I spotted the target, Kingsley Shacklebott I raise my gun, a Barrett 98 Bravo (98B) sniper rifle, state of the art of gun, I was happy the S gave me one. Kingsley was at a Quidditch match the tornadoes against puddlemere, Puddlemere were up, 180 to 100. The game was intense but I kept my eye on the prize, Kingsley, He was sitting in box seats with his Auror bodyguard Kevin Smith. I was on one of the columns behind them, You could not see me thought, I was train to use wand-less magic, I never had the normal childhood, well I did till I was 10, that the day when I was taken.
I was taken at ten while I was playing in the small woods by my house with Hugo. When I was taken I was train to be an assassin, I am a damn good one, I never leave and evidence and they neat and clean, but I digress, Kingsley was going to leave early he had work tomorrow, he had work everyday, he was the minister of magic. This will be the only time I really have to kill him. As he was leaving, I raise it got a nice clean shot at him, he was smiling his team was winning, he was happy, not knowing that I plan to shoot him, I aimed, and fired.
"What the hell!' is what Kingsley said, and then I noticed I missed, I missed! I never missed I never let anyone get away, what the hell is happening to me? I Can not go back to command with not killing Kingsley, it ruin my cred, I was the youngest assassin ever to be a part of the assassin elite team, A.K.A A.E.T. and I still the youngest member ever, I am 15, and I started a year ago at age 14, a new record. I never came back to command with out a kill, Control will not be happy. I would have to explain on Why Kingsley was still alive.
Then I realized, I am not far for my home. My real home with my Dad, Mum and brothers, who love me or rather the old me. I could finally go home. It was a mile away from the stadium, I got everything put on my mundane clothing and started walking, as I was walking my invisibility charm went out and anyone could see me. I look like an average teenager, I was a good height, not to tall, not to short and long red hair and hazel eyes a perfect mix of my mother and father eyes. Then as I walked up the path my Mum was looking out the window and when she saw me, she looked like She saw a ghost, then she ran to the door and open it,
"Lily, Lily is that you?" Mum looked like she was going to cry
"Yes, mum." She came and hugged me, I kind of tense up, I haven't been hug since before I was taken, and quite honestly Assassins rarely hug.
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Author note, Hi1 this is first fanfiction and I hope you like, I am just starting out so your constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, but I will not appreciated just all out rude criticism. All character unless OCs are J.K. Rowling's not mine.
