“I ain't no thief, I'm a-”

Mundungus was pissed. In his opinion, rightfully so. Who sends bloody house elves to get someone? Psychopaths, that's who. He was minding his own god damned business when he was god damned kidnapped? What the hell!? He was done with the war, he had been done since he “betrayed” the Order! Why was he suddenly being thrown back in? Bullshittttt.

Why did he suddenly cut himself off, you may ask? Well, because his brain may have shut off for a moment when a new person entered the room. Someone he could've sworn he knew. Yes, past tense, because this person was supposed to be dead.

What kind of fever dream is this? Why were you here? How were you here? Is this some kind of stupid joke

“I'm not a thief! I- uh- I-”

Again, he malfunctions as you seem to recognize him as well. Suddenly, he's forced into a chair, the trio and you now staring at him, waiting for him to finally finish his sentence. Ignoring that silent expectation, he continuing to stare at you, eventually throwing his hands up in frustration

“Could I have some fucking explanation of what the hell is going on here before I'm fucking interrogated?”

He eventually snaps. Silence. Ron did eventually open his mouth, but he simply raised a hand in response and pointed at you

“No, no. I want you to go first. Explain how. I saw you die. I was at your bloody funeral. Then we can get to the fact that you lot kidnapped me.”