Second To None (hp secret agent au series)

Log 1

Series Warnings: crime, abduction, injury, combat, angst, fear, plots of "world domination", character death, brief mention of past emotional abuse, some fluff along the way

Chapter Warnings: mentions of danger

WC: 1.6k

A/N: wooohoooooo here it is!!! Log 1 is heeeere!! I am beyond excited for you all to come along on this adventure with the team, it's sure to be... interesting! 🎉

Note: dates and times are listed for each scene to help you keep everything straight. the timeline isn't always straightforward 😉

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***September 25, 1998. 12:00.

"You can come in," the deep, regal voice of Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt echoed through his oversized office, gesturing to the closed door as if the person standing on the other side could see his hand movement.

The door swung wide, revealing the austere stare of Auror Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, just who the minister had been awaiting. "Alastor, sit. I have something I'd like to discuss with you." He spoke casually as if he couldn't sense the irritation radiating from the stout man. He then gestured to the two armchairs facing each other in front of the large fireplace that made the office feel at least a bit more welcoming. The best he could do in such a formal office setting. They both took their seats.

"Kingsley, this had better be good, I've got a whole gaggle of people downstairs asking to see me... and I have no idea what they're here for." Moody and the minister had known each other for years, so neither were truly bothered by the other's summons or poor attitude in the moment.

Kingsley cracked a sly smile at the auror's complaint. "Yes, Alastor, I'm aware of the increased traffic today. In fact, that's why I invited you here." He paused for dramatic effect - the man was a sucker for drama. "I slightly regret not filling you in before this, but I've been busy arranging the details. You see, I've been working on putting together a special task force, Alastor. An agency of sorts. To aid the aurors in their pursuits of justice. They're all so overrun with everything, I thought it would be a good idea to find a way to... ease the load."

Moody lifted his eyebrows in impatience, "I'm listening..."

"Picture this, won't you? An elite force made of only our greatest and most skilled witches and wizards. Specially trained. Equipped with the best our Ministry has to offer." With a flourish, he turned to retrieve a folder from the nearby end table, handing it across the space for Moody to take. "In this folder you'll find the candidates I believe to be some of the best our wizarding world has to offer. Many of whom you are already familiar with."

Moody flipped the folder open to find page after page of detailed information on twenty witches and wizards. He browsed quickly, scanning over each name. "I see lots of potential here, Kingsley. What was your criteria, may I ask?"

"You may." He smirked. "Performance in school, be it many, many years ago for some. Willingness to commit to the cause. Unique skillsets - I think you'll be quite impressed with the array I've selected. Overall display of power and understanding of magical justice."

Moody continued looking through the files. But once things set in, he sighed, raising his gaze to meet his friend's. There had to be a catch. "Okay, and where do I fit into this plan?"

Minister Shacklebolt held his hand out as if awaiting a handshake. "They're here to see you today because I'd like for you to be the point person for this team of agents, Alastor. You're the one I trust above all others."