“Everyone knew that little Princess Elizabeth was a witch. Well, everyone who knew witches existed. She had exhibited signs of magic as early as 3. It had been clear that she could change the future of the world, altering its very foundations. With a fully trained witch on the throne of England, magic itself could come out of hiding. Innocent muggles could be saved. But how to get to her?
“Everyone knew that King James was anti- witchcraft, and the all important 11th birthday was fast approaching. Everyone knew that if Elizabeth was to be trained, the King would have to die. But how? No one knew.
“Then an opportunity came to light- a prestigious wizard named Guy Fawkes- your grandfather- had come forward with a plan. He had joined a muggle religion called the Catholics. These people were repressed by the government, who supported another group, the Protestants. He could easily manipulate the muggles to think that if they blew up the parliament and the King, then Elizabeth could be kidnapped, converted, and installed as a Catholic head of state, when in fact she would be spirited away to Hogwarts a little early, to be trained in witchcraft. It was perfect- even if they lost, there would be no serious harm to the wizarding world.
“So the Ministry gave the go- ahead- Granddad would help the muggles, who would unsuspectingly help him. Then he could claim to have lost Elizabeth in a ‘fight’ with a marauding band- really a team of aurors. Everything went smoothly- the muggles bought it hook, line, and sinker. Yet one man, one cursed man, wrote a letter to a Catholic noble who would be at the site of the explosion, in an attempt to save his life. Even with cumbersome, unnecessary equipment, everything had been fine, until the ungrateful muggle lord read the note out loud at a meeting prior to the big event.
“At the time, it was unknown even to us, so Granddad, who would have been known forever as the savior of Elizabeth, and through her, the wizarding world, was sent to the basement of the parliament as planned. He took with him only muggle contraptions- a lantern and a match. The stubborn man wouldn’t be budged- he wanted to do it the way of the people he had come to know and love. The rest we know only from muggle accounts.
“Granddad was found in the doorway of the cellar, with a dark lantern and a burning match. He was arrested for treason, tried and convicted the next day, and executed the day after that.
“After his failure, the Ministry was too afraid to send out another attempt, and the Catholics were subdued- many of them had been convicted as well. There was no opportunity, and no drive, to re-introduce witchcraft to muggles. Now, there’s no way- they hunt down each other; imagine what they’d do to us.”
“Granddad was a hero, wasn’t he, Father?”
“Yes, William, that he was.”