A New Shade of Black [HP fan-fiction]

Chapter 1.

LONDON

So this is it, I thought grimly to myself. My reign of mischief is over. I could sense them about to arrive. Any second now some old and prude looking wizard with a balding head of hair will appear and escort me to my next stage of life...please let it be Azkaban. At least there I could have some company, even it is a Dementor.

However I was wrong, about the old wizard, because suddenly there was striking crack, and I found myself stood face to face with a rather very muggle looking man and a tall and slender woman with a look of deep concern washed over her face. I had seen her before, outside the Ministry of Magic, outside her home... even Mr Potter's home. She was Hermione Granger.

I began to sweat with nerves. It didn't help when Hermione advanced towards me with an outstretched hand as greeting. I slowly raised my arm and my clammy hand shook hers.

'You're Hermione Granger', I stated. I wanted to be the first to speak. To show them I wasn't some misinformed witch.

It startled the both of them.

'Yes, that is I. Well you know me so how about you return the favour and tell us who you are.' Hermione smiled sweetly at me. I knew she wanted to me to trust her. But I don't trust easy. Not after all what has happened to me in these last few weeks.

'I could... but why should I. What are you going to do for me? Or to me for that matter.' You government people are all the same. Whether you're from the world of magic or muggles.' At that I stole a glance to the other man. I knew him. He was Tony Blair, the Prime Minister of England. He's always in the papers.

Hermione's smile disappeared and was replaced by a disappointed frown.

'Please work with us here. I'm here to be your friend. Minister Blair has informed me of what he believes to be the 'magical doings' of yours and he has asked me to look into it and help out. If you don't co-operate, you will be forced to attend court for crimes under the Misuse of Magic in the Presence of Muggles Act 349. However, you don't seem to be showing up on the records back at the Ministry of Magic. So please help me out on this because I can only solve so much of this mystery myself.'

Misuse of magic? She must be joking. All I did was change the time on that massive clock in the city! And so what if the colours on the traffic lights changed to blue, pink and yellow. It's not like I killed someone. Well I didn't intend to anyway. And those missing paintings from the art museum, there is no way they could have known that was me; I took the shape of one the security guards. I was careful not to be seen... I think.

Everything I've done has been for attention, I won't lie about that. And now I have that attention, right? I wanted help and now I have it, so I guess the right thing would be to go with Hermione and let her help me. I can tell her everything. Tell her about how I'm a danger to the whole world. So bad that's the Death Eaters are after me. How they murdered my mother. How because of them I only have one relative left, and he doesn't even know I exists. But I guess if I go with Hermione, I'm sure she will introduce me to my relatives, the Potters.

Author's Note

I know this chapter was super short but I'm just getting into the hang of them! Please vote! x