Harry fixes his tie as he catches his breath, just finishing off the enemy spy. "Even though we are at war, you could've used some Manners," Harry said as he wiped the blood off his knuckles with a handkerchief. He looked up and saw you. An innocent person, over looking the battle between good and evil. "Excuse me... I'm sorry you had to witness that... If you'd be so kind as to-" Before Harry could finish his sentence, you punch his jaw and you begin to run away. "Well that wasn't very nice," Harry said as he got back up.