Half-Blood ( A Harry Potter Fanfiction)[Book 2][Elizabeth Anne Riddle: Series]

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This is a sequel to Elizabeth Anne Riddle!!!

    I stood at the top the stairs, staring down at the muggle man I had ran into on the subway. He was staring at me perversely. I hissed and he shook his head. Before he turned I lifted my wand and killed him before I could process what I was doing.
     He fell and I smirked, turning away from the station and onto the road. London was cold even though it was almost July. The sky was gray as I walked down the side walk, staring into muggle store fronts. I finally found the bridge father had been talking about. I stared up at it as panic ensued. I smiled and leaned against the wall. Black smoke furled around the bridge. Suspensions snapped and muggles screamed. The sounds of there fright made me smile. The bridge slowly fell into the water. Many muggles who were still on the bridge started swimming to the edge others were stuck or impaled. I heard a muggle siren. My smile disappeared along with myself.
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     I leaned back in the chair and watched Scrimgeour pace around his office.
     "Your saying you want a job but you have zero experience?" Scrimgeour turned to me, his eyebrows knitted together. 
       "Precisely. But just ask Dolohov. I have more brains than you and Fudge combined. I can produce a full fledged patronus and many other things an 18 year old can't do," I smiled coldly at him. He flipped through fake information of my OWLs and NEWTs. Dolohov pushed open the door then and sat.
     "Yes?" He said before Scrimgeour could finish reading.
      "Ms. Riddle here is using you as her reference to get a position here," Scrimgeour flicked his wand at me. "Show me your patronus." I stood, said the spell loudly in my head. The snake rippled out of my want and landed in front of me. The snake was the same size as my fathers snake, Nagini. I lost my train of thought then and let the creature dissolve into the air around us. The Prime Minister nodded slowly.
    "We can start you out down stairs in the Atrium. Selling papers etcetera. Also taking people's wands for trails," Scrimgeour gave me a smile, "Welcome aboard. I look for growth in your career here." Dolohov and I stood and left the office.
    "Now you just need to impress the snot out of them to make it up to the top," Dolohov was staring ahead of us as we walked. The golden grate slid away and we got into one of those elevator thingys.
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