Just an honest day's work (Aurors and victims only)

[Rupert Thyme]

Robert Thyme's robes were itchy.

That's the problem he was finding the most irritating as entered the Leaky Cauldron, and pushed past its inhabitants on his way through to the portal.

He'd chosen not to don his mask - one he'd spent hours customising - in favour of a full range of view. His reasoning being that if all went well today, no one would ever find him, anonymous or not; and if all went down the drain... well, there was no need to even try and hide his identity was there.

No, Gringotts was not the wisest of choices, he'd initially thought as he'd begun cooking his plan. But as it had grown something had become more and more obvious to Robert. He didn't need books, wands or magical jokes, he needed money, and lots of it.

So after months of scouting, here he stood on the cobbled path of Diagon Alley; peering past the frazzled looking consumers as they tried to hurry from shop to shop, to catch a glimpse of the bank.

Of course he needed to find a way to get the Goblins out of the bank first, and a disturbance outside was the perfect sort of distraction that he needed.

That, and it was fun.

Whispering into his wand he nodded, before pointing his weapon at a nearby bookshop and shooting a string of fiendfyre at it, laughing Mirthlessly as the screams began, and starting to point his wand at anyone who took his fancy, firing spells indiscriminately at those people with varied intentions, some were deadly, and the targets fells wordlessly to the ground, others were more painful, and their targets' screams filled the alley.

Yes, this would work nicely as a distraction.

[Calvin S. Ransom]

It was becoming a habit of the Ministry's; including Calvin Secundus Ransom in the business of the aurors, despite the fact that Calvin worked in the Muggle Department. It was as though the Ministry was running low on aurors, and had restored to shipping any employee that they could get their hands on out on the field.

Calvin had been in the wrong place at the wrong time; had he stayed home with Chase, rather than allowing her to convince him that he needed to show up for work, he wouldn’t have been called upon by the Head of the Department for Law and Enforcement when a Death Eater had begun to act up in Diagon Alley. Calvin shifted his weight from one of his sneaker clad feet to the other as he stood across the street from the scene of the crime, and began to wonder if he would ever see Chase again…

He whimpered quietly, and stared straight ahead, “Go now. Now. Go! Come on, Cal…” he spoke to himself, attempting to build up some form of courage, but his mind refused to make things that easy on him. “I shouldn’t even be here,” he reminded himself quietly.

“I’ll wait for one of the aurors,” Calvin decided at last, and slowly wrapped his arms around himself so to stop himself from trembling any longer. He was terrified by the task that he’d been assigned to complete, but his loyalty to the Ministry of Magic overpowered that fear, and acted like glue on the bottom of his shoes, forcing him to remain where he was.

The fingers that he held his wand with shook, but the slender piece of wood mistook the movement for an intentional one, and with Calvin's nervous thoughts added to the twitch, it had been enough to cast a spell in the direction of the Death Eater only a few feet away. Calvin stumbled backwards, surprised by the sudden light that had erupted from his wand's tip, "Oh no..." he squeaked, sounding quite similar to a mouse, "What did I do...?"

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Confundo | Causes the victim to become confused, befuddled, overly forgetful & prone to follow simple orders without thinking about them.

[Molly Minerva Weasley]

Frank apparated to Diagon Alley the moment that he recieved the message from Jen Dent, his boss. It seemed crazy- working at Hogwarts, the Ministry, and attempting to be a musician. He was considering dropping the Hogwarts gig, focus on the Ministry, maybe become the new Mental Health Expert on top of being an Auror. If Frank was not busy he got complacent.

He wasn't complacent now, though. The second he arrived in the Alley, he scanned the horizon and saw smoke. He felt the world shrink a little and he took off running down the street. There were too many innocent people around, to many potential victims. People pointed at him as he ran and eventually he accidentally knocked into a woman.

"HEY!"

"I'm so sorry, Miss, but you need to clear out. There's a Dark wizard on the loose."

People stared at him and one little boy ventured, "W-what?"

Frank nodded. "Stay calm, please, Aurors are on their way. Just please evacuate calmly and everything should be fine."

He began running again, heading for Gringott's. He spotted Calvin and ran over to him, skidding to a stop. "Where is he?" He turned and saw the man. "Stupefy!" he shouted, hoping that he caught the man with his spell before calling out, "Drop your wand, sir, you are under arrest!"

[Wilhelmina Abercrombie]

Wally was minding her own business, as she always did. The girl was not yet thirteen but she was already buying every book she could on exotic potions ingredients, curious about the sorts of herbs and plants that she had not yet come across in her potions making. She had snuck away from her family, of course, and was alone, looking through a large tome while the other older members of the shop perused the shelves.

She decided on the book and stepped over to the clerk, lifting the heavy book onto the counter, nodding politely at him. The young clerk tapped something into the register. "Potions, eh? I was always dreadful at them, I was."

Wally shrugged. "I'm okay. I like finding new ingredients. I-"

There was suddenly a scream behind her and she turned around to see a woman pointing at a huge serpent of fire opening its jaws. Wally's eyes widened and her survival instincts kicked in. She turned and lept across the counter, sliding across and slamming into the clerk. They collided and fell down behind the counter, missing the flame.

