#crouchingalice

His cousin was not high on the list of people Barty would prefer to be stuck in an elevator with. In fact, she was probably on the list of people Barty would prefer not to be trapped in an elevator with. Regardless of his preference, it had happened. The ministry elevator had frozen and gone dark. Hopefully, they’d be able to get out before Alice tried to talk to him. Barty flicked his wand lazily and light consumed the small elevator. It felt incredibly crammed, even though it was just the two of them. “We can’t apparate out or anything.”