Tom’s eyes fixated on the bank in front of him. His men were scattered down the streets watching and waiting. He was a very powerful wizard, but even a wizard needs money to fund his activities. And this was the perfect way to rob a Muggle bank. They would not be doing this with their wand because Tom did not want to give himself away just yet. No, they do this like if they were actual Muggle gangsters.

When the time was perfect Tom moved in fallows by a few others. Their guns hidden as they enter the bank. He glanced around then looked to his guys and gave a slight nod. With that him and few others drew their guns and pointed it at the tellers and a few other people inside. A few people screamed and cried but soon shut up.

“If you want to make it out of here alive I would suggest you all stay quiet.” Tom says in a smooth and calm voice that held everyone attention. He nods to his guys who go behind the counters and start taking everything they can find. Tom starts to move about gun in hand and a calm look over his face when he spots you standing there. He takes a moment to look you over and he sees how calm you are, not like the other women. He smirks and walks up to you as you hold your chin up. The moment he gets close it’s like he can sense some raw power from you and Tom’s eyes flash knowing like him you have power. You’re a witch and a powerful one at that, the realization causing his lips to pull into a sly grin.

“So whats a pretty damn like yourself doing here all alone?” He says stepping closer to and using the tip of the gun to move a piece of hair out of your face. You stay still feeling your heart race a bit but keep yourself composted.

“I was withdrawing money.” You say and Tom smirks then steps closer to you his free hand wrapping around your waist.

“You don’t belong here you’re not a muggle.” He whispers causing a shiver to run down your spine. He pulls back to look at your face again.

“Your leaving with me and my men.” He says as he steps back his eyes still locked on you.