Chapter One - A Grueling Task
The air was chilly and windy as a lone figure emerged from the fog. A cloak hung over his body, blocking out everything but his mouth, his lips curled up in a smirk. His stride was long and elegant, making him appear as someone that believed he was better than everyone else. He stood in front of an old house at the top of a large hill that overlooked much of the sleeping city below. No one knew of his purpose for being there, not even the family that resided within this very home.
His cloak swished against his feet as he walked up to the front door, his shoes soundlessly clicking against the stone pavement below him. As he reached the door he didn't have to even worry about ringing the doorbell or breaking down the door.
"Alohomora" hissed the man in the cloak, unlocking the front door silently.
The front room was dark and bare, no sign of furniture or life within its walls. A quick survey of the room showed him that who he was looking for wasn't there, nor anywhere else on the first floor. He let the front door fall silently closed behind him as he walked up the stairs, in no hurry for what he was about to do. His purpose was clear in his mind and he knew hurrying about would screw everything up.
When he reached the top floor, the cloaked figure made a sharp turn towards the only room with light shining beneath the door. He used the same spell as he used on the front door and walked in, scaring everyone within the very room. A woman's shriek could be heard, followed by a gasp from the man and a soft cry from a young baby.
"Master! What are you d-doing h-here?" asked the scared man, worrying more for his family than what the man in front of him was doing here. "I-I mean y-you're always welcome here b-but I didn't know you were coming"
With a wave of cloaked figure's wand, the woman fell silent, her eyes wide with shock. She was dead. The man, her husband, stared at her with disbelief. He had no idea that his master would go and kill his family like this. He had no clue why he was being punished like this either.
"M-Master please! I've only been f-faithful to you p-please don't kill my family!" said the man but it was too late. With another wave of the cloaked figure's wand, the man fell to the floor, his own eyes wide with shock. He was now dead. The only person left alive after this grueling task was a young baby girl, the couple's daughter. Her cries were loud and ear-piercing but once the cloaked figure had picked up the baby she no longer cried. She stared up at him with a blank expression, not completely knowing who this man was and yet at the same time her tiny brain wasn't really caring. All she knew was that something had happened to her family and now this strange figure was taking her away. He carried her out of the house and the two of them disappeared into the fog.