-I don't own any of these characters this is just my fanfic.
I saw him brandishing a silver locket which held small pictures of a man and a woman smiling
"How did yours go?" I asked the man with a black cape and hood
"Murder, and yours?" Grunted the man
"Same," I say as my scar started to prickle. I felt I direct connection with this man, this man he was like a dementor but he was kind. I dramatically drop my books on the floor at the next subway stop so that I could sneak a look at his face. When I did though I felt a my scar get warm it didn't hurt it felt, nice. His face was kind and smiling unlike his gruff exterior.
"Excuse me sir but who are you?" I squeak. The man took a sigh and just sat in silence for a moment
"I'm a scared little boy who doesn't want anyone to go through what I did." Said the man staunchly. This man was not a muggle, he was something more. The train stopped and the man got off but before doing so he looked at me.
"I like you kid if you ever need anything use this." He whispered just before placing a small metal thing in my hand. Only seconds later he left and I was left with a little silver coin with a bat shape engraved in it.
