Odin In The Wizarding World

Separated from his body, Edward surveys the campsite that only hour before was filled with laughter and music. Now the crowds have all gone. A man walks through the rubble kicking at things. He casts a spell which causes a bright flash and a large ghostly skull forms in the sky with a snake crawling from it. The man grins evilly, clearly demented.

Pulled back into his body, Edward stirs awake, his body aiking from overdrawing his bodys capabilities. Getting up on his feet, he sees the man standing there. Ready to once again fight for his life, he disgards his destroyed wand. Spotting a black wand from one of the now dead Death Eaters nearby, he says. ''Acio-Wand.''

As the wand shoots into his hand, he hears the familiar voice if Krum calling for him. ''Been looking for you for ages. Thought they killed you before I could.''

''Great. Thanks Vic...'' Says Edward before pointings up into the sky where a green skull spitting out a snake is dominating the night and asks. ''... What is THAT?''

Before Vic can answer his question, he hears his question eccoed by one of his sisters friends, as their group walks out of what remains of the forest behind Edward.

Suddenly they all are fired on. Doing out of the way, noboy is seriously hurt appart from some minor superficial inurys. Struggeling back on his feet once more, Edward hears a man shout. ''Stop! That's my son.''

Seeing a kind looking red haired man and a man all in black with mustache and bowler lead others as they appoach.

Looking at his sister and her friends the red haired man asks. ''Ron, Harry, Hermione are you alright?'!

Eying Edward suspiciously, the man with mustache and bowler asks them. ''Which of you conjured this?''

''You can't possibly...'' Starts the red haired man, before spotting Edward. ''... Edward Granger?''

Bofore Edward can even nod, the mustache guy shouts agressively. ''Do not lie! You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!''

''Crime?'' Edward hears a friend of his sister ask, as the two man leading their group get into an argument.

''Barty, they're just kids...'' Argues the red haired man, before looking at Edward. ''... Okay most of them.''

Currious himself what crime the bowler guy was taling about, Edward asks. ''What crime?'!

Answering his question, Hermione tells him. ''Edward it's his mark.''

''Yea, I get that... But why?'' Asks Edward, as he hears her sisters friend with the glasses murmer. ''Those people tonight, in the masks...

they're his too aren't they? they're his followers.''

Hearing the ponnaunciation of 'Him' the former Allfather is able to peace together some informations from his predecessor and make an accurate guess:

-The Dark Lord Voldemord-

Finding the name and title uninspired and bland, Edward hears the man called Barty. ''Follow me.''

Currious to see what kind of magical questioning techniques these backwards wizard would employ on him, Edward keeps his mouth shut, only to hear Hermiones friend with glasses say. ''There was a man. Before. There.''

''All of you, this way.'' Says bowler and mustache wearing Barty leading the group away.

On the way, Edward hears the red haired man ssk the boy. ''Harry, who?''

''I dunno. I didn't see his face.''

Unable to refrain himself from commenting, Edward states. ''Yea, well shit luck for you, but I did...''

''You did?'' Asks the boy simultaneously as the red haired man pulls Edwards sholder asking. ''Really? Are you sure?''

Nodding, Edward points his finger at the man in the lead called Barty saying. ''The man looked like a younger version of him.''

London, England, British Ministry of Magic, level two... three hours later...

Following that statement, their group was brought away separately for questioning. Now sitting on an aged woodem chair, in a dark interrogation room with only a disconnected light bulb hanging from the sealing, Edward curses his blubber mouth.

Before long, Mr. Redhead and another man much older with white beard and hair as well as a anky frame enter his room.

''Good day, Mr Granger...'' States Mr. Readhead only to be interrupted by Edward. ''I would like to be called Odin from now on, seeing that we are all 'friends' here...''

''Yea, well...'' Stammers Mr. Redhead in an attempt to wrestle the controll of the interview back from Edward only to be interrupted by the older man beside him.

''As you wish. Nice to meet you Mr. Odin...'' States the old man showing a kind smile at Edward now going once agaim by the name of Odin. Just as Odin trys to imterrupt him, the man continues his greeting. ''... My name is Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.''

''And I am Arthur Weasley, Auror of the Ministry of Magic.'' Chimes Mr Redhead now going by Weasly in.

''So. Now that we all are friend here...'' Odin says in an attempt to reclaim control over the conversation from the old guy, aka Mr Headmaster by drawing out his sentence. ''... So how can I help?''

''You might start with how you where able to cast Fiendlightning. I mean most auras aren't even capable to cast any fiend spell, so how are you a senior year able to?'' Asks Mr Weasly.

Smirking Odin tells them. ''Let's just say I have a talent for all kinds of spell...'' Noticing that neither man is getting angry from his answer he deduces that him casting Fiendlightning was not the question they needed answered. ''... But that is not the question you want to ask, do you?''

''That is correct...'' Says Dumbledore before explaining. ''... We would like to extract your a specific memory from you. The one about the man who cast the dark lords mark. Would you allow us to do that?''

In fear of having his reincarnation discofered, Odin asks. ''How does this memory extraction thing work?''

''Memories can be extracted from a person's mind and externally reviewed, in a Pensieve. These extracted memories appear as silver, hair-like wisps, and can be stored in bottles. The whole process is painlessly as long as the donor cooperates.'' Explains Mr Headmaster, while Odin is still dwelling on the first sentence of the explanation.

-The memories of me the Allfather are stored on my soul, while the memories of Edward Granger are stored in my mind. It should be save to have them extract a recently made memory from my mind.- Thinks Odin, before saying. ''I am all yours, but please contain your search to just the battle withe the Death Eaters and the aftermath.''

Draeing his wand, Dumbledore tells Odin before casting a spell on him. ''Thank you for your cooperation...''

Rubbing his trobbing temple, half an hour later, Odin exits the interrogation room together with Mr Dumbledore and Mr Weasly, free of any and all allegations Barty Crouch Senior had raised against him.

''We are sorry for all these inconveniences and thank your for helping us identify the Death Eater that cast the dark lords mark following the World Cup Final. The ministry will remember your cooperation.'' States Mr Weasly as they exit the risticted area of the ministy, while Odin is still dwelling upon what he saw when reliving his memory.

-I am way to weak! Except for the last spell my performance was unsatisfactory, even for the tricksters standards. God dammit! So many unguarded openings!-

''Edward!'' Odin suddenly hears his sister shout, as he is pulled out of his self-refection.