Re: Marauders.
I thought [...] that I was angry. I thought that I wanted to take that anger out on her and I used far more force than was necessary. I was doing more than reigning the bitch in, as it were. I could imagine Remus at the time—telling me to keep my head. But no one was there but I and her, and that poor girl, utterly distraught and on her knees. I just [...] I know it's war, that we are enemies, and that deaths happen, that injuries are necessary, that this is how it must be to ensure a world where all can live together. [...] But it is far from what I know how to understand.
The Death Eaters? Well, of course we're here. Surely they knew we were not there. Though I am perhaps looking too closely at one of Carrow's scheme. She is not one for depth. It's entirely possible it was a simple stunt for publicity.