"I've done nothing," Snape snorted.

The Death Eater lowered his wand as a wizard with flaming red hair pointed his wand at him. The wizard's twin walked over to the girl to feel her neck. "You're too late, whoever you are," he smirked, lifting his wand once more and pointing it the twin with the outstretched wand. "She's dead and you two fool will be sharing her fate."