Broomsticks And Owls

A lone figure stands in a room lit only by the flickering of a fire, he is staring into it with a mingled look of pain and fury. His pointed face is enluminated by the soft firery glow, his eyes stare into the burning embers. He is contumplating his next move. The Ministry will stay silent for little longer, no longer shall they stand idle in there London building. Tomarrow our reexistance shall be known by all of the wizarding world. Our retrebution shall be swift and terrible, but who shall be first? The blood-traitor Weasly, the mudblood girl, or the one who has tormented so.
A second person enters the room, walking slowly towards her master. Seemingly unscared, she steps towards him. He slowly looks at her face. "Well Bella, tonight wasn't a complete waste." "No master, I have taken care of the Anigumus Black" "Good....good." He is silent once again. For what seems like hours they stand there, the man staring at the ebbing fire, the women staring at his face. Finally he speaks " I think we shall-" He is cut short, by the opening of the door Bellatrix closed, another figure walks forward and says "We shall have to rethink your plans in the future." Then the men face each other and the one who was facing the fire, whos blue eyes glitter and beard have come into sharp focus says "Tom, we need to rethink alot of things around here"

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I thought it is alright??

very good! maybe jk could use it to begin book 6

i liked it...very creative...you should keep writing!