[ December 2, 2023 // Hogsmeade // Undetermined Location]
Alexander's eyes iddly ran over the news paper titles.
DEATH EATERS RISING, MUGGLE KILLINGS, UPCOMING WAR?
The journalists' take on it all was just so pathetic in their futile attempt to strike a sensation, he thought briefly, while also noting what a lovely development that was. Now that the Aurors had to go chace after Death Eaters, they would fully forget about what happened to his father and aunt a while back. What him and Artemis did to them awhile back, actually, but no one knew that. It was better that way, really. Everyone hated the Carrows, even half the Death Eaters and no one particularly cared as to why they died.
Abruptly, his train of thought was interrupted by what appeared to be a shocked gasp coming from behind him. "Are you alright?", he asked, instantly slipping into the perfect gentleman decorum he faked to the tee.














