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here -The poor muggle never saw it coming. His dead body leaning up against the bench, almost as if he was never dead. No traces of murder on the body or around the scene, just a dead man, all alone, at a lonely bus stop on the dark, night streets of London.
Rats scurried by his feet and the street lights barely lit the damp air. The smell of fresh rain (just ended) filled the street. The midnight bus was due any second to pick up and drop off it's last for the night. Neon signs flickered on and off and steam rose from teh subway grates, the smelly rats fleed from sight when the midnight bus came to it's last stop.
The wheels came to a light screaching hault, and as the bus doors opened a select few people left the bus and went on their way. After all had left the bus stop, the driver sat impatiently waiting for the man to board. Finally having enough and after calling out a few times, the driver went to close the door when the man on the bench slid down towards the ground.
"Whoa! Hey there mate, you alight?" The bust driver dove from behind the wheel to the man slouched on the pavement. He helped im up and when he realized no respince was coming he nearly yelped when he backed away, letting the dead body fall.
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The primeminister pacved his office, still very unnerved by the...
'man' sitting before him. He had never gotten use to this whole idea of another world and magic, but was forced into it with little time to think. "Last I heard about anything from you, we were done with this funny business! What is it now..." He almost hated to ask but it needed to be delt with. "You say that the mysterious killings of late, the new one at the station the bus driver found, it has to do with your world?"
He almost dreaded the possibilities.
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Stella sat nervously at her house table, searching the room for her friends. She had a selection of friends the previous four years of attending hogwarts but none as close as her two best friends. All others just seemed to be there, or fade away. She picked at her evening meal look up now and then wondering where they were. She knew she'd find them later eventually, but she wanted to find them now.