So yeah it's me and I decided to update 'cause i only got two reviews!
I just like to say.
Major issues for life and kitty of wonder i'm sad that you didn't review.
Chosen Three did. go pocket mouse!
and I love Sirius black reviewed too.
BUT YOU!!!
RADICAL PRINCESS HOW! DARE! YOU! NOT! REVIEW! I CAN APRECIATE IF Y'ALL DONT LIKE IT BUT NOT (SNIFF) REVIEWING (SOB) AT ALL.
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Juliet: Yeah but she don't like you.
TFM: NO ONE LIKES ME!
Juliet: I do.
TFM: You hate me.
Juliet: Oh yeah (chuckle) I forgot. hahahaha.
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ASSASIN
CHAPTER 1
REUNION AND A BODY
Harry Potter was sat on his couch thinking, he wasn't thinking about any subject in particular, he was just thinking. Despite leaving the muggle world behind him he still enjoyed watching his television whenever he had the time. At the present moment the show he was watching was Kung Fu. His wand lay next to him on a small table and his firebolt stood in its case against the wall. It hadn't been used in so long Harry wasn't even sure if it still worked. Despite all of the new broom models he still hadn't replaced it. His old owl Hedwig was sleeping in her cage. Just then a small owl darted through the window and began whizzing in circles. Without taking his eyes of the television Harry's hand darted up in the air and the tiny bird was safely in his grasp.
"Hello Hem." He said.
Harry took the letter that was tied to Hem's leg off and set him Down in Hedwigs cage where he immediately fell asleep. Harry opened the letter and read.
Dear HarryYou'd better get down to diagon alley, it's pretty important.
Ron
Harry was glad to have received this note; he hadn't seen Ron in almost three years. He pocketed his wand and was about to walk out of the door when he decided that now would be a perfect time to shake the dust off the firebolt. Next to the broom was his old invisibility cloak and he decided to take that as well. He couldn't risk being seen by any muggles.
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Harry was happy to be in the air again, he had almost forgotten what flying felt like. He had to resist the urge to do a somersault; he didn't want the cloak to fall off. In a matter of minutes he was hovering above the leaky cauldron. He landed and went inside. Once out of site of muggles in the cosy confines of the bar he pulled of the cloak. Even to a wizard, somebody popping out of thin air can sometimes come as a shock, several old witched screamed and somebody dropped their glass.
"Hiya Harry!" Came a voice.
Harry looked around and saw that the voice had come from Neville Longbottom.
"Hi Neville." Harry called back. "What are you doing here?"
"I got a job as bartender after Tom retired."
Harry nodded and made his way through the bar and came to the big wall. He whipped out his wand and without having to think he tapped the bricks. Three up, two across. The bricks parted and Harry stepped through. The gap closed behind him.
"'Bout time." Came a voice Harry new only too well.
"Hey Ron." He said grinning.
He looked and saw his old friend, his red hair glowing in the summer sun. He moved forward and embraced Ron like a brother.
"What took you?" Ron asked
"I flew."
"You could've just apparated."
Harry shrugged
"How're you doing?" He asked.
"Pretty good." Ron answered. "Except this."
Ron pointed over to a table with a cloth over it. Harry moved over and pulled off the cloth.
"Is that…?"
"Yup. Edward Blotts."
"Jesus. What happened?"
"We don't know. All we know is that somebody used the Avada Kedavra curse."
"I think that's pretty obvious, don't you?" Came another voice that Harry recognised.
"Hermoine?"
The woman who had spoken stepped into view, revealing herself to be Hermoine Granger.
"Hey Hermoine. I didn't know you were working this case." Ron said.
"Yep."
Just then Timothy Moody ran up to Harry.
"Hi Harry." He said. "You'd better see this."
The young man held the Daily Prophet up to Harry's face. Harry took it out of Timothy's hands and read.
POTTER DOES IT AGAIN
30 year old auror Harry Potter has once again saved the world from a terrible danger but more importantly gained acclaim from the entire wizarding world. When asked how he felt about the fame Potter said. "Well the fames what it's all about." Looks like Potter can't let anyone else have the spotlight for more than a minute.
Harry read the paragraph through several times.
"I didn't save the world, I just stopped a robbery in Gringots. And I never said that."
"Yeah but look at who wrote it." Said Ron.
The name read Rita Skeeter.
"Jesus, the womans still at it." Hermoine snapped. "You'd think that spell in the jar would have taught her a lesson."
Timothy began to move away.
"Hey Tim." Harry called. "Say high to Mad Eye for me."
The man nodded and ran off.
"Now back to this." Harry said. "do we have any evidence?"
"No." Ron replied.
"Any suspects?"
"No."
"Anything?"
"No."
"Well I'd say this was going pretty well."
"Who ever did this was a professional." Hermoine Interrupted.
"I can see that." Harry snapped. "Who would want Blotts dead?"
"How do you know it was planned?"
"How likely is it that you just run into a trained killer? Why don't we investigate Flourish?"
"I'll get one that." Ron said then he and apparated.
Harry and Hermoine searched the area but found nothing. Eventually they decided to call it a day. Harry gathered up his things and apperated home.
This chappie used to be longer but i decided to keep y'all guessing and wanting more.
Fandom: WE WANT LESS!!!
Juliet: Ha ha!
TFM: Screw you.
Juliet: You wish.
TFM: I certainly do.
Juliet: TF Dude (My nickname) I you don't put that away I'm gonna call the cops.
TFM: Ok I'm off to see if Annie's available.
Juliet: YOU KEEP YOUR GRIMY MITS OFF MY SISTER. (Who by some bizarre twist isn't me even though Juliet is. Funny old world innit.)
TFM: Too late.
Annie: Ah sweet relief.
R&R
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