when everyone had gathered around them. "Dumbledore'n I will go ahead, check it out, and we'll send up sparks when you're to come an attack. That okay with you, Albus?"
"Excellent," came the response. "Now, they're in a magical tent-you all know those- and there'll probably be a couple of guards out. You know what to do after that. Any questions?"
They all shook their heads. "All right. Let's do this," said Moody. He and Dumbledore walked ahead after they had placed silencing charms on their feet. ( And Moody's wooden leg)
Shortly afterwards, a large tent came into view. Three dark, hooded figures stood in front of it, talking quietly. Dumbledore nodded at Moody, and then quietly placed Invisibility charms on both of them. They walked across the cold stone of the alley until they were barely a meter away from the men. Suddenly a wand was thrust into the air out of nowhere, and a voice called out quietly,
"Stupefy."
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine except what you don't find familiar.(y do we hafta do these anyway??)
A/N : Thanks for those who reviewed- I gave a lot of thoughts to ur comments. Btw, does anyone here know how to fix the italics because they're not working with me on the site. Thanks, I'd appreciate it. For now-enjoy
Chapter 1
The circular room was empty except for one occupant. He paced back and forth across the area, a worried frown creasing his forehead. The beautiful phoenix with the red and gold plumage stood peacefully on its perch, seemingly unknowing of all the troubles surrounding them in this world.
After what felt like an eternity, a frantic knock resounded on the wooden door. "Come in," the pacing man's deep voice rang out. The door swung open with a bang and the panting, red faced young man hurried inside and collapsed into an armchair by the mahogany, claw-footed desk.
"Sirius, finally," the headmaster said, sounding relieved. " What took you?" he asked, settling into the chair behind the desk.
The black haired man wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. "Got held up at the ministry, professor," He scowled. "Some dumb little errand they wanted us for, even though they know what we have planned for tonight."
"Yes, well, that's Fudge for you," Dumbledore sighed. "The important thing is, do you have the information?"
Sirius nodded. "They're hiding in an alley in some village not far from Hogesmade. Kinda close, in fact."
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully. "Who was with you?"
"Just me and Moody, professor."
"And you know the exact spot where they're hiding out?"
Sirius shrugged. "Pretty much."
The headmaster sighed, his light blue eyes grave. "Sirius, I've got twenty Aurors on the grounds, waiting to attack a specific target. You do know where you're taking us, right?"
Sirius waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry, sir, it's all under control."
Dumbledore nodded. He knew he could trust Sirius Black. Though reckless sometimes, he was very intelligent and a top ministry Auror. He'd had his doubts about him for a short time, when he'd thought he'd betrayed the Potters all those years ago. But that was before it became known to the whole world that Peter Pettigrew had been their secret keeper, not Sirius. Unfortunately, the former was living with Voldemort, completely out of reach. Dumbledore no longer had any spies to help; Severus had long since abandoned his undercover mission for safety reasons.
"I hope we find Pettigrew," said Sirius suddenly, as though reading Dumbledore's thoughts. He could see Sirius's hands ball up into fists. "I'll make that rat pay for betraying Lily and James," he said fiercely, his dark eyes gleaming dangerously. "And Harry.."he added softly. " I was gonna be his Godfather." Dumbledore watched the younger man sadly. "And he was gonna save the world," Sirius laughed bitterly.
Dumbledore smiled. "I thought you didn't believe in prophecies."
"Yeah, well. I was ready to believe that one. That Harry Potter would defeat Voldemort, rid him of the world forever. It wasn't that hard to believe, his parents being what they were. Him being the Heir of Gryffindor."
"I suppose we'll never know now," said Dumbledore quietly.
"Yeah."
"Where's Alastor?" Dumbledore changed the subject.
"Waiting down there with the Aurors. What're we waiting for anyway, professor?"
"Severus. He should be here any minute now."
Sirius scowled. "He's coming?"
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled behind his half-moon glasses. "Now don't start that again, Sirius. We need him; you and I both know that. He is an excellent dueler and he's witty. On top of that, he knows how these people think."
"Yeah, I wonder why," muttered Sirius, but he shut up after that.
"Remus'll be with you," said the Headmaster after a short silence. "He's also down there waiting with the Aurors." "Well that's a relief."
A soft thud dew Dumbledore's attention to the fireplace. Severus Snape stepped out, dusting off his robes. Since it was summer, the staff didn't spend all their time at the school; they only went when they wanted to or had work, or in Severus, Dumbledore's and Remus's case, an important event.
