Runs into some Junior Death Eaters

Before Harry had gone more than a mile or two, a pair of hooded figures on brooms rose up from the wood below her.

"Halt!" one of them snapped, brandishing a wand. Harry recognized the voice of Draco Malfoy, which meant that the other must be another Junior Death Eater. For a moment, Harry considered trying to fight them, but there were two of them to one of her, and she couldn't use magic to defend herself without drawing the Ministry's attention again. And, after all, she had a new face and body now. Better to bluff things out and only use magic if needed.

Harry pulled to a halt in midair as the brooms drew closer. She noted Blaise Zabini's dark-skinned hands peaking out from the robe of the other Junior Death Eater.

"What's your name and blood status?" Malfoy asked, sounding bored.

"Holly Black," Harry replied, going with the first thing that popped into his head. "Half-blood."

A moment later she cursed inwardly. Giving Black as her surname was hardly the way to avoid awkward questions in the wizarding world, especially with Draco Malfoy.

"Holly Black?" Draco asked skeptically. "I thought I knew all the Blacks..."