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Invisible Deception by Erratic Amethyst

Chapter 1: Interviews

"A good lie is the difference between life and death." –R.A.B.

James Potter shuffled into the Ministry of Magic, Aurors Department, early morning on Friday. He was scheduled, yet again, to interview people who survived the attack on the muggle train: United Express. Two days before, Death Eaters stopped the train and killed 33 muggles and 2 witches by exploding half of the compartments with a new spell their Dark Lord, Voldemort, taught them. Sirius Black, who also was working on the case, met him up in the hall.

Sirius scoffed, "We have a long sweet meeting with muggles, yet again, dear James. Should I go and get some Champagne to keep us company? Or a whipped cream strawberry?"

James sniggered, "I wish." He opened up a file, "ok, for today we've got a muggle: Alex Bronson, up first. Then another muggle: Melanie Collins. Another muggle: Richard Dean, The First, and oh look, A witch... muggleborn of coarse: Lorie Elldir."

"Nice," Sirius grinned. "This is the most excitement we've had all week. We get an actual witch…now I don't have to show off my 'magic card tricks' to all the pretty lasses."

James laughed, "Not that you still won't."

They both walked into a little room with desk and an old secretary.

"Good Morning Mr. Potter, Mr. Black," the woman droned.

"Kim," they greeted in unison.

"The witness is waiting in your office, Mr. Black," she said.

"Jolly good," Sirius announced.

James followed his friend into the office and closed the door.

A burley blonde man was seated in a chair against the wall, face emotionless.

James and Sirius glanced nervously towards each other, and then went to greet the stranger.

The muggle stood and shook their hands, "I'm here to testify what happened on the United Express." He said in a bold British accent.

"Yes, now are you…Alex Bronson?" James inquired, stealing a peek at his clipboard.

The muggle nodded.

"Please have a seat," Sirius gestured and sat on the desk. "Can I get you something…a water? A tea? A whiskey?" he drooled on boringly. This was going to be a long day.

Alex shook his head feverishly, "if you don't mind, I've got work in a few hours. So... if we could make this visit as quick as possible?"

"Of Coarse," James took out a paper and muggle pen. Sadly, he'd have to write everything down himself, instead of having a magical quill do all the work. "Now, if you'd just like to explain, exactly, what happened on the…er" he glanced, again, at his folder, "United Express when it was attacked."

Alex nodded, "Well, I was on the train because I was going to visit a friend in Sweden. The train started out fine, but when we got around some farmland, it suddenly stopped. I thought we crashed, but we were still on the rail tracks. I left the caboose I was in and started heading for the front. I heard screaming in one compartment, and when I went in…there were 2 guys dressed up in a mask and black cape. They were both holding pointed sticks and…and one guy," he gulped. "Pointed a stick at a lady and she fell on the floor screaming…Everyone jumped out of their seats and tried to run out. I jumped off the train and then it blew up…Outside, something hit my head and I feinted..." he shrugged. James looked down to his untidy notes: 'Alex Bronson/muggle, train stops, lady under Cruciatus, muggle runs, train blows, muggle feints…'

"Ok," James stood. "Is that all?"

The man nodded.

"Ok…We're done then…" Sirius opened the door. "Kim!" he called to the secretary. "This one needs his memory…ah…transfixed."

The old woman nodded, "Well Mr. Bronson…sign this paper and we'll give you some medicine to help you forget about the whole ordeal…You'll feel good as new." The muggle looked apprehensive, but walked over to her anyway.

James shut the door, "Just the same stuff as all the rest. We're getting no where with these interviews." With the information they received so far, the death eaters blew up the train, but the ministry didn't understand exactly why.

A plausible guess was that Voldemort wanted to arouse fear in both the muggle and wizarding worlds, but no one really had any concrete information to support their suggestions.

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