Task: In your story, include all four seasons on four different parts.
Word Count: 491
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Spring
Ron started his career in the spring.
He had just gotten done with school, wandering down an alley, avoiding home, when some gun shots sounded.
He had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He remembered being grabbed and pushed into a car, panicking as he was taken somewhere.
Then making a deal with the killer to allow him to live. He remembered being taken to a forest, the sound of birds was almost deafening, there were animals running with every step he and the killer took to get to the cabin.
It was warm out, rain falling lightly through the trees. He walked into the cabin as a teenager afraid for his life, and walked out as a man ready to kill, for a price.
Summer
It was summer time when Harry decided to kill his cousin. The sun was blazing and unforgiving, the heat in the air almost choking him. His cousin wouldn't stop complaining. It annoyed him. No shit it was hot, what with it being the middle of July.
It was easy actually. Just lured his cousin into the shade of the forest, adding the incentive of ice-cream kept him from telling his parents where they were going.
Rope was easy enough to procure. It wrapped easily around his cousin's neck.
It was days before thy found the body. Another couple days before a man stopped by asking for Harry. He was Harry's in. Taught him everything he needed to know. They still haven't 'officially' found Dudley's killer.
Fall
She had been programming something when her teacher entered the classroom.
All she remembers after that was looking up at the tall windows, her back lying roughly on the floor of the classroom. The leaves were changing colors, birds chirping lazily in the trees. The sky was dark and she knew it would rain soon.
She came to school the next day like she would any other day. The day before a distant memory by then.
The next week she killed the teacher. Made it look like suicide. A few days after that she got a call. A woman she had never met. She told Hermione of ways she could use her skills and get paid. It made Hermione happy that she wasn't alone.
Winter
It was between jobs. The three assassins lay hazardously on the couch, their clothes were, somewhere.
"So, did you have anything planned for Christmas?" Hermione asked lazily, stretching a bit before curling closer to the warm body holding her.
"Mum wants us all to be at hers." Ron mumbled. Harry shrugged.
"Not really." They all continue to watch the fire flicker in Harry's massive fireplace.
"Have you ever burned someone alive in that thing?" Hermione asked, prompting both Harry and Ron to chuckle.
"I have. Why? Did you want to try?" Both Ron and Hermione grinned.
"Yes please." Ron stated before slumping more into his lovers' embraces. This was perfect.
It's more of a Serial Killer/Assassin mix. Because all three of them enjoy killing as a pastime as well as get paid to kill.
I hope you liked it.
Mars