For Love of Family

Apr 05, 2011 09:53

Prologue



2450 hours Sunday, 26 October 2020

The house sat in a wide, moonlit clearing in the middle of a dense wood. The building gave off an old, neglected feeling to the witch and wizards huddled in the tree-line facing the front door. Run-down, boarded up and vine-covered, it reminded Head Auror Harry Potter of the stuff Muggle haunted houses were made of. He shivered, not from fear, but from the cold wind that caused the tree branches overhead to creak and groan as they rubbed against each other. He pulled the collar of his robes closer to his neck before motioning to his compatriots to gather round.

The mission, which had taken six months to set up, had been going according to plan, but as it was just starting, things could go wrong without a moment’s notice. Harry wanted to prevent such things happening, but with a relatively unseasoned Auror in the group he didn’t want to take any chances.

Go to Chapter 1: Reaction

prologue, for love of family

Next post
Up