Albus Dumbledore was sitting in his office musing on the Potter twins. He had allowed Harry's band to play at the feasts to gain the children's trust. He needed both of the twins to be completely loyal to him in order for them to defeat Voldemort. "Maybe a loyalty potion in their drinks? Yes that will work." He mused aloud. With that, Dumbledore fell asleep in his bed, content with his plans. He did not notice a certen shadow dog, fangs bared , watching and listening.
