Jin: Here it is, another series of confusion among the characters. Now just WHO is an accomplice to murder and WHO is an actual murderer? Guess who gets confused with who.

Accomplice to murder or just plain murderer?

Some time later, Sweeney Todd was back on his feet, still wondering how in the hell he could have mistaken Judge Turpin for that other guy, Severus Snape. Somebody out there seemed to enjoy tormenting. It wasn't enough that Anthony ruined the very moment before he killed Turpin, now he was being sent look-alikes! As he finished shaving a patron who was fortunate enough to be missed by his family who was watching, his thoughts were turned to the three people that Mrs. Lovett told him about. Apparently they were students of the Severus Snape who he did away with, so now he had to be extra careful. But Sweeney wasn't too worried. After all, who would believe three teenagers?

The said three teens in a nearby inn were debating about what was going on. "I'm telling you, that lady WAS Bellatrix Lestrange! She had it all, pale skin, sunken eyes, weird hair, and everything!" "Ron, if that WAS Bellatrix, (which I doubt it is) then why didn't she try to kill us where we were standing?" "Oh can't you two just stop yelling? Its grating on my nerves." Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger were all trying to figure out if what they saw was what they thought they saw. Was the owner of the establishment where they last saw Snape really Bellatrix Lestrange? There was no denying it, the woman had the almost the EXACT same physical features as Bellatrix, and yet she didn't try to kill them the moment she set eyes on them as she had tried before. Ron was convinced the woman was Bellatrix, Hermione on the other hand was equally adamant that the woman was NOT Bellatrix. Harry was just irritated with them both. Harry wanted to go back and at least have a look around the pie shop, Ron wasn't too sure about that, while Hermione pointed out that they should check out the mysterious Mr. Sweeney Todd. "After all," Hermione continued. "The barber shop is where Snape was last seen. Therefore couldn't it be possible that maybe the barber was the one who had something to do with his disappearance?" Ron replied, "If he had something to do with it, its probably because he was jinxed." "Or maybe he was the one who did something to Snape!" said Hermione, now getting more irritated. Harry on the other hand said, "Well, Snape's gone, so how is that our problem?" Ron agreed, "Yeah, he hasn't been the greatest guy in the world, so why should we bother looking for him? Bloke would've been glad to be rid of us." Hermione reluctantly had to admit that Prof. Severus Snape wasn't exactly the nicest guy to them. Hermione still remembered the time that Snape had deducted points from their house simply for her being, "an insufferable know-it-all".

Some time later, the three finally agreed to go investigate the barbershop, to at least see if the barber had been bewitched by the Bellatrix-look-alike. They arrived on Fleet Street and at the corner across from, "Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pie Emporium" they watched and waited. Customers came in and out as though nothing were out of the ordinary. Occasionally they caught sight of a customer going up the stairs by the shop, and into the barbershop. Hermione had kept her full attention on the barbershop while Harry and Ron watched the Bellatrix look-alike and a young boy attend to their work. Once in a while, a beggar woman would amble by, screeching for people to beware, "The devil's wife" or "The witch". Then the Bellatrix look-alike would tell the young boy, "Toby, throw the old woman out!" and she'd be promptly sent away by the young boy. The third customer had gone into the barbershop when Hermione suddenly said, "You see? All those people are going into the barbershop, but not one of them have come back out!" The other two both directed their full attention to the barbershop, but suddenly, the third man who went into the shop, suddenly came out, whistling merrily. Harry and Ron both looked at her with curious expressions while Hermione said firmly, "I'm telling you, just watch! The next person who's going in there, will not be coming out!" Harry and Ron decided to just wait if anything to just see if Hermione was right. They waited and waited, but no more customers went into the barbershop. Ron's stomach growled and he said, "Those pies are starting to smell good…" Harry silently had to agree. He was also starting to get hungry and the smell of the pie shop was almost enchanting. But Hermione firmly said for them to not go anywhere near the shop, at least until they were safe enough to go poke around.

The pie shop was nearing closing time, and still no more customers went up to the barbershop. Sweeney was brooding as usual, as he did every day and every night. With a slow sigh, he looked down at Fleet Street. It was then that he spotted two boys and a girl. They all appeared to be in their teens and immediately, Sweeney suspected that they were the three that Mrs. Lovett had told him about. The girl had bushy brown hair and seemed to be looking straight at him with deep suspicion. The tallest out of them was a boy with red hair and freckles. He didn't pay too much attention, and instead paid more attention to the pie-shop. The person in between them had round glasses, deep green eyes, and jet-black hair. Sweeney narrowed his eyes and immediately turned away from the window. He began to wonder if they hadn't already gone to the law. If they did, he'd never get the chance to kill Judge Turpin or the Beadle. They had to be killed, but how to get them to come up so he could finish them off in quiet. Until then, he just had to act as though nothing was wrong, and he just needed to act as he normally did. Which was silent brooding. And so, gathering himself, he walked back to his window, and after glimpsing the trio still there, stared outside his window.

