The 3 Unforgivable Curses

Date: 5/30/2019

The Orient Express! What a wonderful train, filled with the richest people in the world, myself included. Two others I already recognized when we first boarded. Greyson, from an Outward Bound course I took years ago, and Sophie Coppel, a girl from my school. More importantly, however, a beautiful woman in her late twenties, who I sensed had a purpose on this train. After introductions, she explained to all of us the the main cabin that the wife of Lucious Malfoy had stolen something priceless from her - A leatherbound notebook. She promised that she would pay handsomely for the return of the notebook. And right then, I became a mercenary. It started when I walked by Bellatrix Lestrange on a busy Paris street corner. I shouldn't have pulled out my wand, but I did it anyway, causing her to whip out hers in a defensive stance. I knew that she would call the other Death Eaters for backup. As they descended in dark clouds, the Aurors popped into existance behind me. An incredible battle then took place. I took on Bellatrix myself, and so for the first time in my life, I used the 3 Unforgivable Curses. "Crucio!" I yelled, causing a burst of blue sparks to sizzle down her body. "Imperio!" followed, as I pointed my wand at her head. A red dot appeared on her forehead, and she froze for a few seconds. The spell faded for some reason, and so, with a heavy heart I whispered, "Avada Kedavra." Green lightning shot from my wand, but it had absolutely no effect on her. Recovered, she started twirling her wand above her head, causing a green cloud of spinning energy to form into a fist. She snapped her hands down, smiling evily as the fist began its rapid descent. "Stupefy!" I cried desperately, and she slumped to the floor, her green fist fading into mist. I took a few deep breaths, and spotted Voldemort and Narcissa Malfoy carrying a dark chest between them, away from the battle. "Imperio," I stated, pouring all my concentration into the one word. Suddenly, a red dot appeared on Voldemort's forehead, and I understood wny it didn't work on Bellatrix. It only works when the victim is not battle-ready. Voldemort turned towards me slowly, awaiting my command. Narcissa noticed me, and bolted away. "Catch her!" I screamed, pointing at the woman's receding back. Voldemort ran over to the nearest pedestrian and pinned her. "No, not her," I sighed at him. "Catch Narcissa Malfoy!" Voldemort straightened and stopped Narcissa with a powerful spell. I walked over to her and opened the chest, and sure enough there were 2 leatherbound notebooks inside. I took them out, and said to Voldemort, "Thank you," accidentally releasing him from my spell. As he roared and pointed his wand at me, I disapparated back to the station. Walking up to the platform 9 and 3/4, where the Orient Express sat awaiting me, I explained to Davin that he should respect the other passengers, since they were much richer than him. He understood, and I patted the leatherbound notebooks under my arm as I strolled into the train, earning surprised looks from the other passengers. I handed the notebooks back to the beautiful lady, and whe thanked me many times over for returning them. The other passengers were more concerned with me being a wizard. Davin said, "I guess I'm pretty much a house servant compared to you guys." "Yep," they all responded, almost in unison. Suddenly, I felt as though the whole train was disapparating, and everything turned black. I woke up.