~written for the fearless

The Prewett Brothers

Fabian and Gideon Prewett were fearless and they depended on each other. Both were in the Order Of The Phoenix and worked as famous Aurors for the Ministry at the same time. In fact, Bellatrix had a special deal to end with them. They put Rudolphus in prison for charges of killing the McKinnon's and abandoning their baby son, later found alive.

London, 1980 "Oy, Fabian! Did you secure the window in the living room? The Apparition Ward might not hold and..." Gideon trailed off as his twin brother groaned.

"And Death Eaters might kill us. There? The window is checked, Gid, nohtin' to worry about," said Fabian exasperatedly.

Gideon chuckled. He might have known. But what he didn't know the window was not secure-the wind had weakened it.

- Later that night, when Fabian was having a late midnight snack, he thought he heard muttering from under the living room window. Frowning, he walked over to check it and was perplexed to find no one there.

"Are you going to bed yet?" called Gideon from behind him.

"Hold on," said Fabian, still staring at a footprint in the mud, "Something's not right."

Gideon silently looked at the clock he had. It was much like Mrs. Weasley would years later have. Right now, Gideon noticed with horror that both his and his brothers' hands were slowly moving toward 'mortal peril'.

A loud laugh from outside brought Gideon's attention back to earth. He senselessly ran out the door to his brother, knowing that the laugh was definitely not Fabian's.

It wasn't. Seven Death Eaters were circling around a very pale Fabian, who was gripping his wand. Every second he would try to Stun one, but the Death Eater who was chosen ducked aside.

"Ah, Mr. Prewett. Glad to see you have chosen to be killed, also," drawled a voice from a masked Death Eater.

The Death Eaters cackled, especially Bellatrix who was unmasked as usual. She liked to stare death In the face.

"Well, you can just tell Voldemort I declined his invitation," said Gideon jauntily.

Bellatrix narrowed her eyes.

"We will see about that," she snapped, among hisses from her fellow Death Eaters.

Fabian straightened up. He tried to Disapparate, but the clever Death Eaters had put a ward around. Nothing was possible. They were doomed.

Gideon was suddenly levitated and brought down unceremoniously next to his brother. Fabian helped him up.

"We'll fight them together," he whispered fervently.

Bellatrix shrieked with laughter.

"Do you hear? Do you hear the fool? Fight together!" she cackled again.

"Oh we will take our time, Bella," drawled the leader with a smile under his slit-eyed mask.

That's a Malfoy, thought Gideon to himself. He and Fabian vehemently despised the debonair and aristocratic family.

"So, what are we waiting for?" asked Fabian suddenly, quite jauntily. He rolled up his sleeves and grinned at the staring Death Eaters.

"Yep. After this, I'll bury you where ever you want, so any last requests?" asked Gideon, equally forcing a smile.

"Shaddepp!" growled a short Death Eater, menacingly flexing his fingers.

"Oh, you want to be 'shaddepp' as a last request? Not a problem with me, but I'm 'fraid It'll have to be permanent," said Fabian, twirling his wand equally menacing.

"Dear me!" said Gideon mockingly, hate inside of him, "They don't seem to like all the talk were doing!"

Fabian glanced up at the sky and for the first time noticed the green Dark Mark. A little more nervous than before, Fabian hopefully thought he could delay the Death Eaters enough till someone noticed.

But no one ever did until the next morning, when the bodies were strewn among the front lawn. Bellatrix surveyed the scene around her with tired eyes. She was angry-but triumphant. Fabian and Gideon had fought long and hard, and were now unrecognizable. Five Death Eaters' lives had been forfeited out of the seven, including Damon Malfoy who Gideon had personally killed.

Fools. All of them.

The Dark Lord would not be pleased. Five young men lost to his cause already. And Bellatrix would be to blame.

With a defiant sneer at the fading Dark Mark, Bellatrix Disapparated to her master just as sirens sounded.