Alastor brokenly staggered into Grimmauld place to see some faces he thought he would never see again. 'Tonks, I see you had a little fun tonight. Any news on Kingsley?'
'He's dead.' A sad voice spoke from a sad girl. She was torn up and bloody, spell damage evident all over. She asked Alastor, 'Did you hear anything at the Ministry?'
'Yeah, Dawlish was the first to die. The team that came to kill me fled when I received a little extra help. You?'
'Well I was with Remus and tonight being a full moon, they came in, I was loosing so I let him loose and transformed into an animal. It was horrible.' She buried her head in her arms.
'Well sounds like you get the medal then for tonight.' Alastor joked roughly.
'What? Why?'
'We survived, and you are the only one to hit back and kill some of them buggers.'
'I don't understand why they did this, how could anyone think of this?' The young Auror asked the air.
The headmistress walked in wearily, 'Well there is a confirmed count of twenty-one Aurors dead, some additional losses from some family members, and only three Death Eaters dead; bloody night of the long knives.'
Tonks head rose up, 'night of the long knives?' she asked.
'Hitler, Grindelwalds little muggle puppet had a night full of assignations of those that opposed or threatened his leadership. It was called the night of the long knives.' McGonagall looked weary, 'I can only guess it's to remove the threat of the Aurors. If we are short of Aurors, we cannot guard everywhere.'
'This is a problem,' Alastor agreed, 'unless someone helps to even the score again.' A smile appeared on his face.
'What do you mean Alastor?' McGonagall asked.
'Well we could find these mysterious helpers and ask them to even the pitch once again.'
'Slight problem there Mad-Eye,' Tonks spoke, 'they are so mysterious, no one knows who they are or where they live.'
'So I perform a little miracle then, but we got to try.' He spat back at her, vehemently. It brought tears to the female Auror. Alastor spoke up, 'Sorry Tonks, we all have had a long night tonight. Go get some rest.'
Flashback
Voldemort was looking, looking through his minds eye at the current situation. Two people had been assassinated by his people, one important, one that was more of a blessing to end his worthless and pathetic life.
I have so few good people at the moment that if I got into a fight with the Aurors or the hit wizards, I would lose all my forces.
This was Toms troubling thought and it was bothering him. He had brutality and surprise on his side while the side of the light had numbers. Vast numbers though they did not realise it.
Time to even the odds me thinks. A smile crept onto his face.
Tom touched the Dark Mark on Wormtail's arm and called specific Death Eaters to him.
'Ahh, my children' He drawled as 24 Death Eaters arrived and crawled to him to kiss his robes.
'I have a very good task for you to perform, you will split into teams of three, and each team will take out three Aurors. I suggest you attack their homes, especially the lone ones. You will receive the list of names soon, but I suggest you practice some more. Eliminate those that stand in our way and the world is ours. Now go.' The followers heard his words of the mission and left when ordered to do so. They had never done anything like this before but they would carry out his wishes.
Cho Chang received a letter with three names in it and a smile spread across her face. She was happy for she would be part of a team to end a filthy half-blood. She practiced and practiced some more to make sure she would come out the victor.
Elsewhere, other Death Eaters were getting their orders. Some did not relish their tasks, especially the ones given an old veteran to kill. Mad-Eye was the biggest threat now, as he was always second to Dumbledore, but him being dead made Mad-Eye number one target. It scared the Death Eaters that were going to face him so they prepared.
Peter Pettigrew was assisting in the raids by taking the teams to the various homes of the soon to be victims. The last two on the list were going to be the worst. One was his former friends, partner, and lover. The sorrow it would bring Remus, but didn't he realise Peter had to do it, to survive. The other location was the biggest threat, the team going to take out Mad-Eye was a group trained by their fathers, who looked forward to serving their master, but before they could, he was snatched away. So they trained whilst the world was in a lull. The chosen were faster than their older contemporaries and more experience than their younger brethren. They slipped into the dank, dark, dreary place of the supposed location of the famous Auror, then they silenced the warning charms and crept forward.
"SILENCEO" Moody bellowed as the three Death Eaters crossed his sights.
The deadly soldiers dived out of the way, only one caught a lash of the spell. He fought its effects whilst silently casting spells back at Moody.
'IS that all you got?' Alastor screamed back at them, while frantically transfiguring items into ferocious animals.
'Avada Kedavra' Moody heard clearly as his works of art were destroyed with a killing curse.
I need to get out of here and quick. Wish I knew how Potter did it.
Moody threw spells all around where the scum had dived for cover. He never noticed a clicking sound nor the sight of a phoenix. They do after all respond when needed, they just may not respond to how you wish.
The Death Eaters, knowing they had Mad-Eye at a disadvantage, all attacked with a relentless pace of spells, Alastor took shelter behind a turned table and defended as best he could. One Death Eater carelessly threw an explosive hex; it shattered the table and brought Alastor close to death as he was knocked out.
(Can you guess what happened?)
(Nope Wrong)
Alastor bowed his head to the table, 'It was Amelia that saved me, she heard about the attacks and come to see if I was alright, well, she came just in time. All I remember is waking up to see her standing over me.' Alastor told Minerva.
She asked some questions, 'Why aren't you with her now?'
'She came to me, for another reason really, I can't talk about it, but she wasn't happy with my response. She told me what she had done when she came over. As it is I was one of the first groups of Aurors to be attacked tonight, as was Dawlish. Two Aurors owe their lives to Tonks and Remus now for killing those Death Eaters.'
'Scrimgeour will have a day of mourning the losses I expect. He can't hush up the deaths of so many Aurors.' The headmistress informed him.
'I expect he will call the hit wizards in, to fill in the gaps of the Aurors, but Potter had it right. The hit wizards should be fighting not sitting on their arse.' Alastor spoke.
The back door flew open to see a tall slim ginger haired man standing there.
'Hello Bill, nice to see you tonight,' Alastor spoke as nothing had happened.
'Dad just got called in, we just heard on the radio. Tonks and Remus are missing.' Bill informed his superiors.
'Ah well, Tonks is upstairs crying over having to kill three people, and Remus is out for a little walk shall we say.' Alastor put in.
'Anyone else we know of who caught it?' the headmistress asked.
'Yeah, Mike Johnston, you know, Angelina Johnston father, from your former house. Played Quidditch I think. His wife was a muggle. So, how their gonna manage now, I have no idea.' Alastor told her.
'Other than that, just people who were known to live alone.'
Bill laughed, 'bit of a cock up with Tonks then.' A smile appeared on all three faces, knowing full well if it weren't for Remus, she would be dead tonight.
'Well the three that came to get me all apparated out after Amelia attacked them from behind. Cowards. So unlike Tonks, I didn't save anyone's life tonight.' Alastor put in. The elderly lady stood up, giving a towering impression.
'I'm going to talk to Tonks, I think she could do with it.' The head of Hogwarts walked out of the room leaving a worn and torn Mad-Eye Moody and a disfigured Bill Weasley.
'I suggest you get on home, tell them about Tonks and Remus. There will be a day of mourning no doubt tomorrow.' Alastor told Bill.
'You sure?' Bill asked, a quick nod from Alastor gave the signal, 'ok, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye,' and with those words Bill left the house.