merlin, could you not have one normal day in your life? since when did dementors come strolling in muggle neighborhoods?

you were screwed. completely and utterly screwed. not only did you use magic outside of school, but infront of one of your muggle relatives as well. you just knew that petunia and vernon won’t be the only ones yelling at you once you get back to the house.

just as you were about to turn into the walkway that led to the front door you heard a voice call out from behind you. a voice that you could only distinctly remember coming from the teenage version of voldemort, although it was a bit more mature than the previous version.

“and here i thought i was the cause of most of your problems,” as you turned to look at him, you could see him wearing a smirk.