Who: Daniel Travers and Igor Karkaroff What: Drinking and bitching When: 4 January 1980 Where: Green Dragon Pub in Knockturn Rating: TBD Status: On going...
Danny made a quick glance about before slipping through the entrance to Knockturn. His long legs carried him swiftly along the cobble stoned alley, his back slightly hunched forward with his hands buried deep within his pockets, head hanging. The brisk night air swirled around him as he passed through the dark narrow tunnel, sending chills over his body. Not before long he reached a small square, barely lit by lanterns hanging from each of the four corners here and noticed a man just to the other side of the pathway. Given by the man's attire, he knew it must have been a Russian.
Stopping at one of the corners, he pulled a hand from his pocket, brought two fingers to his lips then blew. Suddenly a long high pitched whistle escaped from his lips, disrupting the eerie darkness that constantly surrounded Knockturn Alley. "Oi! This way!" He called out to the man.