I'm flying on a griffon above London. I'm here on a collection mission. I've picked up the package, but now I'm checking out the area before I teleport home. I've never been to London. Suddenly a witch on a broom flies past me. My griffon rears back an roars. The witch laughs as he flies away. "Oh, it's on." I mutter. I fly the griffon after him. Suddenly I notice the presence of many other witches, wizards too, fighting. I spot a flying bike with two people in it, and two witches behind it. I fly after them, going for the witches. I hear the driver say something to the passenger as I approach. "Can't do that Harry! Madeye's orders." I catch up to one of the witches and have my griffon grab him off his broom. He drops him in the river below. The passenger of the bike, Harry (he has dark brown hair, glasses, and a strange scar on his forehead), pulls out a short wand and throws some sort of spell at the other witch. He, too, falls into the river. Harry nods at me and I nod back at him, veering away. I think it's time to head home, I think as I teleport us into Endromic air space.
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Scenarios
Short StoryHere's a peek into my head. This story will hold a bunch of random scenarios that would not fit into any of my regular stories, some Scenarios that I thought up out of the blue, or little Tidbits that I want to add to my overall story that I can't r...