Snape's beetle black eyes surveyed Sirius with disdain, while Sirius gave him a look of his own which was equally hateful. Dumbledore tried not to roll his eyes at the two of them.
"Hello, Severus. You're just in time."
"Do we know where we're going, Headmaster?" came the reply in his oily voice.
"Yes we do. Now, I believe the situation is under control. They are not many; I assume we shall outnumber them. They're only a few Death Eaters out on a mission for Voldemort."
Sirius nodded contemplatively. "Mad-Eye and I didn't recognize any of them; we were too far away. But I doubt the rat is with them. He's a coward, always has been. He wouldn't dare step out of his master's home."
"Have you considered the fact that the Dark Lord's son might be there?" Snape asked suddenly.
Dumbledore frowned. He hadn't thought of that. He had heard of Voldemort's son. Most of the wizarding world had, in fact. But few had ever seen him. He was said to be very powerful considering he wasn't even a fully qualified wizard. He was tutored at home. Many were curious about him; they all wanted to know what the Dark Lord's son would be like. It was rumored he was nothing like his father. Some, however, feared him and said he was even worse. Others said Voldemort was preparing him to continue in his footsteps as his heir.
Sirius looked worriedly at Dumbledore. "You think he'll be there?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. However, I believe we'll be able to handle him if he is. I wonder if he's an official Death Eater, if he's got the Dark Mark." Something occurred to him. "Severus- you've never seen him? Or heard any news about him?"
Snape rubbed his chin musingly. "Voldemort summoned us for meetings at his mansion sometimes. Of course, we Apparated there without knowing its location. Anyway, we never saw his son. It seemed he didn't want us to see him. But I think the little bastard's seen us. As for what I've heard, well, that he's a good looking fellow. Good with the ladies. Very bright and sneaky. On the tough side."
"And his mother?" asked Dumbledore quietly.
"The Dark Lord never had a wife. One of his, er- mistresses, was very powerful apparently. He decided to keep the little bastard child this time. He killed her afterward. Or sent her away, I don't know."
Dumbledore nodded. "It should prove to be very interesting, should we find him there."
"Shall we get going?" asked Sirius. "Yes, it's getting late," replied the Headmaster.
When they had reached the grounds, they found the Aurors along with Remus waiting around in the Quidditch pitch. Dumbledore had them leave in two groups: one with Alastor and one with Sirius so they would all get to the right place. Dumbledore, Moody, Snape and about ten Aurors were in one group while Sirius, Remus and the other ten Aurors were in the other. They left for the village of Hogesmade, and from then on the two groups parted so they would surround the Death Eaters from all directions.
"Can't wait to get my hands on those bastards," growled Moody as he, Dumbledore and Snape walked in the lead, the Aurors behind them. " It'll be just like the old days, Albus," The retired Auror had come on this mission as a favor to Dumbledore, and he seemed to have no problem at all fighting Death Eaters with only one good leg. His wooden leg now clump clumped along the gravel. Snape was silent as he walked alongside them.
"We can't be too confident, though," said Dumbledore. "These men are trained specifically by Voldemort. It won't be easy taking them down."
Moody chuckled dryly. " No one said fighting evil would be easy, Dumbledore."
Dumbledore smiled; if anyone knew anything about fighting evil, it was them. They walked along in silence. It was nearing midnight and the streets were empty. But there was just enough moonlight to make them find their way, so they didn't bother lighting their wands. Dumbledore for one was glad tonight wasn't a full moon; he tried not to think of what would have happened if it was with Remus coming with them. All hell would break loose, and the Death Eaters would definitely take it to their advantage.
A few moments later, Moody came to a halt beside them. "We're here," he spoke in a low voice. "Black has the others on the other end of the alley. They're surrounded." Dumbledore nodded, pleased, and they gave word to the ten Aurors behind them.
"Right," growled Moody when everyone had gathered around them. "Dumbledore'n I will go ahead, check it out, and we'll send up sparks when you're to come an attack. That okay with you, Albus?"
"Excellent," came the response. "Now, they're in a magical tent-you all know those- and there'll probably be a couple of guards out. You know what to do after that. Any questions?"
They all shook their heads. "All right. Let's do this," said Moody. He and Dumbledore walked ahead after they had placed silencing charms on their feet. ( And Moody's wooden leg)
Shortly afterwards, a large tent came into view. Three dark, hooded figures stood in front of it, talking quietly. Dumbledore nodded at Moody, and then quietly placed Invisibility charms on both of them. They walked across the cold stone of the alley until they were barely a meter away from the men. Suddenly a wand was thrust into the air out of nowhere, and a voice called out quietly,
"Stupefy."