My first time writing a fiction for this site I hope you all enjoy and please leave comments if it can help me make the story better I would appreciate it.
'Thought'
"Talk"
[Foreign language]
Prologue:
On a darkened street in the small town of little surrey a man in a brightly colored robe stood watching the street as if waiting for someone to show up even if he looked like he belonged in a circus or a painting from the late 15th century. This individual was known the world over as Albus Dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the Confederation of wizards and head of the ancient house of Dumbledore. He is the man who is best known for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindlwald during and after World War II he was also known as the only man that was Merlin's equivalent by modern wizard standards. But none of that is why he was here in the middle of a muggle town waiting for Hagrid to arrive with newly orphaned Harry Potter, to Dumbledore this was a tragedy in the fact that the savior of their world already made a sacrifice. He lost his parents and the ability to learn from them to be with them and to feel their love, but thanks to idiots who don't realize they are magical equivalent of nazi's. The boy will never know them except through the memory of others and that is a poor substitute, he turned when he heard a soft mew from a darkened corner nearest him and turned to see a tabby cat.
"Good evening professor McGonagall, I hope your day has been fruitful in comparison to my own." The cat began moving from its spot and transformed into a severe looking women wearing emerald green robes a black pointed hat and a very deep frown. "Good evening Albus and yes it has we cannot in good conscience leave the boy here we must find somewhere else for him these muggles are the worst sort almost as bad as the death eaters but with magic being the evil. There must be someone we could leave him with that could better protect the boy Albus?" Before he could answer a low rumble could be heard before it grew in noise and intensity then a bright light appeared from the sky not just a singular light but multiple lights as if helicopters where descending on private drive.
A large man on a bike made first contact with the ground and following behind him were three large ships that looked like boxes given wings and painted light grey and yellow with a snarling wolf placed upon their sides the second they touched the ground the rear hatched open. Large men covered head to toe in arm as tall as Hagrid spilled out from the ships and created a half circle around the group of wizards and pointed their weapons at them. After a brief pause at not only the surprise but shock at being threatened by these unknown assailants allowed for one final figure to emerge from the last ship to touch down. He sat astride a large wolf whose fur seemed to shine as if it was metal, adorned across his shoulders was a pelt from a wolf that appeared the same as the one he rode, instead of a gun he carried a shield and axe that both seemed to exude cold. He wore no helmet so his gray mane could flow freely and one could see the burning amber of his eyes, his canines poked out of his mouth in a permanent snarl and then he spoke. "I am the Great Wolf of the Space Wolves Nijaree Morant and I am here to take our young lord to the rest of the legion and our brother legions to begin his training as the last potter heir and only surviving member it is our sworn duty to train and protect him until he is ready to face the world. You will hand him over now or be executed you have thirty seconds to comply before we open fire." Dumbledore was stunned he had thought the legend of the potters to be just that a legend designed to keep the other Ancient and Noble houses in line but to have this legend not only confirmed but to be here standing before him even if it was threating his life was almost as close to meeting merlin in this day and age. But Hagrid the sweet man he is, was not familiar with the legend of the potters and wasn't about to hand the boy over to these strange men even if they weren't trying to threaten him.
"I don't care who are you are or how much you threaten me I will not hand him over to you who do you think you are to try and take james and lilys son?" Nijaree had his wolf move through the firing line and came to be next to Hagrid, he raised his shield and smashed atop Hagrid's head as he did this he grabbed the babe from the half giants hand and cradle him to his chest as Hagrid slumped to the ground unconscious, without even a glance towards the groundskeeper he turned and had his mount take him through the firing line once again. As he began to move towards the ship McGonagall began to raise the wand she had slipped out of her robes towards Nijaree's back but Dumbledore quickly grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
"Albus have you lost your mind we can't allow these men to simply walk away with Harry." McGonagall hissed at Dumbledore but he merely shook his head and watched as the men began to march back into their ships which shortly after lifted off and left private drive behind as well as two wizards and an unconscious half giant.
McGonagall rounded on Dumbledore and drew in a breath to begin a triad but paused once she saw the look on Dumbledore's face as if he was in shock, "Albus who were those men and why did you stop me from stopping them?" he turned to her and merely whispered this. "The potters legions have awoken there is nothing in this galaxy that can stop them let alone hurt Harry we are about to possibly see the world turned on its head Minerva and there's nothing any one can do."
To be continued.