Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
By: souls
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Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, I know there'll be a couple times I may lose my way so bear with me. I'm not J.K. Rowling so be kind when you review.
Also I do not own the rights to Harry Potter or any of his co-stars. The situation and a few guests to the Harry Potter world are from my warped mind.
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FALLING INTO DARKNESS
By: Rita Skeeter
After fourteen years of peace, the shroud of evil looms over us once again, the Dark Lord has returned. All of Britain was plunged into darkness a week ago as Azkaban prison was liberated. Surviving witnesses watched as the Dementors joined the Dark Lord's ranks. Auror Olivia Little, reported seeing the dark mark blazing above the battlements of the prison. She and her team of Hitwizards apparated into a war zone. "There were bodies everywhere, many of my fellow aurors and some of Azkaban's residents. The Dark Lord gave some a choice 'join him or die'." Several were reported to have joined. Those left behind begged for death.
If this wasn't enough hours later, the Dark Lord attacked the Hogwarts' Express at Platform 9-3/4. DeathEaters, Dementors, and what appeared to have been werewolves accosted the train, as it pulled into the station. It was bombarded repeatedly by several as yet still unknown spells.
A majority of the Hogwarts' students were rescued even through Ministry bungling although there are still some students' left unaccounted for. Several students were killed during the attack as well Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. No one is sure how and details remain sketchy but it is believed that Harry Potter and his friends are also among the dead. Neville Longbottom: "I saw a bright green flash followed by a purple one and then there was an explosion." The Ministry will not give out the names of those killed at present. Soon to be ex-Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge said, "We will not give out the names until we are finished sifting through the remains of the Hogwarts' Express. It will take some time too due to the fact that the entire area is riddled with Dark Magic booby traps."
This reporter believes that Fudge should keep away from the wreckage just in case he should prove himself a boob. Dumbledore will be lain to rest in the Celestial shrine at Blackwood.
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Ministry officials combed the rubble looking for signs of "The-Boy-Who-Lived" and his companions. So far they had not had any luck finding so much as a hair. Whatever spell Neville had seen took most of the platform with it.
Several workers slowly levitated away sections of the train and platform, prying pieces apart as needed. Thus In the process releasing a mad rodent like man dressed in the robes of a DeathEater. A Dementor was pursuing him. Everyone was in shock at this as he fell face first into crumbling stone of the platform.
"Help me!" the man croaked out as he rushed towards the group of Ministry officials. There was movement from the shadows as a dusty gray robed man, a big black dog, and a cat joined the fray.
The dusty man raised his wand and fired silver sparks at the Dementor. The dog transformed into a tall slender man, his hood pulled low over his face. He shouted, "Stupefy!" The red beam struck the bloody-faced man who had turned to run at the sight of the newcomers.
"Finally caught the little rat." The dusty man said. The wind whipped layers of dust from him making him look like a dust devil in the shape of a man. There was a collective gasp from everyone present as the tall man's hood slid away revealing a mop of long black hair.
"By Jove its Sirius Black." someone said.
Very irate Cornelius Fudge screamed, "What's going on here? These two are traitors. Take the werewolf and his traitorous friend away." Aurors moved in to arrest Sirius and Lupin. "
"I think not Minister Fudge." The voice of Minerva McGonnagel halted the Aurors in their tracks. They knew well to listen to the woman before them, several having had her as an instructor in recent years. Those who hadn't stayed their wand hands so as not to end up transfigured into a chamber pot. "The grubby little man before you is Peter Pettigrew. Mr. Potter was truthful when he informed you that Sirius was innocent and that Pettigrew was alive. If you still doubt it then there is your proof."
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After Pettigrew had been taken away by an honor guard of Hitwizards. Sirius and Lupin began searching the rubble for any signs of Harry, Ron, or Hermione. Snuffles had stalked through the train wreckage and rubble several times and still couldn't find any sign that they were alive or dead. "Riddles in the dark."
Lupin's brow raised at this. "What's that you say Padfoot?" Sirius doesn't speak as he motions McGonnagel and Lupin aside.
"Things aren't fitting together. If Neville's right and Voldemort did used the killing curse then there should be a body. Even if he'd collapsed the entire platform on the children there should at least be something left."
They could hear Percy Weasley's voice shouting at someone from the other end of the station. "You stupid git! Don't you think I know my own brother's bloody wand? Sod off!" The others rushed to his side to see Percy hold up Ron's wand. It was unmistakable to Minerva who had examined it on numerous occasions. The wand's smooth polished surface was now roughened the tip was scorched and blackened.
"What in the world has happened to them, Moony?"
TBC
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[A/N: I may not get the chapters out on a regular basis I have a research paper coming up real soon. I'll do my best to get the next chapters to you real soon. I'd like to take the time to thank AgiVega who has taught me much about patience and the value of a good cliffie.]