(Everything except for OC's belong to J.K. Rowling)

A girl stood by the Gift shop of St. Mungo's, her soft blue eyes searching the newspapers before her. Every single one, from the Daily Prophet to the Quibbler, hosted the exact same cover.

Harry Potter: Undesirable No. 1.

Reward: 10,000 Galleons on his head.

Her eyes narrowed as she picked one up and flicked through it, scanning every word. After a while she threw it back and kicked a piece of dust on the hospital floor with her camel desert boots. "Unicorn turds!" She muttered in anger and the shop keeper looked up in disgust . "Sorry..." she said as she walked away leaving the shop keeper mumbling about "Such language!"

Alison was a healer in training at St. Mungos hospital. Just graduated from Hogwarts, luckily from what she'd heard about how the school was being run at the moment. Deatheaters as teachers, torture as detention...she was glad to be out. 'I'd probably be alright though...' She thought, 'Being in Slytherin and all...'

She walked towards the exit and her brown hair swished from its loose updo as the exit door opened into the cold winter night. Relief flooded Alison as she walked out, that was a difficult shift, three werewolf bites in just one night! She should have expected it though, I mean the Ministry have no hold on anything anymore, Dark magic was wreaking havoc all over Britain.

Her breath rose from her mouth as mist as she took a step outside and she held her small brown reindeer cardigan closer to her body, wishing she was wearing a ski suit instead of jeans and her woolly cardigan. Taking her wand out and getting ready to apparate she heard someone shout from behind her. "Hey! Alison!"

Alison turned around swiftly to be greeted by a fellow healer in training, Isabella who was slightly out of breath.

"Oh my God Alison!"

"What?" Alison replied slightly scared, her eyes wide.

"Ground Slughorn plant!"

"What?"

"Well we need some!" Isabella replied looking at Alison as if she was extremely stupid.

"My shift is over, I don't have any sorry.." Alison said shrugging.

"Well that doesn't matter! We need it! My patient is going to get seriously ill without it!" Isabella pleaded.

"For fucks sake Isabella! Why didn't you get someone to pick you up some earlier!" Alison placed a hand on her forehead in frustration. Isabella was always doing this, damn Ravenclaws.

"Well I didn't know then did I?" Isabella said sarcastically, hands on hips. "Listen please, please, pleeaseee! BecauseI can't, I've got work oh please!"

"Fine!" Alison sighed, "But listen, the supply shop is closed so I'm really going out of my way to do this, you owe me this big time..!"

"Oh thank you, thank you thank you thank you!" Isabella jumped and gave Alison a quick hug.

"Alright, I mean God! You're supposed to be a Ravenclaw..." Alison shook her off and Isabella rushed back in with a quick wave.

Alison shook her head with a grin and grabbed her wand tightly once again. Thinking of a different destination this time, she disapperated, leaving a cloud of dust behind her as she made her way to the forest of Dean.

(It's pretty short but will probo be longer next time when things get innnteresting ;) All comment welcome so please do!)