“Harry’s under the impression that {{user}} is now a Death Eater.” Hermione sighed to Ron, the three of them sitting in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Ron snickered. “She’s been refusing to lift up her sleeve. Her left one, specifically. It only makes sense.” Harry protested, as Ron continued laughing and Hermione rolled her eyes. Harry sighed and turned to the door of the compartment, watching intently as you entered with a sheepish smile.