WHO: Peter Pettigrew and Alice Longbottom WHEN: November 13, 1981 WHERE: The DMLE WHAT: Explaining suspicions CHALLENGE: Backstory (Command), Bingo (A sneakoscope)
It had been a week since the tragic death of Augusta Longbottom and the defeat of You-Know-Who. A week was long enough, right? Peter was trying his best to be reasonable, to be a good friend, but he had known since the fifth of November that something was wrong with him, and he didn't want to take it to just any Auror. Alice was one of the best, along with Frank, and he knew her well from the Order, and that meant she was the only person he currently wanted to explain his suspicions to.
Of course, waiting a week so that he wouldn't be intruding on the family's grief had left him high-strung and paranoid, and he walked into the Auror Office with a sneakoscope in his pocket, glaring anxiously at the Aurors passing by. Winding his way to Alice's desk, he wrung his hands together and commanded, "You have to help me, Alice, I think - I really think I've been cursed."