Of War Remains

by sfdodysseus

The war has ended, and all were living in bliss. The war heroes are slowly rebuilding their lives and trying their best to get back to normalcy, whatever that means. However, magic is slowly depleting for an unknown reason, throwing their lives back into chaos. Luckily, Dumbledore has left them an ally that they can trust, but to only be called as a last resort.

1. Prologue

My dear friend Chiron,

I hope this letter finds you well. By the time that you are reading this, I am afraid that I will have passed into what your world calls the Underworld. I hope that the Gods look down kindly upon me.

I am afraid that I have to cash in on our deal that we have made long ago. At that moment, I did think that I would need your assistance during the times of Grindelwald, but fortunately we did not need to go to such lengths.

Chiron, our world had is going through a long and devastating war, leaving many behind. The destined one was himself a child, but I am sure that this is a sentiment that you are used to. Our enemy is still at large but if this letter is to find you somehow, then know that it is not going well. My people must be running out of resources as I have instructed them to contact you in the direst of situations.

I hope that you can in good faith help guide us to where we can come out of this victorious for the sake of our worlds.

All my best,

Albus Dumbledore

With a heavy sigh, Chiron put the letter down and gave a glance to the curious owl waiting for him.

"I believe you won't leave until you get a reply yes?"

Chiron himself couldn't believe what was happening. The kids have just came out of the Second War, and yet he is being asked to help out in yet another one. He would have declined so his heroes can rest, but Albus Dumbledore was no ordinary mortal. He was cunning, as if he was a child of Hermes himself, and have talked Chiron into an unbreakable vow. He wasn't sure if it would work on him or not, especially now when the vow maker was dead, but he wasn't going to risk it. He knew too well of the tales where promises weren't upheld.

Picking up his pen, he wrote a quick reply and sent it with the instructions to a trusted location where they can further discuss. He called over a son of Apollo to fetch the Heroes so that he can deliver the news.

Back at the Headquarters, Kingsley sent a Patronus to his trusted workers. Within 10 minutes, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger emerged from the secure fireplace.

"Minister, we presume there is an update?"

"Yes, it looks like we are heading to New York, Ms. Granger, please prepare the portkey"