CH1
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Harry potter
A/N: this is now being beta-ed by Discordia-Erebus
Warning!!!!!!! This takes place after the fifth book!!!! Spoilers be ahead!!!!!!
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Blackwood was a tall man in his late 20's. He was wearing a pair of leather pants, a leather muscle-shirt that looked to be sleeveless, and a long black over cloak that looked to be made of expensive satin. He had shoulder length black hair streaked through with silver, a sure sign of stress, and a large black dragon tattoo that filled the entire right side of his face. This imposing man was currently walking through Diagon Alley.
Blackwood walked down the street with such confidence, that the people in the Alley that noticed him, stared long enough to see he had his hand on his wand holster and decided not to get in his way. The every day hustle and bustle of the alley paused as he passed, and then continued behind him as he walked by the shops and people. Blackwood was on his way to the local pub for a drink. When he walked into The Leaky Cauldron, the shop went quiet. The bartender, who was drying a glass with a towel quickly, came over to the end of the bar where Blackwood sat.
"The usual, Mr. Blackwood sir?" Blackwood merely nodded as he placed a coin on the counter. With in 30 seconds the bar tender sat a large mug of sizzling, bubbling brown liquid. Blackwood placed a finger on the top of the liquid before picking it up and drinking it.
The room begun to murmur, He could hear bits and pieces of the people's conversations, and every day it was the same. "People say he's a death eater...Not just a death eater, but You-Know-who's right hand...He's killed hundreds of people...Why doesn't any one do something?....No one can catch him...Well we can take him..."
At that point Blackwood had a smirk on his face before he glared at the gossiping people. They quickly looked down at there drinks and the room was silent once again. After Blackwood finished his drink he threw a few more coins on the counter and left the pub.
A few yards out of the pub, an older looking man dressed in a blue robe stood about twenty feet in front of Blackwood, with his wand raised.
Immediately the middle of the street was cleared as bystanders raced into buildings to look out windows or stood as close to the walls as possible, clutching small children. The noise level was usually loud in the alley, but seemed to diminish once the well- known and respected man in blue spoke. "Blackwood!" The man was an owner of a few of the buildings on Diagon alley; he had a wife and three little ones.
"I have no quarrel with you Stykes!" Blackwood shouted. "Go back to your wife and children!"
Stykes flinched slightly, but didn't budge. "There is no place for you here, Blackwood!" Blackwood only smiled, "We don't want you to bring You- Know-Who to our peaceful homes."
Blackwood stepped forward; they were now about ten feet apart. "Don't worry Stykes! Voldemort isn't coming to your precious Alley any time soon!"
Everyone in the Alley including Stykes shuddered at the sound of the forbidden name. Stykes was so outraged by this time he lifted his wand and brought it swinging down as he attempted to chant something. But Blackwood was too fast. There was a blinding light and when it faded Stykes was lying on the ground not moving, Blackwood walked away with a small grin on his face, slowly down the alley. There were people screaming every where, dozens of people were by Stykes' side and the rest were running away from Blackwood.
Blackwood got about two blocks down the alley, and by that time, the entire alley was deserted. Then Wizards and Witches stepped out from behind buildings and apparated around him with loud cracks, with their wands raised. Blackwood, stood still with his wand lowered to his side still wore that small grin on his face. In front of him stood The Minister of Magic, Perez the Chief Auror, Arthur Weasly, and Lupin. Blackwood recognized most of the people that stood encircling him about three yards away; Mad-eye Moody, Steven Diggory, Jonathan Jordan, and many other top powerful Wizards and Witches.
There were fifteen of them, all with their wands pointed at Blackwood. The Minister spoke "Blackwood come quietly and no one will get hurt!"
Blackwood grinned before replying, "I have no quarrel with any of you."
"You attacked Stykes!" Arthur Weasly shouted out.
"He attacked first, I was merely faster!"
"Wizard duels are illegal!" The minister stated.
"A duel?! Ha! If it was a duel he would be dead! No, I did him a favor, a little taste of what he gets for putting his nose into other peoples business." Blackwood stepped forward about a yard.
"Stop right there Blackwood!" Perez shouted
"I have no quarrel with any of you." Blackwood hissed as he continued to walk forward.
"You do now!" The Minister of Magic shouted as sparks flew out of fourteen wands. They all hit Blackwood simultaneously. This was followed by a bright light, and a sizzling sound.
