It was a garden, everyone was having fun with glasses of fruit wine in their hands. They all wore festive dresses and the atmosphere was bright and it seemed the sun was smiling and it was a very tranquil summer day.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered obstructing the sun and it began to rain heavily. She looked back and realized that the garden was deserted with no one in sight. A sense of trepidation crept over her like crawling vines and she started to glance about fearfully. Then she saw it...
The tormentors, they were not dead, who was she kidding they can never die cause they are the guardians of the gates of Laskaban, killing them would be equivalent to chaos. But what crime had she committed to be hunted by them?
Oh right, she went into the maze though it was forbidden.