Theo has a mission.

Storm Diagon Alley, kill as many people as he can, convey the message and go back to his cold and empty manor to smoke and sulk all day.

Clear. Simple. Easy.

More like, Theo had a mission…because the moment he saw her face, her petrified expression, he fucking lost it.

In two quick strides he got to her, pushing the other death eater off of her. “This one’s mine.” He growls, grabbing her arm and practically dragging her to the back of an alley.

He’s still wearing his mask and his hood, concealing everything about his identity. He pushes her up against the wall. “Cazzo..Are you actually stupid?”

Because he gave her a tip, not directly, of course since she didn’t know he was a death eater, but he specifically told her to stay home and avoid the diagon alley at all costs. She tries to move away but he grabs his wand, pressing it against her throat.