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Harry potter
A/N: this is now being beta-ed by Discordia-Erebus
Warning!!!!!!! This takes place after the fifth book!!!! Spoilers be ahead!!!!!!
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Blackwood was a tall man in his late 20's. He was wearing a pair of leather pants, a leather muscle-shirt that looked to be sleeveless, and a long black over cloak that looked to be made of expensive satin. He had shoulder length black hair streaked through with silver, a sure sign of stress, and a large black dragon tattoo that filled the entire right side of his face. This imposing man was currently walking through Diagon Alley.
Blackwood walked down the street with such confidence, that the people in the Alley that noticed him, stared long enough to see he had his hand on his wand holster and decided not to get in his way. The every day hustle and bustle of the alley paused as he passed, and then continued behind him as he walked by the shops and people. Blackwood was on his way to the local pub for a drink. When he walked into The Leaky Cauldron, the shop went quiet. The bartender, who was drying a glass with a towel quickly, came over to the end of the bar where Blackwood sat.
"The usual, Mr. Blackwood sir?" Blackwood merely nodded as he placed a coin on the counter. With in 30 seconds the bar tender sat a large mug of sizzling, bubbling brown liquid. Blackwood placed a finger on the top of the liquid before picking it up and drinking it.
The room begun to murmur, He could hear bits and pieces of the people's conversations, and every day it was the same. "People say he's a death eater...Not just a death eater, but You-Know-who's right hand...He's killed hundreds of people...Why doesn't any one do something?....No one can catch him...Well we can take him..."
At that point Blackwood had a smirk on his face before he glared at the gossiping people. They quickly looked down at there drinks and the room was silent once again. After Blackwood finished his drink he threw a few more coins on the counter and left the pub.
A few yards out of the pub, an older looking man dressed in a blue robe stood about twenty feet in front of Blackwood, with his wand raised.
Immediately the middle of the street was cleared as bystanders raced into buildings to look out windows or stood as close to the walls as possible, clutching small children. The noise level was usually loud in the alley, but seemed to diminish once the well- known and respected man in blue spoke. "Blackwood!" The man was an owner of a few of the buildings on Diagon alley; he had a wife and three little ones.
"I have no quarrel with you Stykes!" Blackwood shouted. "Go back to your wife and children!"
Stykes flinched slightly, but didn't budge. "There is no place for you here, Blackwood!" Blackwood only smiled, "We don't want you to bring You- Know-Who to our peaceful homes."
Blackwood stepped forward; they were now about ten feet apart. "Don't worry Stykes! Voldemort isn't coming to your precious Alley any time soon!"
Everyone in the Alley including Stykes shuddered at the sound of the forbidden name. Stykes was so outraged by this time he lifted his wand and brought it swinging down as he attempted to chant something. But Blackwood was too fast. There was a blinding light and when it faded Stykes was lying on the ground not moving, Blackwood walked away with a small grin on his face, slowly down the alley. There were people screaming every where, dozens of people were by Stykes' side and the rest were running away from Blackwood.
Blackwood got about two blocks down the alley, and by that time, the entire alley was deserted. Then Wizards and Witches stepped out from behind buildings and apparated around him with loud cracks, with their wands raised. Blackwood, stood still with his wand lowered to his side still wore that small grin on his face. In front of him stood The Minister of Magic, Perez the Chief Auror, Arthur Weasly, and Lupin. Blackwood recognized most of the people that stood encircling him about three yards away; Mad-eye Moody, Steven Diggory, Jonathan Jordan, and many other top powerful Wizards and Witches.
There were fifteen of them, all with their wands pointed at Blackwood. The Minister spoke "Blackwood come quietly and no one will get hurt!"
Blackwood grinned before replying, "I have no quarrel with any of you."
"You attacked Stykes!" Arthur Weasly shouted out.
"He attacked first, I was merely faster!"
"Wizard duels are illegal!" The minister stated.
"A duel?! Ha! If it was a duel he would be dead! No, I did him a favor, a little taste of what he gets for putting his nose into other peoples business." Blackwood stepped forward about a yard.
"Stop right there Blackwood!" Perez shouted
"I have no quarrel with any of you." Blackwood hissed as he continued to walk forward.
"You do now!" The Minister of Magic shouted as sparks flew out of fourteen wands. They all hit Blackwood simultaneously. This was followed by a bright light, and a sizzling sound.
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