Dreams and Daylight
The sun was beginning to set and Sarah was still off in her own little dream world of magic and mayhem. Little did she know how real that dream world was. An owl hooted in the distance jerking Sarah back to the world, which she had known for the past 11 years. Apart from the fact that, for most of those years her friends would have been in the park with her, now they had all gone to their new secondary schools already even though summer was barely over.
Sarah was dreading her new school. She hadn't got the music scholarship her parents were counting on her getting, apparently the school wanted classical musicians not people who could play the guitar and sing. This loss had meant that she had to go to one of the local schools whereas her friends got accepted at the places they had first applied to. She also felt like she was a disappointment to her parents. Her brother had been accepted to two schools when he was her age. One was in Scotland, he had gone there for a term but on his return for Christmas the school had sent a letter with him, which Sarah believed must of said that he wasn't right for the school as when term began he didn't return he went to the other school that had accepted him. He didn't talk much about the school to any of the family and Sarah had been left out completely.
She looked up at the sky and seeing the sun set, thought, "It's getting dark, mum will kill me if I'm not home soon." So she hopped off the swing, which she had sat on for the past few hours and began to make her way across the park home.
She kicked her feet through the long grass, which hadn't been cut over the summer. The senior school that she was going to be attending were the only ones to use the playing fields and that was only during term time. She looked back to the park and let her mind wander thinking how many happy days it must have seen with people playing in it that summer, her imagination was so wild that she was sure she could see children playing there enjoying themselves. She shook her head though and brought herself back to the real world, wondering if everyone had such vivid imaginations that worked like hers.
She was almost at the edge of the park when the silhouettes of three familiar figures came out of the trees that surrounded the playing fields. Her stomach lurched at the sight of these girls. They were her brother's age, 17, and had bullied her for years. All she wanted to do now was run, but that would take her further away from the safety of home. It was better to stay put and bear them.
In the Aurors office at the ministry of magic, Harry Potter was looking very disgruntled. He had just received a warning that one of the young wizards or witches due to attend Hogwarts in the next year was in mortal peril. The parchment which it appeared on was a very clever idea, invented back when he was still fighting Voldemort but recently it had been playing up by saying someone was in mortal peril at a certain address when they either weren't there or weren't in mortal peril.
He knew that at one point it had saved many peoples lives but he really didn't want to go to the trouble of sending an Auror places, to save someone who didn't need saving, when there was more need for them in training or saving the world. However, Harry as the head of the Auror office had to do something or else the parchment world turn nasty, and not just like a howler, his predecessor in the department was still St Mungos from where it almost bit his head off when he ignored it.
Harry left his office and set off to find Tonks or Lupin. Tonks was the only Auror Harry felt sure wouldn't mind this task, but it would be better if he could find Lupin because then he wouldn't need to pull any of his Aurorers out of their current missions. Ever since Umbridge had been kicked out of the ministry (shortly after Harry joined), the werewolf laws had been lifted, and even though the Ministry wouldn't take Lupin on under the title of Auror he had been allowed all the same duties as one.
"Lupin!" Harry called when approaching the couples office, "Do you feel up to a very special once in a lifetime top-secret mission?" he said trying to hide the truth from his old friend.
"Of course! You know I'm always up for once in a lifetime missions Harry. So what is it?" Lupin replied with a real sense of excitement as harry entered the room. The ministry rarely sent Lupin on missions alone.
"You have to attend this address," Harry answered him whilst handing over a piece of paper, "…and save whichever Hogwarts pupil is in moratl peril this time!"
Tonks began to laugh,
"How many times have I told you Lupin, never agree to any once in a lifetime top-secret missions that Harry gives you before you know what they involve!"
Harry looked at Lupin who he hoped was taking the joke with good humour. He knew that he was not going to receive his werewolf wrath when he saw his friend laughing along with Tonks.
"You know Harry," Lupin began, "if there is no-one there I will never agree to a top secret mission again"
"Oh I know Lupin" Harry answered leaving the room.
The girlsbegan to approach her, and took sticks out of their pockets. Two of them began to encourage the third,
"Go on! Just get it out of the way." One of them said. The other,
"She's the one with a squib for a brother!"
The third turned to them shouting,
"Shut up! I can't concentrate with all this"
She turned to look at Sarah again.
"You better keep your mouth shut or this could get extremely painful for you." Sarah didn't know what to think. Their leader began to wave her stick and from behind her Sarah heard a loud crack. Almost instantly the girl shouted "Necocaptivo!"
A bright red light came towards Sarah and she was knocked off her feet. All she could feel was immense pain surging up her arms. Behind her she could see an old man with greying hair holding another stick. She couldn't help but wonder, through the pain, what their obsession with sticks was, and thought that her imagination must have gone into overdrive again, but then she heard the man shout, "Expectro patronum", and a silver wolf appeared shooting out from right next to him, straight towards the girls who had begun to flee. None of this helped her thoughts of having a too overactive imagination.
Tears were streaming down Sarah's face because of the pain. She could just about make out the mans image leaning over her saying,
"Are you all right?"
Sarah couldn't think about answering that question. She was sure that she had just seen a wolf, in the park,
"Was that a…" she began when the man cut her off saying,
"Yes well I admit it doesn't usually work that well on witches, but it was the first thing to come into my mind. Anyway I think I had better get you off to St Mungos…" But Sarah wasn't listening. She had blacked out shortly after hearing the word witches.
Disclaimer: None of the charcters you recognise are mine
Please Read and Review this is my first fanfic and I have just updated the original chapter so you may have read some of it before but it is still a work in process!