Disclaimer: Harry potter isn't mine, the plot, my clothes and my can of coke is though

Chapter One

Rain splattered and poured on the rooftop of the Spanish ministry of magic. Crowds of witches and wizards were gathered outside the stone covered building where four teenagers and three adults had been taken in for questioning, over an attack on a ministry building which led to the deaths of the Bulgarian minister, the French minister and Cornelius Fudge the British minister. The British people cared not for their now deceased minister, it was another loss that caused hate and anger to consume them all. The death of the Hogwarts headmaster, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. The oak doors opened and several Spanish aurors pushed their way through the mob and dragging all of the suspects with them to an awaiting van. Now the crowds could see the accused for themselves, and now the mob could see the murderers.

A group of red heads were pushed into the van quickly with a bushy haired girl behind them. A stern witch in purple robes followed gracefully behind them her eyes ridden with fear. The final person to leave the ministry was heavily guarded due to the nature of the mobs expected reaction to him. They saw a mass of black hair and a lightning scar on his forehead and all hell broke loose. They attacked. Bottles, coin, knives and various other objects were thrown at him unceremoniously until a gold galleon struck him at the back of his head and he fell unconscious into the arms of the surrounding aurors. He was then dragged and flung into the back of the van with the others, much to the delight of those watching, and when the van finally drove off towards the mountains it received tremendous applause for taking away the most hated people in the entire wizarding world.

A/N: right that's the first chapter of this story up, sorry if it's a bit short but I needed something to start everything off. So what do you think, I wanna know. J