I made quick work of them. I always did. Even if the Aurors came before I had time to get out of this disgustingly happy house it didn't matter. I was invisible. And I didn't need any cloak to do it either. I had been trained since birth practically to do things like this. It was what I had always done; I felt no remorse for my actions.
I stood up and surveyed the damage that I had done. Silly humans, I thought to myself, as if depriving me of my wand would stop me from killing you. Did they think I was helpless? Was the fact that I was still a child what kept them from ever truly fighting back? Of course, that was why they sent me to do this job. Because no one would ever suspect that the fifteen-year-old girl was the one who couldn't be trusted. But I was the one who was not to be trusted.
These people had been particularly easy. They had grown to like me the idiots. Don't they know that you can't trust anyone? Even your own family? I never knew my family though, so I couldn't really if I had trusted them or not. I heard the clamor of the Aurors outside. I was mildly impressed; they usually have a far longer response time. Whatever, I'll deal with them in a minute. It will take them that long to bust down the door. As long as I'm still here I might as well have a bit of fun with them. They are so gullible it's hilarious and nothing is funnier than a bunch of Aurors getting all excited over the fact that they've discovered (unbeknownst to them) fake evidence. I have a very sick sense of humor.
Oh look, they broke down the door. Took them long enough. Let's see here; if I put the knife in his hand then I can make it look like a suicide. But that's boring. Homicide? Eh, did that last week. Maybe I can make it look like the Minister did it. That would be funny. Oh I know! I'll make it look like Umbridge did it. I've been waiting to get back at her ever since she put me on trial. As if I showed up. Ok pink over here, a kitten pin over here. Yeah, we're all good. Maybe this isn't the best way to prove our point.
Before you all go jumping to conclusions; I'm not a Death Eater. Those phony bastards could use a good dunk in a tank of acid. No, I'm part of a secret (no shit) revolutionary group. We don't really have a name. We go by a lot of different names. It's mainly because none of us can agree on one. Anyway, we were originally a sect of the Ministry but we broke off about ten years ago because we felt that the Ministry wasn't doing the best job. Now we work on our own; against the Ministry, against the Death Eaters. Our goal is simple: to stop all of this fighting and to show the magical world that it's not all about them; that there are bigger problems out there than how much magical blood you have in you. Like the fact that there is a group of teenagers and their handlers who are hell bent on killing any one of them who gets in our way.
Oh yeah, I totally forgot to tell you: I'm half vampire. Don't worry I won't eat you. Unless you're really getting on my nerves. So don't annoy me if you want to live to see tomorrow.
