Dream SMP (Hogwarts AU)

And Then I Got Kids! (Part 1)

Series Summary:

Phil really likes taking in stra—kids. Yes. Kids. That's what I meant.

a.k.a: The story how Phil took in Techno and Wilbur, and eventually Tommy.

Chapter Summary:

After receiving an owl from the office about the use of unauthorized magical items, Phil headed off to the mansion of a well-known Pureblood Family.

Warning! Mentions of Abuse

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Phil flinched when an eagle owl slammed itself onto the closed window of his bedroom. Walking over, he pushed the window open. The owl perked back up, flew threw the window, and dropped a letter on the desk next to Phil's bed. The blond man reached over to his pocket and paid the owl a couple of knuts—waiting for it to leave—before opening the letter. 

It was a short, but important letter. It was from the Auror Office—requesting assistance in raiding a mansion—and by assistance, it asked him to lead the operation, last minute. Attached to it was details about the case. Phil read over it and let out a  sigh. It was not like he had anything planned, so he grabbed his work robes and proceeded to disapparate to the meeting area.

"Oh, Hello Mr. Craft," one of the Aurors greeted him. "We are just about to head to the mansion, so if you will." They gestured for him to take the lead.

Phil nodded and lead the small group of Aurors towards the mansion. They proceeded to follow routine procedure for raids. 

"Drop the artifact," Phil said, wand pointed at the woman wearing luxurious green robes, holding what seems to be a cursed necklace. 

The woman sneered, her hand slowly reaching for her pocket. Phil opened his mouth to say something when—at the corner of his eye—he saw a flash of green light. He managed to dodge the spell and instinctively shot a binding spell at the direction. Looking over he saw a man wearing matching clothes with the woman, lying on the ground, still.

Phil sighed before looking back at the woman, "As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted—I'd suggest that you don't fight us," he said. "You're surrounded by six Aurors, your—I assume—husband is lying on the floor, and the house helpers are all under the monitor of two other Aurors out in the garden."

The woman glared at Phil before throwing down the necklace on the carpet. "Your wand too," Phil said. The woman grunted before complying. "Great!" Phil exclaimed before looking over to the nearest Auror to him, "Mate, you two," he pointed to another person, "Take care of them," he gestured to the couple. "The rest, search the house for the other forbidden artifacts. Report says there are a bunch in this blasted mansion."

The other Aurors went to do what Phil ordered them to. Phil himself went to search, starting upstairs. The blond man walked the hallways of the second floor of the mansion, opening all the doors that he walked pass by, expecting that at least one of them was some sort of storage room. What he did not expect to find was a child's—or from what he could see, children's—bedroom. 

There were two beds, each positioned at one corner of the room. The room was dull, barely any decorations. The only reason Phil could tell it was a room for children is because of the small sized clothes in the closet. He did not expect the couple to have children—it wasn't mentioned in the letter. After realizing this, he changed his priorities. He had to find where the children were, the artifacts could wait. 

He continued to go through the multiple rooms of the mansion, faster this time, and calling out in case the children were hiding. Phil reached the end of the west wing with nothing. He let out a sigh before heading off to the east wing, but was stopped by one of the Aurors.