So... first story! Yay! Sorry its so short, this is more of an intro. I just saw HP 7 pt 2, and inspiration struck was I saw the Scabior part on the bridge): Anyways... R&R!
Chapter 1
"Wait. Stop." A man with messy brown hair, and a cockney accent said. This man happened to be Scabior, my boss. Scabior stopped dead in his tracks, and took multiple short sniffs, smelling the air.
"What is it? There's nothin' there!" I replied. Our snatcher group, consisting of myself, Scabior, Fenrir Greyback, and a couple other idiots, was venturing through the forest, searching for mudbloods and runaways to snatch and turn over to the Ministry.
"Hush up, McMann. Never mind, anyways, I was just imaginin' things." Exasperated and pissed off, I shook my head, and started stomping back through the forest in my black flat-soled boots. I loved those boots. They were all black, went to my knees, and had lots of silver buckles and straps. My mum gave them to me 3 years ago, on my 17th birthday, before I ran away.
At this point, you might be a little confused. See, I, Sophia McMann, am a muggle born wizard. I know, I know. 'What? A mudblood hunting mudbloods? ARRGH?' Just don't tell the other snatchers, 'cause they don't know. At 17 years old, I ran away from my 2 bedroom apartment that I shared with my mum. Since the Dark Lord was rising, it was dangerous to be a muggle born, or to be associated with one. I got a new name, and new look, and starting hiding in the woods. Once Scabior's gang came across me, and saw how fast I could run, and how I could work a wand, they offered me a job as their newest snatcher.
To say that I've changed since I graduated from Hogwarts and immigrated to the world of danger would be an understatement. I went from a Ravenclaw with an attitude who licked to play tricks, to a dangerous killer living in the woods with a group of scruffy men. Yeah, I was different alright.
I had changed physically, as well. I used to have medium brown hair, that I wore long, tan skin, and grey eyes. But nowadays I wear my bleach blonde hair in a messy bun, with pale skin. Some people say that I also wear a little too much eyeliner. But that's not the point.
The point is, that Harry Potter and two other wizards had just stepped out of the trees, ready to fight.