Mrs. Lovett cheerily waved away the last customer and closed her door, turning over the "Open" sign to "Closed". As she looked through the window of the door, she spotted the three who had asked her about the disappearance of their teacher. How long they had been there, Mrs. Lovett did not know, but she could see that they were up to something. But right now, she could afford to wait, and if things came to it, she could easily have Mr. Todd do something about it. Although it would be a pity, they'd have to go if they snooped where they shouldn't be snooping. So she turned back into her home behind the shop.

As soon as the woman went inside, Harry, Ron and Hermione saw their chance. They sneaked across to the patio outside the actual pie shop. The trio waited for a bit and then Hermione said, "Ok, here's what I think we should do, one of us should wait out here, while the other two peek in on the barbershop." "But what if the barber is still there? He hasn't even come out of there the entire time we saw him." Ron reminded Hermione. Harry agreed, "If he hasn't come out all day, then he probably won't come out all night either." A jingling noise was heard, and immediately the three ducked under a table. They heard the footsteps of the barber descending the stairs. They got a good look at him for the first time. He was fairly tall, a bit thin, deathly pale with gaunt sunken eyes, his hair was even wilder and untamed then Harry's, with a white streak slicing through his hair. The barber didn't even notice them there, and he walked into the pie shop without so much as a glance towards their direction. Harry, Ron, and Hermione waited, but nobody came out. Finally, Hermione and Harry went inside the barbershop, while Ron kept a lookout.

Harry and Hermione came out after a while, shaking their heads. Hermione muttered as they walked away from the pie shop, "I was sure that the barber had something to do with Snape's disappearance." Harry noticed something else, "Hey, where's Ron?" It was true; Ron was nowhere to be seen. " 'e's over there." came a familiar voice. Harry and Hermione twirled around and saw the Bellatrix look-alike standing next to Sweeney Todd, both glaring dangerously at the two. Sweeney said in dangerous voice, "Now good sirs, please teach these three despicable youths a lesson." Harry and Hermione turned around and saw Ron on the ground in the middle of the street, with several police officers beating him up with billy clubs (police batons). Harry ran to help Ron, followed closely by Hermione, and out of the shadows on his right, something hard and thin like a stick smacked him in the face, knocking him flat on his back. Hermione stopped as a short stocky man pressed the end of a cane very hard into Harry's forehead. Then the man sneered, "Now that wasn't very polite of you, disturbing the peace and quiet of these hardworking people." Harry spoke before he could stop himself, "Wormtail?! What are you doing here?" Hermione wasn't able to move, but she was sent sprawling by a shove from behind as the Peter Pettigrew-look-alike snarled, "You filthy little mongrol! How dare you call me such a condescending thing!?" He grabbed Harry by the scruff of his shirt, dragged him roughly to Ron, and another policeman grabbed Hermione and also placed her next to Harry. Sweeney smiled and said, "Thank you very much for this Beadle Bamford. Now dispense justice on these three if you please. And when you've finished, I'll give you that shave, I promised." Beadle Bamford grinned with his yellow crooked teeth and said, "Gladly, in fact I'll come right now." He followed Sweeney up the stairs and said to the other policemen, "Take them away, I will return on my own when I'm ready." A few seconds later, the police jumped on the three, giving them a beating that would make anybody grab their video camera, record it, and send it to the news media (if such things existed). And all the noise blocked out a scream of horror, given by a certain Beadle Bamford.

Later that night, Ron, Hermione, and Harry all sporting bruises and cuts (Hermione had been lucky enough to avoid getting beaten to the extent Harry and Ron were given), were shoved into a small jail cell. As they gathered themselves together to soothe their pains, somebody who was in the same cell as them asked, "So what are you three fine people doing in a hellhole like this?" The person was sitting in a corner and since it was so dark, they couldn't get a good look at him. Harry asked as he adjusted his broken glasses, "Who are you?" The person stood up, walked closer to them, and looked down at them with a crooked smile. Hermione said, "You look like that Barber, Sweeney Todd. Only dirtier, with dreadlocks, and you look like a pirate." lThe man sighed in annoyance and said irritably, "Little girl, I'm CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow." He grinned again and said as he spread his arms in a flourished manner, "Savvy?"

Jin: I hope this was amusing and sorry for taking so long in updating this chapter, I didn't mean for it to go on for so long…