Ficlet: His Hero (Arthur & Alastor)
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lightofdayeTitle: His Hero
Rating: PG
Characters & Pairing: Arthur Weasley & Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody
Word Count: ~360
Content: Action, Adventure, canon-typical violence, first meetings
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary:The first time Arthur met Mad-Eye.
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 30 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
weasleyjumpers for the prompts: "Arthur/Alastor" and "The History Of Magic". Penultimate entry!
Arthur Weasley, a young man on his first assignment at the Misuse Of Muggle Artifacts office of the Ministry Of Magic, wailed and threw himself sideways as two masked men shot beams of green light at him.
He swore and scrabbled along the ground, pulling out the wand. He cast a shield charm, which shattered under another green blast that Arthur barely avoid. He instinctively retreated back into the alley, only realising when the masked men howled and jeered with laugh that he was cut off.
He wasn't going to make it, Arthur thought. His whole life he'd never made it, he wouldn't even be a footnote in A History Of Magic.
The men raised their wands and Arthur knew the games was up, he braced himself ready to go down hurling hexes at his opponents.
The man on the left was suddenly struck from one side and was enveloped entirely in the red light of a stunner that picked him and slammed into a wall. The one of the right whirled to point his wand to oneside with a shriek but a second spell wrapped around his lefts propelling them out from under him so he fell to the ground hard and a second stunner kept him there.
Arthur stared eyes as wide as his glasses.
There was the sound of footsteps alternated with loud clunking sounds and a man came into view, a heavily scarred, leonine man with one leg and one real eye; the other one being a vivid blue and made of glass.
He was the most beautiful man in existence.
"Still alive over there?" came a voice like gravel, yet still remarkably gent, "I hope I got here in time. Still you should be more careful. In my department we practise Constant Vigilance, young man."
Arthur pulled himself to his feet, stammering and stuttering out his thanks.
"Don't mention, don't mention it," The man said gruffly. "It's my job, let's get back to the ministry, now... Weasley isn't it?"
"Who are you?" Arthur said faintly.
"Name's Moody." said Mad Eye Moody.
Arthur stared in awe at his hero all the way back to the office.
Rating: PG
Characters & Pairing: Arthur Weasley & Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody
Word Count: ~360
Content: Action, Adventure, canon-typical violence, first meetings
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary:The first time Arthur met Mad-Eye.
A/n: Un'beta'd. Written for Day 30 of "31 Days Of Weasleys" at
weasleyjumpers for the prompts: "Arthur/Alastor" and "The History Of Magic". Penultimate entry! Arthur Weasley, a young man on his first assignment at the Misuse Of Muggle Artifacts office of the Ministry Of Magic, wailed and threw himself sideways as two masked men shot beams of green light at him.
He swore and scrabbled along the ground, pulling out the wand. He cast a shield charm, which shattered under another green blast that Arthur barely avoid. He instinctively retreated back into the alley, only realising when the masked men howled and jeered with laugh that he was cut off.
He wasn't going to make it, Arthur thought. His whole life he'd never made it, he wouldn't even be a footnote in A History Of Magic.
The men raised their wands and Arthur knew the games was up, he braced himself ready to go down hurling hexes at his opponents.
The man on the left was suddenly struck from one side and was enveloped entirely in the red light of a stunner that picked him and slammed into a wall. The one of the right whirled to point his wand to oneside with a shriek but a second spell wrapped around his lefts propelling them out from under him so he fell to the ground hard and a second stunner kept him there.
Arthur stared eyes as wide as his glasses.
There was the sound of footsteps alternated with loud clunking sounds and a man came into view, a heavily scarred, leonine man with one leg and one real eye; the other one being a vivid blue and made of glass.
He was the most beautiful man in existence.
"Still alive over there?" came a voice like gravel, yet still remarkably gent, "I hope I got here in time. Still you should be more careful. In my department we practise Constant Vigilance, young man."
Arthur pulled himself to his feet, stammering and stuttering out his thanks.
"Don't mention, don't mention it," The man said gruffly. "It's my job, let's get back to the ministry, now... Weasley isn't it?"
"Who are you?" Arthur said faintly.
"Name's Moody." said Mad Eye Moody.
Arthur stared in awe at his hero all the way back to the office.
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Date: 2023-08-30 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-08-30 05:30 pm (UTC)I'm not sure if this fits canonically, Arthur must have joined the ministry before the first war proper but lets pretend these a pre-cursor death eaters causing trouble.