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Sarah's POV
New blossoming Devil's Snare is all around me. Shops with broken window fronts and bashed in doors are lining the streets. Cobblestones that look like shards of broken glass litter the floor and pathways. A horrible hissing noise is filling the streets.
I walk down the street, rummaging through my bag. Without luck, I decide to make things easier by pulling out my wand.
"Accio bottle," I whisper.
A small, frosted glass bottle comes flying from the bag and into my hand. I uncap it quickly, and while holding my nose, I drink down the liquid.
The feeling of my insides turning and uncontrollable butterflies in my stomach came over me. My skin felt like it was on fire and bubbling. I could feel my limps and bones painfully stretching. It felt as though my body was pulling apart. My hoodie began to stretch uncomfortably across my body.
I hastily undid the zipper on my jacket, allowing for my sudden size change. I walked over to a piece of broken window and looked at my reflection.
My hair was now straggly and black then night, and my eyes dark and hollow. My shoulders were broader, yet my face was boney and my features pointed. My nose was larger and had a bump going down the middle, like it had been broken. My teeth were slightly yellowed and my canine teeth especially were very pointy; if I even brushed my tongue over them I could feel it being lightly scraped.
I searing pain was coming from my left forearm. I pulled up my sleeve to find thick, black ink in the form of the Dark Mark. I tried to touch it, thinking my cold hands could numb it, but all it did was burn more.
The Mark can tell it doesn't belong with my blood.
I walked with my head down, just in case someone recognized me and wanted to talk. As I didn't even know who I was since I got the hair from a Snatcher that chased me a while back, talking to anyone right now would be a mistake.
I turn another corner, looking at the unfamiliar reflection in the mirror. Then, something truly bad happens.
"Madame Ardens, how are you?" asks a rough voice. I shakily turn to my left.
Fenrir Greyback.
"Hello Fenrir," I reply, my voice now sounding throaty and hoarse. He bows his head down.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in Bulgaria with Bellatrix?" he questions me.
I drum my fingers nervously on my side. Then, I happen to tap the bottom of my wand.
I manage to wrap my fingers around the top of my wand.
"Well, Fenrir, Bellatrix and I had a small falling out," I say dissmissively.
"Really? She didn't mention anything in the letter she sent me," he says, narrowing his eyes.
"Imperio," I whisper.
His eyes become glazed over, like they have been open for a long time. He blinks at me for a few seconds, then a smile comes over his face.
"Okay, Madame Ardens," he smiles. "Anything else?"
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