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It was three days since the sensational news broke out.

No statements were issued by those in authority, the morale at the Department of Law Enforcement was at an all time low.

The aurors especially, were too high-strung, there was too much grinding uncertainty just below the surface.

Everyone was snapping and staring helplessness and doubts in the most ludicrous ways.

The department had worked with him.

He had run drills and missions atleast once with each of them.

Black had always been harshly brilliant, just born like that.

One of the ones that mattered.

One who could accomplish without thought or effort what will be out of reach for pointless average people like themselves.

Just like Potter back then.

Just like Dumbledore right now.

Most of them were still alive because Black had saved them from death eaters wand, risking his own life without a care.

It didn't help matters that the Daily Prophet kept reporting his wartime achievements in truth and morals.

Mother of God and Merlin.

The department"s motto, 'fulfill your dream of fighting for justice' just turned out to be their worst nightmare.

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author's note

sorry sorry for not uploading. I couldn't leave it like that because I know the ending.