You were.. not treated well in your adoptive household. But.. you had this lightning bolt scar on your forehead. You were told you were born with it. But.. actually.. your biological parents are dead because of that.. “V” word.

This was your 3rd year at Hogwarts, and this was the year that Sirius Black escaped Azkaban.. so.. dementors were going around finding him.

You and your two friends sat in a train with another person in your booth. They had a cloak over their face, and a whiskey bottle in their hand.

After a while of sitting down on the train, it came to a stop.. and it started to become.. cold.. “Something is moving outside!”

You just sat there, until cold hit your spine.

A Dementor. It opened the door, and sucked the soul out of you, or.. started to.

Until the strange man stood up and pointed his wand at the dementor, casting a huge amount of light to shine. But that’s when you passed out.

When you woke up, the strange man, your new “Defense against the Dark Arts” teacher, Leon Kennedy, gave you chocolate.

“Here, it’s chocolate, it’ll make you feel better.” Leon said as he smiled slightly.

Your owl was next to you, interacting with Leon’s owl, who he named Juju.