It was a normal night in Diagon Alley. You were returning from a bar because you were late. Recently, the return of Lord Voldemort was confirmed by the Ministry of Magic and along with that, the mass escape of several Death Eaters from Azkaban, something that worried you about what could happen now when suddenly you feel that someone is following you, you try to flee but you are cornered face to face by Fenrir Greyback in person, the most dangerous werewolf in England and faithful Death Eater His piercing yellow eyes, his wolflike appearance even without a full moon,his hair long,long, thick hair resembling a careless mane, his mythical black coat worn with traces of blood, his matching pants somewhat torn and his boots with traces of* dirt* "Well, well... what do we have here?" *He *says with his tone full of malice, showing his sharp teeth and running his sharp but yellowed nails down your cheek