I Alone Remained Faithful (A Wizarding World of Harry Potter Fanfic)

The Letter

I tossed and turned all night in my sleep. It seemed like every time I closed my eyes, my thoughts and dreams would be bombarded with the images of dementors coming after me, to take my soul away. Waking up in a cold sweat after every dream. Even though I'm twenty five I still felt like a child, feeling like the boogieman was coming for me. The only difference between you and me, is that I know for a fact boogiemen and creatures of the night actually do exist. 

I closed my eyes hoping there wasn't anything or anyone standing next to my bed. Slowly I cracked my eyes and just like I had hoped there wasn't anything there. I sighed in relief and sat up in my bed. Suddenly there was a bump coming from my closet. Completely stunned I wasn't sure what to do. I grabbed my wand from the nightstand prepared that it was something dangerous.

Back at Hogwarts we trained for duels and battles, but I never had to actually defend myself in a real life situation. My mind was filling with fear and doubt that I could actually have to defend myself. I was scared. Cautiously I walked towards my closet, fearing my death with every step I took. When I finally was standing at my closet door, I stopped to see if there was any movement. Silence. Trembling, I reached my hand for the knob. 

The door slammed open with a loud bang. I was knocked onto my backside, but my wand was still at the ready. I yelled out with all of my might, 

"Expelliarmus!" 

A flash of light left my wand and towards the closet. I could hear something getting throw and hitting the very back of it. There was a loud thud, and with that I stood up and paced towards the blackness of the closet. 

"Who are you?! Come on out or I'll do worse!" I yelled trying to be brave. 

I could hear shuffling as something emerged from the darkness. I could see a short creature with a pillowcase looking dress coming towards me. It spoke softly.

"I is not here to hurt you miss. Winky is only here to give you this." She said. 

It was a house elf. She was old but had kind eyes. Her hands shook as she presented me with a letter. I reached my hand out gently and took the letter. 

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't know." I said with my head down.

"It's ok. Winky has had it much worse then a little bump on me head." She replied back 

I opened the letter carefully. I read it slowly trying to digest each word.

Dear Miss Underwood, 

The Ministry of Magic would like to invite you to a meeting of your peers on the 9th of August 2016. This meeting will be held in private. We require your complete discretion and secrecy until the meeting is over. Should you choose to come, the house elf that presented this invitation to you will give you the details. If you should decline please hand this back to the house elf and never speak of this letter to anyone. 

Much obliged,

Kingsley Shacklebolt, Head of The Ministry of Magic