"Psst! Adrien!" Wally and the clerk turned to see an elder man gesturing from behind the other counter. "C'mere! I have some experience with this stuff. I know some temporary wards."

"Go!" Adrien hissed, pushing her. She crawled to the other counter and the elder man pulled her to his side before Adrien dove behind it. The man began mumbling spells and Wally tugged on Adrien's sleeve. "Send a Patronus," she advised.

He closed his eyes and a moment later a silevery moose lept out of the wand and reared his head. "We need help! We are in a bookstore consumed by Fiendfyre! Please assist. At least three alive. One young student!"

The moose turn and galloped away. Wally peeked out to see it run right through a bear of firee out onto the street. The Patronus reached the Aurors and spouted the message in a booming voice before fading away.

[Calvin S. Ransom]

Calvin could not remember a time that he’d been happier to spot an auror than he’d been when Frank Longbottom had arrived at his side. “He’s there! I-I-I think I shot him!” Calvin informed Frank, stumbling over his words due to the fear that he’d been plagued with the moment he’d been told that their was a Death Eater kicking up a fuss in Diagon Alley, and that Calvin was to be involved in the chaos. “I-I-I didn’t mean to,” Calvin added hastily, and held his flattened palms out in front of himself, as though he expected someone as kind as Frank Longbottom to wheel around and hex his face off.

Suddenly, Calvin’s attention was ripped away from Frank and the Death Eater that he’d been ordered to catch, by a patronus that had lumbered towards him in a hurry, its silver skin glinting in the sunlight. Calvin flinched at the sight of the creature, having been surprised by its presence, but listened to what the patrnous had to say when he’d recovered from his moment of shock.

“A child?” Calvin asked the moose in a panic, only to be disappointed when the patronus doubled back towards the wand tip that was responsible for its momentary existence without providing Calvin with his answer. Calvin threw his hands upward, and pressed his hands against each side of his head, looking as conflicted as was possible for someone to look without splitting their face in two. “Oh dear! Oh dear!” He shouted. Frank had gone, having run off towards the Death Eater in the way that Calvin had found himself incapable of doing, leaving Calvin to deal with the situation that had unfolded in the bookstore across the street.

“What would Batman do?” Calvin asked himself, and, acting in a far bolder manner that he could ever remember acting, he darted forward, putting his long legs to use.

Calvin stumbled into the bookstore’s front door, slamming against it loudly by mistake. “Now what?” Calvin squealed, begging his brain for an idea as he stood in front of the burning building with his wand held out in trembling fingers.

“Aguamenti!” He squeaked, attempting to cast the water-producing charm that he’d been taught in charms class not to long ago. Much to Calvin’s surprise, on his command, water burst from the end of his wand and shot towards the nearest flame. “Aha!” Calvin exclaimed, half-cheering, half-laughing, due to the shock of having successfully cast a spell during such a moment of urgency.

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Aguamenti | Produces a jet of water from the caster's wand.

[Wilhelmina Abercrombie]

"What do we do, Benson?"

"I'm currently trying to figure that out Adrien, I'm not great with Dark Magic, I-"

This conversation was getting them nowhere. Eally did not have plans to die here today, but these two men were not helping. Wally heard someone crash inside and she stood up, turning around, her face burning red because of the heat. Adrien and Benson began tugging at her but she squinted around, just in time to see a woman become engulfed by a manticore made of flames.

Ouch.

She spotted a man framed in the doorway, trying to use Aguamenti, but because of Fiendfyre's dark magic, the water was being dissolved before it even reached the flames. "We're over here!" she called, waving a hand, before bing yanked under the counter again.

"Are you crazy?!"

"You're beat red! You have a burn on your arm-"

"Stop!" she yelled. She closed her eyes, thinking. She was in a book store! how could they be outsmarted by death in a book store, with no much knowledge to protect them... That was it. She opened her eyes and turned, grabbing Adrien's shirt. "Summon a book! A book on Fiendfyre! You too!" She turned to Benson.

They stared at her and pulled out their wands. "Accio books about Fiendfyre!"

Okay, it wasn't completely thought out, because a stack of books began pelting them, some in flames. Wally bellowed in pain and kicked one of the books down, stomping out the flames. She grabbed the book and searched the index, finding nothing. The men did the same, putting out the flames and searching.

"Found it!" Benson proclaimed, putting his finger on it. Wally snatched the book from his hands and stood up again, screaming, "Expugno Maleficum! Use Expugno Maleficum!" She felt the bottom of her hair singing off and still she screamed, "Expugno Maleficum!" until Benson forced her under the counter again.

[Calvin S. Ransom]

Just as Calvin had begun to believe that he’d done something correct for once, he watched as the water that his wand had produced evaporated into dust in the air. The spell seemed to have aggravated the Fiendfyre as well, as its flames only grew hotter as Calvin attempted to put them out. “Gosh darn it!” he shouted frustratedly and dropped his wand arm at his side.

