Death Eaters reach Ferlen's and Thomas' compartment, alerted by the sound of breaking glass. One sees a bloodied Winnona limping outside and apparates outside to retrieve her. "You better hope you haven't got a drop of mudblood's blood in you or it's off to Azkaban with you." He grinned. The other Death Eater looks at Ferlen and Tom, bunch of little firsties. "Hey there." She said "Don't be afraid. Nothing's gonna happen to you guys if you just answer one question truthfully."
"What is your name and blood status?"
OOC: I assume you wanted Winonna to be captured since you are playing this game (from her profile, she's pureblood or maybe halfblood, why'd she bolt?). Even with the "special magic" her uncle taught her (remember that reducto is probably something you don't learn in first year), the height of a train window above the ground is very high and if you simply jump out you would sprain an ankle
A team of five Death Eaters enter the Prefect's Carriage. They were very cautious, coming in with wands raised, worried that some Gryffindor might decide to go hero on them. The carriage had very few prefects, only six of them, meaning that most of the mudbloods, halfbloods and blood traitors hadn't bothered to show up this year. The leader relaxes a little and spies Karith in the corner with another Slytherin, "My... Black was it? The Dark Lord is looking forward to you joining his ranks, though He would understand if you preferred to wait till you graduated my boy. And, who is your lady friend here? Pureblood I assume?"
Rosette shares a look with Karith before turning to the Death Eater that spoke to her. "Rosette Raina Falco, originally Rain Angelica Falco, granddaughter to Ryan Valourus, who I know without a doubt you knew to be an agent of the Dark Lord. Pureblood, obviously, being a daughter to Joseph Valourus and Abigail Salacor. I was adopted by an American Pureblood family, Steve Falco and Nora Dunn."
Karith would nod. "As she said, pureblood. ...and obviously I would like to give my best for the dark lord, and I believe finishing my education would be the best way to go about that...unless, of course, the dark lord has other plans for me. In that case I will, of course, do as he asks."
Ferlen would stand and look at the death eaters, then begin speaking with distain, like they were worms below his feet. Though he didn't much care about being a pure-blood he had been taught how to act noble and aristicratic. "My name is Ferlen Kiadus Sirius Black, and of course I'm a pure-blood! How dare you question the purity of a Blacks blood, as we are one of the oldest families." He would look between them. "Or prehaps I need to contact my Cousin Belladrix Lestrage to convince you...." He would glare at them for a second letting the threat sink in. Finally he would wave his hand. "...and as for my friend, we've known each other for years, and do you really think my parents would let me play and make friends with Mmuggle filth? I don't think so..." With a wave of his hand he would effectively dismiss the Death Eaters and if they were his servants, and coldly turn back to Thomas. "Now, what were you saying about how appropriate it is to round the muggles into camps and use them for slave labor?"
