I always wondered what it would be like to have anything but a normal life. Five years after the letter should have come, one arrives. My parents sit me down and tell me I'm a half blood. But not the kind that the wizarding world is used to...

Blowing up a bridge was totally their style. They had no problems blowing up anything... anything at all.

Rain was falling, the repeated thud resounded through the walls, the smell of burning paper... ONESHOT