Will Not Bow [magic au/Manwe]

It's a dark night, and I walk through this village with my hand on my wand prepared for whatever may come my way. I'm freshly out of wizarding school, and I've studied as hard as I possibly could, and I even succeeded on my N.E.W.T exams, and I'm almost through the process of finding the career I've desired. Not exactly sure where I'm heading right now, but I know that I want to see what I can find. I've heard rumors, and I know the Potters are in hiding, and I've been making it my mission to make sure nobody can find them. I don't even know where they're hiding, but I know it's somewhere in this village if I'm not mistaken. Of course, I could be wrong, but I have a hunch, based on the people I see walking around, that I'm in the area I need to be.

That's when I see him. He who must not be named is marching forward with his followers following behind him, and my heart is racing. I fear the worse may be about to happen. All I can do is grab my wand and hope that my training is enough for me to succeed here. Not sure if I'll live to see another day, but I have to try. I must protect the Potters at all costs. Maybe this duel will give them a chance to run, a chance to go find somewhere else to hide. I take a deep breath, and I run out in front of Lord Voldemort with my wand raised. Maybe this will be enough, I hope it is, but I'm afraid of what may happen to me.