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A Talent For Death

Two For One Discount

Not making a sound she slid her black jeans jacket on and hikers. In complete darkness she opened the front door and slipped out. This time no mercy would be given. The disillusionment charm she cast was powerful enough she was nearly undetectable.

Several locations across the commonwealth have seen Deatheater attacks that would be the place to start. Lets start at St. James, London. CRACK

Hermione arrived on Chase Side next to a bakery. The dewy night air was thick, perhaps there'd be rain. Things seemed quiet in this business district. Walking south-east her ears were alert for any disturbance. After passing the Metropolitan Police Station she got just what she wanted. An Alley near a lounge two men were accosting a third. They had levitated him ten feet in the air and pinned him to the side of the building. He wasn't very old her own age maybe. Clearly terrified though not screaming. They probably used a silencing charm. Studying the situation for a moment. Stupefying the two men, she turned her wand to the lad with a swift Libracorpus. The young man screamed and ran. The two thugs on the other hand were still knocked out.

Damn, the young man must have gone to the police. Sirens sounded. She took their wands grabbed each by the leg and disapparated.

They hit the ground with a nasty thud. The sound of the ocean was nice. Waking one of them putting a silencing charm on the young Deatheater. He couldn't see her; instantly he went for his wand. 'No wand' you could see his panic, he scrambled over to his friend looking for a wand.

“Now that's interesting didn't even check to see if you friend was alive.” He jumped and rushed toward the disembodied voice. She flicked open the switchblade, “come on that's right, almost there.” The Deatheater impaled himself on her blade. She gave it a sharp twist. “I wonder if anyone will care you're dead or not.” Falling on his face the man went limp quickly. The other man woke. He wondered around dazedly for a moment. Stepping up behind him she locked his arms behind him in a standard hold. “Are you ready to try some extreme apparition? Ok. Since you asked nicely.” The man was screaming. She apparated them to a point over the rocky beach in mid air. The free-fall was a thrill. She let go half way to the bottom disapparated back up to the cliff. She was just in time to hear a meaty thump.

Her adrenal gland was working overtime. She'd have to try that again when someone wasn't screaming in her ear.