Prologue
On one of the bricks near the iron gates that lead into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there is a drawing etched into the stone. Many professors have tried to remove it using various magical and mundane methods, but even after all of these years, it's still there. Nobody knows who created it, but generation after generation will see it as they go in and out of those gates on their way to Care of Magical Creatures or as they return from a weekend trip to the village.
There is a sketch of our powder blue flying car, and beside it are the words "May The Flying Car Brigade Live On Forever." Below it is a list of our code names: Blurry, Spooky, Benzedrine, Sandman, Horseshoe, and Donnie.
That tiny piece of graffiti is the only trace of our existence, despite the fact that Hogwarts as we know it would not exist without us.
I am Dr. Benzedrine, and this is the story of the Flying Car Brigade.
A/N: Here it is (finally!). The first real chapter should be up today or maybe tomorrow. Enjoy! :)
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