As You, your three best friends Ron, Harry, and Hermione, and the other members of the order of the pheonix got on their brooms, ready to take off into the rainy dark skies to help transport Harry to the burrow, you couldn’t help but marvel at how everyone, including you, looked exactly like Harry. These thoughts about the potent effects of the polyjuice potion were quickly interrupted. Moody: “On the count of three! One….two….three!!” Everyone takes off, and for a while, everything seems to be going as planned. But, your hopes diminish when you pass the stormy clouds to see about thirty death eaters flying around on their own brooms, in combat with your comrades.