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Disclaimer!

I don't own Harry Potter (J.K. Rowling does), if I did the entire series would propably be used as a replacement for a toilet paper.

I own any OC though.

English is my second language and this will be my first horrible attempt fanfic, please tell my how it turns out.

Seriously?

Today is Friday, usually I wake up pretty late because I have the day off. But my phone rings and pulls me out of my sleep.

I look at my phone. It's just 1 PM, and today is May 8, 2024.

The ringing fills the room. Who's calling me at this time? It's my boss, as I see from the notification. Reluctantly, I decide to answer the call.

Boss: "Hello, can you work today?"

Me: "But I have the day off."

Boss: "Alex, someone is sick."

Me: "Who got sick?"

Boss: "Lea, you know her. She's often sick. Can you cover for her? There's also compensation: 200€ today."

Me: "Okay, I'll come. Be there soon."

Boss: "Thanks for your understanding."

After the conversation, I got ready right away. As I stepped out of my apartment and was about to go to my car, my eyes fell on a man who was suspiciously close to my car. His hurried behavior alerted me.

"Hey, what are you doing there?" I called out, my voice trembling with excitement. "That's my car!"

The man slowly turned to face me. His face was hidden by the hood of his sweater, but his eyes gleamed dangerously. In his hand, a pistol gleamed, menacingly aimed at me.

My heart raced as I tried to stay calm. But before I could even gather another thought, a pain shot through my chest. A shot had hit my heart, and I felt the warm blood flowing from my wound.

My senses slowly faded, the world blurred before my eyes. Thoughts of my life, of my loved ones, raced through my mind. Was this my end? Did I deserve to die like this? In a last moment of clarity, I pleaded that if there was a God, he might mercifully accept me.

Then darkness enveloped me, and everything fell silent.