Walden Macnair moved silently through the halls of the Ministry as he made his way to the Auror office. He had his orders from his master and though he had tried several times, he had yet to be able to get close to Pettigrew. The death of Lucius though terrified the Ministry executioner and he knew he could not afford to fail the Dark Lord. Tonight was the night he must make it happen. With the next day being the day the Hogwarts Express returned with the students, many witches and wizards took the day off to welcome home their children. Tonight the Ministry was staffed at its most minimum functioning level.
"Just wished the holding cells were easier to get to," Macnair grumbled to himself. They were on level two on the other side of the Auror office. He paused at the door and listened for any noise. Hearing none, he quietly turned the handle and slipped into the desk filled room. He looked around the darkened office and breathed a sigh of relief when he found only a single lamp lit as the only Auror on duty sat at his desk apparently deep in paperwork. Macnair stopped and waited, barely breathing. He was disillusioned but knew that there were several spells that would detect him none the less. Finally he let out a small sigh of relief as the Auror never looked up but continued on the pile of paperwork that littered his desk.
Walden was a master at silencing his footsteps; a talent required when approaching some animals that had to be executed. Each step was slow, excruciatingly slow; as he made sure nothing was in his path that would make a noise. Another soft sigh passed his lips as he made it to the door to the holding cells. Keeping an eye on the Auror at the desk, Macnair silently turned the handle and slipped inside once the door had opened.
The Death Eater scanned the room, looking for anything out of place. It was still dim, but there were more lights in the cell area so he could easily see there were no further guards. He started down the row of cells, still walking slowly and silently. He glanced into each one as he passed. Finally he stopped when he came to a cell that had a sturdy mess screen overlaying the metal bars.
"This is it," He thought. Obviously the Ministry knew Wormtail was an animagus and this was the cell meant to keep him in even in that form. When he glanced through the mesh he could see the rat lying in the middle of the bed, asleep. "Warmer sleeping in your fur?" Walden whispered to the rat. "I imagine it is. Well you won't have to worry about being cold ever again," Macnair removed a knife and made a quick slash in the mesh wide enough to slip his wand arm through. "Our master wanted me to give you one last gift. 'Avada Kedravra'," A sickly green light jumped from his wand and hit the rat. The rat didn't react, but the small movements of its side stopped immediately.
"Done, now I can get out of here," Macnair thought in relief as he pulled his arm free. "My master will be pleased," He turned and started walking quietly back toward the door that led out. He never saw the wand come out from under the invisibility cloak in an open cell beside Pettigrew's."
"Stupefy," The voice of Alastor Moody said and the red beam hit the Ministry executioner in the back. As Walden Macnair slumped to the ground, the door between the office and the holding cell area opened. The man who had been working at his desk entered with his wand at the ready.
"Is he?" Gawain Robards started as he looked at the floor.
"Yeah, he's just disillusioned. Here…" Moody said. He pointed his wand at the man on the floor and said "Finite." The disillusionment spell ended, leaving the Death Eater visible.
"Damn, is that Macnair?" Robards asked when he could see the man sprawled on the floor. "You were right. Glad Director Bones listened to you instead of Rufus. He swore you were just being paranoid again."
"I am paranoid, but it doesn't mean I'm not right as well," Moody gruffed as he grabbed Macnair's left arm and pulled up the sleeve. The red skull and snake was clearly visible. "I hate Death Eaters."
"How's Pettigrew?"
Moody opened the cell two doors down from the one with the now dead rat in it. With a flick of his wand and a 'Finite' command, the disillusioned and unconscious Pettigrew reappeared. "He's fine for now and I intend to keep him that way until he has his date with a Dementor. The killing curse is way to kind for traitors like him."
"Do you think that's what the court will give him?"
"Harry Potter will be in that courtroom Gawain. Mark my word that Fudge himself will request it."
"Let's clean up this mess," Moody nodded toward Macnair. "And then get some sleep. I think it will be interesting to see what Walden has to say tomorrow. See if he can lead us to any more scum working in this building," The senior and the retired Aurors quickly searched Macnair and after taking his wand, they put him in one of the cells. After the mesh screen was quickly repaired Pettigrew was moved back to his cell and the dead rat was discarded.
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