Author's Notes: This story is not finished, although a good portion of it has been written, and it has been mapped out in its entirety. I do not know how consistent a poster I will be, and I am sure that there will be long spaces between chapters sometimes, because life intervenes, and my education and RL come first. That being said, I am very much enjoying the crafting of this fic, and as each chapter is read, revised, edited, and beta'd, I will be sure to get it up here as soon as I can. Reviews, as always, are greatly appreciated. Flames are not. Constructive criticism is. A thank you in advance to anyone who reads, but does not review. I hope that you enjoy. Grace and peace, nai aistale hildareva hilya le.
Disclaimer: This is not mine. I own nothing in the Harry Potter world, except the plot that is being portrayed within these pages. The wonderful JK Rowling is the creator of this world, and I am grateful to her for allowing me, like many others, to dabble in it out of a great love and appreciation for what she has made.
And now, on with the prologue.
"Have you completely lost what little mind you had?"
"You talk too much. Let me work."
"This is never going to work."
"You don't know that."
"You can't do this. It goes against every Magical law there is, not to mention every scientific and biological rule in existence!"
"Magic by its very nature goes against Muggle science. That's not the sort of argument I'd expect you to come up with. I generally have a harder time deflecting them."
"This whole operation is madness! Have you even considered the consequences if you should fail?"
"I won't fail. I'm not the failing sort."
"This is insane. You're not qualified…"
"I know what I'm doing."
"No you don't, this is purely conjecture. You're trying to piece together a theory that doesn't exist!"
"It does exist."
"Because you thought of it?"
"No, I didn't, actually. I found it. It's credible. Now be quiet, I need to think."
"It's credible because you found it? That's not the sort of argument I'd expect you to come up with."
"I guess we're both being surprising today, aren't we?"
"It's too dangerous. It's not just yourself you're putting at risk, it's me, and everybody else in the Wizarding World!"
"I'm willing to take that risk."
"You're going to regret this."
"No I'm not."
"You're going to get yourself killed."
"No I'm not."
"You're going to get other people killed."
"That is the general idea."
"So I've been told."