When Things Go Slightly Wrong…
Chapter 36: You'll Shoot Your Eye Out
"Mad-Eye, you coming?" Proudfoot shouted over the noise of seven Death Eaters grumbling and clanking their chains.
Mad-Eye Moody grunted. He was getting too old for this, and had dozed off momentarily, but there was no way Proudfoot was going to find that out. If he wanted to live, that is.
"One moment," Moody called to Proudfoot and the other Junior Aurors, pointedly bumping into a few of the captured Death Eaters "by accident". With a satisfied smirk, Moody climbed into the fireplace, but before he accepted the handful of Floo powder, he stuck his wand haphazardly into his back pocket.
SHAZAM!
"Mad-Eye, what's up?"
Moody wished he could turn around so he could pull a pained face, but that would have been even worse, as his left buttock had suddenly vanished.
"Nothing."