He peered through the glass of the bookshop’s front door desperately, searching for the group of people that he’d been summoned by. Sure enough, Calvin’s eyes met with a small female when he flicked his eyes in her direction. “Hey! It’s going to be alright! I promise!” Calvin assured the child, shouting through the glass that stood between the two, before pushing off of the door to stand a few inches away from it once more.

Calvin adjusted his hold around his wand as he thought. What was it that his professor had told him about Fiendfyre? Calvin simply could not remember; he never had been particularly good at charms, and had been quite surprised when he’d graduated from Hogwarts with decent grades in the subject…

The small group of people that had been trapped within the bookstore began to shout, and Calvin straightened immediately, his eyes darting towards the door once more. The words that they were speaking aloud sounded a good deal like an incantation, he noted, and quickly held his wand out before himself once more.

“Expeldo Mellfleesom,” Calvin spoke slowly, attempting to repeat the pair of words despite the fact that he’d had difficulty hearing exactly what the group had said. Calvin’s wand fizzled, but did nothing more.

He pressed the side of his face against the door again, and listened through the solid object, making an effort to catch what was being said.

“Expugno Maleficum?” Calvin asked his wand, and sure enough, as he pointed the twig towards the fire that had begun to cause sweat to crawl from the pores within Calvin’s skin, the Fienfyre shrunk away from it. “Wow!” Calvin giggled, and held his arm up higher, aiming for the flame once more, “Expugno Maleficum!”

[Wilhelmina Abercrombie]

The fire was pressing in on them, and Wally was sure they were the last three people alive in the store, which was a pity, because Wally had seen at least two other customers in the front room of the store. She could feel the hair on her arms beginning to singe off in the heat and her face was getting dangerously red, her hands were blistering.

Suddenly, the heat lessened. She heard a shout and sighed. The Auror had figured it out. She slumped against Adrien, breathing heavily. What an ordeal. What a terrible, rotten, horrible ordeal. The flames continued to lessen as did the heat and she poked Adrien. "We should get out now.. before the castor has another shot at it."

Adrin nodded and lept to his feet, sweating as well. He reached down and pulled Benson and Wally onto their feet. Wally held tightly to the book that had saved her life, thinking it could continue to shield her. Only a few fiery creatures remained, but even they faded before their view. Benson and Adrien sprinted out of the shop as did Wally begin to..

She glanced down and saw an arm, poking out from under a pile of ashen book. She leaned down and touched it, to see it crumble to ashes beneath her finger. She felt bile rise in her stomach- she had seen dead animals and a lot of gross things. Never on ahuman though.

The heat took her first though. She was seriously over heated and had blisters forming. She sunk to her knees, holding onto the book, before keeling over, unconscious.

[Rupert Thyme]

Rupert laughed as a frightened looking man approached the scene, his movements betraying his true emotions to anyone who had a skilled enough eye in the area. Apparently, judging by his purpose, and the direction he was walking in, the younger man was here to play some sort of hero's role.

But what shocked Rupert the most was when his wand lit up and a jet of light flew through the smoke directly at him.

With a grunt he threw his hands in front of him and waved the spell away, a snarl of anger crossing his face as he decided what to do next.

Of course another spell came his way, red this time, and slightly more powerful by the looks of it, and once again he blocked the spell, this time with a flick of his wand. "Protego," he cried out, causing the jet or red light to splash around his invisible shield. "Levicorpus," he shouted, wand pointed at the most recent assailant. The newcomer seemed far more interesting, and thus needed to stick about a bit longer. His first attacker was going to have a more fun fate waiting on the other side of the blanket of smoke flying from the store's front.

Walking through the screen of smoke towards the warmth of the flame Rupert spotted Calvin Ransom attempting to put out his masterpiece with a series of spells, distracted, by the looks of it, by the screams of the people inside, and by the stinging smoke and heat.

"Crucio," cried Rupert, his full will bent to inflict pain on the man in front of him. If this one hit, it was going to hurt... a lot.

[Molly Minerva Weasley]

Frank had been offput by the Patronus, feeling panic burble beneath his blazing surface as he realized just how much danger those inside were in. The student could very well die- Frank had worked so hard to ensure the safe and healthy of so many students, and it took him so long, but this man could compromis one's life in a matter of seconds.

Calvin decided to take that into his hands and Frank turned, focusing his efforts solely on this dreadful wizard ahead of him. The man tried to hit Frank with a spell, but Frank barely spun out of the way, the spell hitting some crates and spinning them into the air. Frank gathered his resolve and shouted at the wizard, "I SAID DROP YOUR WAND!"

But the wizard's eyes seemed trained on Calvin can Frank turned sending a spell towards Calvin that intended on pushing him out of harm's way, but the Unforgivable had been sent. Frank yelled, "CALVIN! LOOK OUT!" He was closer to Calvin so he hoped that either his warning or the spell reached Calvin before the curse did. It seemed that Calvin had gotten the fire in control but it would be easier to take this man down with two on one.

He turned back and raised his wand. Incarcerous! he silently sent, speaking immediately after in hopes of distracting the man. "You are under arresst by order of the Ministry of Magic!"