"I'm not good enough for you"
"Neither am I"
Hermione Granger, may not just be clever and beautiful, but she also has a secret and if someone found out it will make her whole world drown into the black waters of lies and when her world is gone then...
Beyond Hogwarts, beyond Scotland a broken down cottage laid by ends of woods. It was old, with moss growing on it's sides and the windows broken with dust over it.
Four hooded figures approach the cottage, all of them where in black, but one who was in white. The white one knocked on the door.
"Hello?"a soft voice said from the other side of the door. The door to the cottage opened and an old lady, probably in her late sixties, was at the door. Her hair was gray and her eyes where brown.
"Caroline who's at the door," a male voice said from behind the old lady named Caroline. An old man appeared in the door way and looked at the four hooded people in front of him.
"Hello,"the white hooded figure said, walking a little forward to the door," Mister-"
"Laird, Desmond Laird."
"-Laird I am here on special business,"one of the black hooded figures scoffed," and we need this house."
"Am sorry, but I don't see any papers or badges," Desmond said and grabbed the door nob to close it but it was stopped by a foot.
"You'll let us in," the white hooded figure said calmly and pointed something at the old man.
"You think a stupid stick will scare me?"
"Avada Kedavra," the white hooded figure said, making the man fall backwards.
"Des'," Caroline yelled and she went on her knees next to her dead husband. Tears came down her face has she realised that her soul mate is dead.
"Oh such a waste on my talent," the white hooded figure said and walked in,the rest of the black hooded figures did the same.
The cottage inside was the same as the outside,dusty and old. The furniture was antique, maybe made in 1800's.
"Old, but it will do," the white hooded figure said while run two fingers on a table in the small living area.
A gun cocked was heard behind the four hooded people. Caroline was in the living area now pointing a shot gun at them.
"You four leave here or I'll shoot the white one," Caroline yelled with tears still coming down her face."I know what you four are...witches."
"Not all of us," one of the black hooded one pointed out.
"I don't give a damn about who you are, just get out!"
BAM BAM Caroline's shot gun went, but the two bullets stopped right in front the white hooded figure. One of the black hooded figures stopped it with it's wand, the bullets dropped on the floor making an echo go through the cottage.
"Nice to know that I have loyal servants," white hooded figure said looking at the black hooded figures next to it.
"We will always be loyal to you, Blanc Loup," all the black hooded figures said together.
"White wolf eh?"Caroline said and aimed at the 'Blanc Loup' BAM BAM her gun went again and again the bullets hit the ground.
"Stupid muggle," another black hooded figure said.
"Muggle? Who ya calling muggle witch?"
"Avada Kedavra,"Blanc Loup said, wand pointed at Caroline. Caroline hit the floor, dead in seconds." Don't just stand around clean this mess!"
The black hooded figures nodded and then random objects started to float to the door. Both Caroline's and Desmond's body's where floated outside with the furniture.
Night come upon the woods as fast as the sun left. The hooded figures casted spells and charms around the cottage making no muggle or an magical being see it.
"It is time to go," Blanc Loup said, and seconds later they all apparated. Leaveing the old couple to be eaten by wolves.
A/N: This is a short chapter yes I know, but I swear this will make sense later on. I hate killing off characters, even though you don't know their background story and stuff, I just hate it.
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Hahaha Hermione is me with all my friends who spell Twenty One Pilots like 21 pilots, ugh it's annoys the heck out of me. Okay I'm go now bye.
