None of JK Rowlings charaters belong to me, neither does the ministry of magic.

CH1. "The terror must begin somewhere, and what's one less Aurator?"- Voldemort

The wind whipped up dust and blew all of the riverside tall gasses violently as dark evil looking clouds boiled there way across a red tinged sky.

"Blood at dusk, a bit unsettling uh dear?" Asked a rather tall gray haired/bearded man to a dark haired girl standing beside him.

"He's coming." She whispered her amber eyes dilating.

"Yes, he brings the storm along with him. Practice I would assume, why else would one such as he waste so much power on us." The man mused a strange smile plying across his face. "Well give him a run for his money though eh?" The man tried to joke giving a sidelong glance over to the girl.

'He never jokes unless things are serious.' Thought the girl, "Da, Is it that bad? Will, Will we survive?"

"Am I so transparent Ara? Of course well survive.... I hope." He once more flashed a smile. "I mean its only Voldemort, we can beat that old foggy ehu?" He said trying to make light of their grievous situation but his gray eyes gave him away.

Suddenly ahead in the towering thunderhead a face formed, his face. It was cruel, no longer surreal or snake like as it had been the last time Ara had seen it, a brief glance ,on a dark night, as it, him, as he hurried away.

"Sssooo we meet again Aragus Mondale." The booming deep and slightly snake like voice of Lord Voldemort. hissed.

Argus, Ara's stepdad, really the only real father she had ever had ,bent down and whispered into her ear,"Ara, IF something happens to me I want you to run, run and don't stop until you get to the Hogwarts Express. Do you hear me?" He asked.

"But, Da, nothing is going to happen to you right, I mean he, it, that , thing, up there, is only a illusion." She pointed up to the face in the cloud," It's a Moctugrew Communication spell...."Ara paused.

"Yes, Ara, but that dose not mean that the cloud dose not hide danger. Yes, in fact just below the rise of yonder hill." He indicated with a slight jerk of his head as to not alert the giant Voldemort Face as to the fact he had figured out what was about.

"Death Eaters?" She whispered.

"Yea, just so...Shhhhhh let me listen, maybe I can figure what they are whispering.......an incantation.........one more towards curses....can't understand why they haven. OH God! Get Down Ara!", He knocked her to the ground as the entire hill a few feet from them exploded in a fury of dirt clouds grass and air to revel the cloaked figures beyond.

They raised their wands to cast another spell and began chanting a intricate spell, but Ara could not catch what they were saying over a sudden peal of thunder.

"GO Ara!" Her father shoved her behind him and towards the road." Debatchitine!" He cried out and a humongous purple exsplosion occurred in the air as he blocked what ever spell had been thrown at them."Go, hurry!"

Ara blinked a few times unfroze and began running as fast as she could.

"One's getting away! Don't her escape!" Cried the giant head and in a flash of green light the ground under her feet exploded tumbling her down a hill side unable to stop until she finally ran out of momentum at the bottom. She glanced up then covered her eyes as a massive blinding white light took possession of the sky and she blanked out. She came to, 20 minutes later groaning and rubbing her side as she had hit a rock on her tumble down to where ever she lay now. She rolled over onto her back and shut her eyes quickly again trying to get rid of the white dots dancing their way across her vision. After a few moments she opened her eyes and could see again. Then she screamed.

Above her, about 100 feet in the air hovered a green tinted horrible vestige of snake and skeleton.

"The Dark Mark." She whispered then screamed," The Dark Mark! NO! Daaa!"

She jumped to her feet and ran helter skeltur up the ruined hillside dodging the erratically placed huge dirt/grass clumps then paused at what used to the hill's precipice. Below her was nothing, no storm, no clouds even, no death Eaters and no Father either.

"Da? Da? Da....."Her cried became quieter as she realized he was gone.

"Over there Father! I heard Cries!" Called out a snobby yet familiar voice.

Ara looked around to where the voices were coming from and jumped sideways just in time to miss being cursed by a the taller of two Death Eaters in the shadow of the next hill.

"Damn! I missed, but I wont again! Here little girl, come here, meet your fate." The voice became dark and took on a frightening tone.

Ara picked herself up off of the ground and began running again toward to road.

