It was a dark night, lit only by the dim street lights on Pivet Drive. On the end of the street, by a house that held a field of beautiful roses, was an old man, with twinkly eyes and a beard that barely touched the ground, he seemed to be waiting for someone as he held an odd looking kind of grappling hook. As he pressed a button, the grappling hook shot out, a trail of black string behind it, and be ok one of the lights "crash" it kept doing this until there were no more lights and no one, not even cranky could've seen what was accuring under the residents very noses, slyly the old man turned around and looked at a nearby tree,
"Why hello, Professor Mcgonogal(sorry if I spelled it wrong)" and after he said those words a tall, very thin woman came out from behind the tree and greeted the old man,
"Headmaster, is it true?" "Aaah but I am afraid it is, everything is..."
Hello this story just came into my head so I decided to write it down so I wouldn't forget, I will make it longer later but right now I am on my phone so it is too frustrating, I guess everyone will have to wait until tomorrow, or maybe Friday, Saturday at the latest. Don't worry my thirsty readers,you guys are the first things I think of when I get home, expect a new chapter by Saturday! Review and eat cookies! P.S. If a lot of you guys review once, or twice I will definitely update October 10
