The sleeping drunk

Rose decides to check on the sleeping drunk. She walks over to the lone dirty table. She looks down at the thirty-year-ish woman with her head covered in yellow rum bukkake. Rose tap her on the shoulder. She trying to raise her from the dead of sleep. The mousy hair woman shook but didn't move.

The bar keep yelled out. "Hey don't mess with her. She had been here for a while drinking away her good years of life. She needs her beauty sleep if she's going to be cleaning my bar up."

Rose nod as she wonders if this could be the infamous death eater who escapes during the night of the tri-wizard cup. Maybe Igor thought being a woman would evade suspicions. The barkeep did say this woman had been here for endless months maybe even a year or two. Either Karkaroff has a huge supply of polyjuice potions or this is just a drunken woman who is down on her luck.

Rose knew she could abandon this train of thought. Stop pursuing this woman, go back and make her guess who she thinks is the former headmaster. Or she could force the brown hair woman to wake up, and give her a proper interview.

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