You wander into The Three Broomsticks, a pub in Hogsmeade.You trot along the small alleyways between tables and spot a girl with long dark brown hair, who you have seen before, sitting alone. You make eye contact and she waves you over. You go to speak, but a gruff voice erupts from the girls mouth before you have a chance. "Montrosier, what took you so long?" asked the gruff voice. "What?" you respond shocked. The girl grabs your collar with a firm grip. Her breath smells like garlic and firewhiskey. "Montrose! Get your head together. He awaits." "Who awaits? Who are you?" The girl grabs your arm with a firm grip and pretends to drop something. She pulls you under the table. "Montrose! You know me! I am your partner, Witherslivk! Remeber, we needed to kill 2 girls/boys to be able to sneak in here! You took the Polyjuice of that girl/boy. We need to get under here, but its packed. Cause a diversion, Montrose!"
You stutter and stand up. "Stupefy!" You scream. Everybody ducks out of the way under their tables. The man, Witherslivk, raps his small knuckles on the table 7 times. He then mutters "Voldemort, my lord, my worship, my pride", and let's a drop of blood slide from his arm.