When Gangsters Roam
Vikki's favourite past time was to take long walks around the castle alone, when the moon is out and the night is young. It was the perfect time for her to observe nature around her with bare senses and smell the fragrance of fresh air.
Being a second year at Hogwarts, Vikki was shy and wasn't very popular, sure she had friends here and there, but they weren't the kind of friends she wanted to share her personal thoughts with. Yeah, her friends would for sure stick up for her and have her back and all, but they weren't the type to sacrifice anything of their own for her, Vikki was. The students' at Hogwarts wasn't very friendly anymore, much unlike the times when Dumbledore was still headmaster and alive. Nobody was trust worthy, and everyone's motto was, all for one and one for themselves. It seemed that way for all of the students, all except for Vikki.
She stood on the edge of the lake and gazed at the looming castle. Shadows edged its old stones and imagined how it might've looked when it was still running purposefully. With Dumbledore dead and a new headmaster whose as smart as a donkey, Hogwarts was a mess; students ran freely whenever they liked around the school, under no rule at all, the professors had no right to rule over them due to the new Wizarding Law of Independence. The walls of the old castle were run down and graphitized on with no caretaker to clean it off with magic. The Ancient magic spells of Hogwarts had long ago worn off and now this castle was just like a modern age school in a castle that teaches magic.
Vikki recalled earlier in that day when she was being teased about her hair, it was shoulder length and straight; the colour of rich hazelnuts, everyone in her family had loved its luscious colour. Why did they have to make fun of it? Was it really that bad looking? Were my family members lying to me? So many questions whirred inside Vikki's mind, she was upset inside, but she didn't have the nerve to tell anybody because she was afraid of more rumours.
Trotting around the beautiful shining lake, she took in mind the peacefulness, not wanting to take it for granted. The full moon shone onto the glistening lake making the ripples sparkle as they danced in the rhythm of the silvery water. Sometimes when she comes here at the right time, she can gaze at the merpeople who swim just below the surface of the water; you can see the glint of their tails as they glide swiftly in the water. She could hear them sing, in elegant voices that sound like heaven on earth, and she was terribly jealous of them.
Her eyelids feeling suddenly heavy, she decided to go back inside for some shut eye for at least a few hours before class started, either that or she can skip Herbology, who needs it? Honestly, how can a couple of plants help you through life? She thought. Tiredly, she headed around the darkened school towards the side door in which she took to step outside.
But the minute before she opened the old oak door, she heard voices, faintly at first, but as she focused her attention to them, the voices were clearer and she could hear every word they were saying.
"How many people live here?" a deep male voice inquired.
"Not sure, about…uh…2000 or so?" said a hoarse voice.
"Excellent, we'll hold them all for ransom, the Fudge won't say no when there's 2000 lives at stake." He grunted.
"That Minister of Magic is a dumb ass, nothing is in our way now!" he man laughed in the shadows along with his scheming partner.
"We're the new Dark Lords!" they guffawed.
Ever since the permanent death of Voldemort, gangsters roam the streets of magical darkness, they live to curse innocent people and steal immense sums of wizard money. They were unstoppable because of the chaos in the Ministry, the minister was overloaded with documents to pore his mind over, the dementors at Azkaban were all destroyed due to the risks of danger, and Aurors already had their hands full up.
Dark Gansters were greatly feared due to their powerful dark magic passed down by the old Death Eaters, they were the new Voldemort, they were everywhere in the streets of muggle homes, casting spells to kill and rob, but they were never expected to come to a place like Hogwarts.
Vikki was stunned at what she heard and didn't know what to do, silently and carefully, she stepped back and went inside the castle.