The children of today are lucky, born in a world free from the evil that once enveloped Britain. However, what would it be like had they lived at the height of the last Wizarding War less than twenty years ago? Which side would they be on? Would they have survived?
Notes: Idea from another website, where all characters transported back to the past. Starts on the Hogwarts express, just before the Death Eaters board the train. If you are a muggleborn, lie about your blood purity or hide if you want to take part, Thomas Greene is going to be captured and will not appear later on.
Tom was very excited to be going to Hogwarts. Just a few weeks ago, Professor McGonagall had told him he was a wizard, that all the weird things that happened to him was actually magic. When he visted Diagon Alley, it had appeared very run down, because of some war that was happening. He had been worried, but everyone assured him that Hogwarts was the safest place in Britain.
Rosette sits quietly in the Slytherin Carriage, watching the empty fields flash by the window. As minutes tick by, her face turns into a small scowl as she thinks of how unimportant school is during a time such as this.
Rosette lets a small smile replace her scowl as she turns to Karith. "It's been...fine." Her smile leaves her face and she scrunches up her nose. "I've been busy. Thinking about everything that's been happening. You?"
Karith would nod. "The same." He would look around, then cast a charm to make sure they weren't overheard. "Been wondering if I should accept the invitation into the Death Eaters. My parents are all excited about it, and have been pushing me in that direction, but I'm not sure. I mean I agree that we shouldn't have to hide from the muggles, I'm just not sure about killing them all off, you know?" He would look at her, obviously hoping she had some sort of insight.
Rosette adopts a faraway look in her eyes as she thinks over his words. "We're not gods. Who are we to judge others? But there are muggles out there, those that created the witch hunts, those who believe everything they believe to be supernatural to be taken out. Freaks, unnatural they call us. And anyway, why should we have to hide who we truly are? We're magical, we can't change that. It's who and what we are."
Hey Farlen, my name's Tom. Do you know much about magic? I'm the first in my family to learn magic and I'm worried that everyone else would be way ahead of me. Everyone is talking about a war at the moment but no one would really tell me, you know anything about it?
The Food Trolley lady makes her rounds along the train, stopping to ask "Anything from the trolley, dears?" On her trolley are stacks of the Daily Prophet. The headlines scream out: 'DID THEY STEAL OUR MAGIC?- New research by Department of Mysteries find that magic is hereditary, Muggle-born Registration Commission formed to investigate claims of Magic theft.'
Notes: Buy anything from the trolley you want, the trolley lady does not have to confirm your purchases.