Swizzzzzze, Swizzzzzze. Two more curses just missed her.

"I almost got her that time dad!" Cried the snooty and familiar voice.

"Good son, only this time, DON'T MISS!" Cried the frightful older Death Eater.

Thankfully neither Death Eater had another chance to hit her because she had reached the road. She hurriedly scanned the black top looking in the roadside weeds for; there it was, an old bald black tire. She ran over to it just as the two Death Eaters had come over the last rise and looked down on the road.
"Your so busted Malfoy!" Ara cried for she had recognized both voices.

"NOOOOOO Adavra KAdavra!"Cried the eldest Malfoy.

"TOO late!" Ara grabbed the old tire which was also a portkey and was instantly transported to the Ministry of Magic's Aurator division.

Astonished stares met her hurried entrance and grass/bloodstained (her leg was cut in her fall) condition. One man almost dropped the stack of papers he was carrying over to another man at a desk. Mr. Durien, however quickly took in Ara's state and cried"What's happened Ara? Where is your Dad?"

Mr. Durien had been one of the most powerful auroters during the first rein of You Know who, he was also her Dad's best friend.

"They got him, they got him! I don't know what they did but he disappeared when I woke up."Ara babbled incoherently.

Durien's face turned ashen and he grabbed Ara's shoulder," Slow down Ara, Who got him? Was this in your home? I thought you two were off on assignment somewhere in Somersby"

"The Malfoys! They, I don't know.... It, there was a huge mage storm sent by Voldemort, he was using a communication spell on it so we could see his head, and there were Death Eaters and they were shooting curses and incantations and I don't know what else at us.. and he told me to run and I did .. but the hill I was on exploded with a spell, and, and when I came to he was gone and the Dark Mark was high over head...then I heard them." She said.

"Heard who Ara, slowly now so we can get all of this down." Durien told her as she noticed that the two men who had been so shocked at her appearance were now taking down detailed notes of what she was saying.

"I heard the Malfoys! First Draco, and thin his Dad Lucas, they were dressed as Death Eaters and when they saw me they started shooting hexes at me. They missed and I ran to the road, where dad stored the portkey for emergencies... Right when I got there the Malfoys were not far behind and when I mentioned that I knew it was them Lucas Malfoy cast Adavra Kedavra at me but I was whisked away just in time to here."Ara finished.

"Soooo, Miss Dar...er Ara, so you never saw their faces.." Asked the nerdy looking man in glasses writing all this down.

"Well, er no, I did not, but I know it was him, I heard his voice and last week he threatened Dad if he continued with his investigation!"Ara cried.

"I'm not sure that will be enough evidence to convince the Minis."The nerdy man was interrupted by Durien.

"It better damn well be enough evidence to convince him of Lucas, The Minister ignores too much evidence and Lucas has been using his money to twist his arm for years, but this! This he cannot ignore. The best Auretor in 50 years has been killed and." he was interrupted.

"But we don't know for sure Da is dead yet."Ara pointed out,"He doesn't feel dead.. just, not here anymore." She couldn't explain it.

"Eh, well right, leave no stone unturned Ara, but we must consider all possibilities and the Dark Mark at the scene... well there you go....uhhhh"Durien stampered turning red for a moment.

"Don't steal her hope Durien." Exclaimed a voice as a brown haired young man in a dark blue robe apperated in front of them.

"Arvian!"Ara exclaimed," Dad, he's..."She stopped.

"So I just figured, sorry Ara, but if he's out there well find him. Now, I would advise taking this straight to the minister as there is a very red faced Malfoy outside demanding entrance to see Fudge as we speak."

Through the door leading to the main entrance of the Ministry loud exclamations could be heard.

"I don't care if he has appointments until lunch! I demand to speak to him this minute!" Exclaimed the dark snobbish voice.

"I'm sorry Sir I simply can't let you in.. Sir I will kindly ask you to put that chair down before I have to call security, it wont gain you access any sooner." A women's voice could be heard.

"Maggie's trying but she can't hold him off with lies forever. You better hurry Ara."Arvian exclaimed and Ara nodded hurrying off down the twisted passageways to the heart of the building and the Minister of Magic's office.