A nineteen-year-old Harry Potter walked down a jet black path in the infamous Knockturn Alley. He slowly marched while taking in the environment around him. His team walking with him could him eyeing the darkened passageways and closed shop windows. Suddenly, Harry stopped and continued their stroll down an extra long alley. His closest coworker, Dawlish, knew that Harry was on the right path to catching their criminal.
John Dawlish had shown Harry the ropes of the Auror office when Harry had joined the force last year. Harry had been a fast learner, as was expected from the teenager that had battled Voldemort since infancy.
Harry was nearing the end of the alley. He had a feeling that their unsuspecting convict was just steps away. At the end of the alley, Harry viewed a man with hair not more than three centimeters above his shoulders and a beard to match in the light of his wand. The man was thin and curled up behind a grimy rubbish bin set out for the truck the next morning. Just as the men stopped before the rubbish bin a slightly shaking Rasbastan Lestrange raised his battered face to meet the eyes of the Aurors.
Upon seeing the Aurors most former death eaters would begin to formulate a way to escape. But this man looked deeply into Harry's green eyes. Momentarily, Harry had forgotten what this man had done with his life. Rasbastan had encouraged and helped his "darling" sister-in-law Bellatrix Lestrange with the torture of Frank and Alice Longbottom. This man had also accompanied Voldemort to the Department of Mysteries back in Harry's fifth year. Now, Harry could see and sense the story that Rasbastan would never tell vocally through his eyes. This story was of times of sadness, pain, violence, and defeat. Rasbastan knew what he had done to those of the Wizarding community and what would be his fate accordingly.
With a flash of green light a well seasoned auror standing behind Harry had used his power as was given to him. The Ministry had allowed all aurors to use whatever force needed to rid others of the darkest wizards that roamed the Earth. With the sweeping powers they were given, what they were doing was just.
Even while knowing the hardships the man had put the Longbottom family though, Harry thought it was still strange and sad to see Rasbastan lose his life. After seeing the defeat in the eyes of the killer, it made Harry begin to feel unsettled.
Sure, in the beginning of his career as an auror Harry did feel slightly saddened after a successful arrest or punishment. He had soon outgrown the feeling after time and conversing with his highly trained coworkers. Because Harry had been unaccustomed to feeling this way for many months, the compassion he felt for the death eater made him uneasy. The long weekend holiday he was about to enjoy was well needed.