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Sept 13, 2014 11:44:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2014 11:44:40 GMT -7
It had been a rather tiring week and what not due to the fact that another student had been killed at Hogwarts. Harry was currently in the Leaky Cauldron, well not any more as he stepped into a fireplace in the Neville and Hannah’s private quarters, “The Hill!” He said in a quiet tone but pronounced it clearly. He had called an emergency order meeting for tonight, and he expected all those that could be there to show up. The only person that he had forgot to tell about the meeting was Burt, and plus even if the fool had somehow found out about the meeting he wouldn’t be able to get to the meeting place. For they had supposedly forgotten to tell him about The Hill, and there was no way in hell that they would. That old fool was only in the Order so they could keep better tabs on him. Appearing in a swirl of green flames Harry stepped out of the fireplace that was connected to the Leaky Cauldron. He stepped out of the fireplace and took in his surroundings. Harry stood in a room that had many windows and off to his right was the entrance to the room in which the meeting would take place. He had to hand it to Neville, this place was prepared for war and Harry himself would have it no other way. Granted if it had been up to him he wouldn’t have used as many plants but he saw their usefulness after Neville had showed him the Manor one day long ago. The plants were a perfect defense and could hold their own quite well, especially those whomping willows that were out on the grounds. Harry had firsthand experience with those type of trees and if you ask him, he’d tell you to stay away from them. He turned towards the windows and began walking to the meeting place, as he passed the windows he glanced out them to see the moon lit grounds, it was truly a site to behold, and it looked peaceful but it could turn quite deadly in a matter of seconds, it just depended on who you are, friend or foe. Harry was only a few feet from the doors to the room that he was headed to and the doors opened of their own accord. Stepping into the rather large room that had been created specifically for meetings of this type, there was a table in the middle and around said table were chairs, which there just happened to be enough of for all those that were asked to the meeting. Harry had many things to discuss with his friends and fellow Order members. He snapped his fingers and on the table appeared a couple of maps one of the area surrounding the ministry and then also one of the surrounding areas outside the grounds of Hogwarts, he did have a list of assignments that needed to be given out tonight, to each person in attendance. Harry was sure that the next people to arrive would be Neville and probably the aurors stationed at Hogwarts. But if he knew Neville that man was probably here in the Hill somewhere. Harry went over to the head of the table and stood their looking at maps that lay upon it, each map had circles as to where attacks and murders had taken place in the past few months. He planned on showing and telling everyone what he and several others had come up with. Harry had mostly consulted with Neville, but also those of the IA as well about all of this so that they had as much information as they could get. He leaned over the maps as he looked at each one scanning and analyzing them as he thought about what was the same and what was different in each location and murder. He heard someone walking towards the room and barely lifted his eyes to see who was going to come in next. @superluigi64 Ginevra Molly Potter @hermioneweasley @robhudson @cain @crystal3 @teddy @bill @hope @tom @crystal @sophiebrigham @sam @victoire @overlord @fleur @constancekase @argus
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Sept 13, 2014 12:42:25 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2014 12:42:25 GMT -7
Victoire was wearing a black button up shirt with navy blue jeans. She was to be able to dress down a little today and relieved that she was able to be part of the newly reformed order, along with her parents. She couldn't agree more than the order was needed at this time, especially with the things she was dealing with as junior assistant to the minister. she had seen first hand how screwed up the ministry was and she wanted to fix it more than anything else. It was her life. Honestly, she thought the best way to fix it would be for her to take the minsters position herself, but that was a joke.
Ever since her cousin, James, found that body on the train things have been out of control at the ministry. She was sure the sight of the body really had freaked him out. Victoire had seen her fair share of them, especially during her time as an auror. But James was still so young. Though, during the Battle of Hogwarts a lot of teenagers saw stuff like that, and worse. She couldn't imagine that at age seventeen.
As she walked into the meeting room at Longbottom Hill, she didn't really expect to see anyone else her age around. That's how she liked it, being the youngest and brightest in the group. Not that she really thought she was that much brighter than the adults. The only other person she thought might show was Teddy, but that was only if he happened to be back in town. She had no idea what his situation was right now. She was relieved, however, when she walked in the room only to see Harry.
"Uncle Harry," she smiled, walking over to him, "how are you?" @teddy @potter
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Sept 14, 2014 15:45:14 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2014 15:45:14 GMT -7
Hermione felt as if she was eternally running late, even when she ended up early to places. She had dressed more business casual today as opposed to her more professional attire that she generally wore to work. Today she felt as if she was coming down with a cold so she wore some khaki colored trousers, a burgundy tank top with a large oversized cream sweater overtop and some ankle booties that were tobacco colored and her favorite most comfortable pair. As she rushed out of the office and toward the floo network, she said in a stressed voice, "Longbottom Hill!" A swirl of green and black clouded her vision as she was brought outside the Longbottom household. In her hands were a large stack of paper, along with her business bag, which was maroon and open to display a few of her important items from her desk, including her planner.
She most likely looked as if she was whirlwind of busyness as she came into the meeting room at the Longbottom house and she saw Harry and Victoire had already arrived. Harry was the one who ordered this meeting and so she knew he would be the first to be there. She was surprised, however, that Ginny was not with him. Perhaps she was simply running late. She placed her things down on the table in the meeting room and walked over to her niece, Victoire, hugging her tightly. "Victoire, darling. How have you been?" She reached out and touched Harry's upper arm, before letting go of the petite veela. "Harry... hope you're also well. You work in my department and still I feel like I hardly see you." She smirked at her best friend. "Will Ginny be here soon?"
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Sept 14, 2014 16:17:28 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2014 16:17:28 GMT -7
She thought that the dark times lay behind them, but she was wrong and now people were being killed once more. Fleur was pissed beyond all reason about these dark times. She along with Bill and had rejoined the Order, but what mostly worried her was the fact that one of her children, Victoire was in the Order as well. She had tried to dissuade her daughter but to no avail since, Bill told her that she was going to join whether they liked it or not. Yet here she was on her way to The Hill Neville’s ancestral home, which just so happened to be the new headquarters for the Order. And apparently her brother-in-law, Harry had called an emergency meeting. She was naturally curious as to what it was about and hoped that Bill would be showing up shortly after her. She hadn’t seen him for the past couple of days since he had been off doing whatever Harry had sent him to do for the Order.
Arriving inside The Hill Fleur swiftly made her way to where the meeting was to take place. She couldn’t help but stare out at the night sky. It seemed like so long ago that she had almost lost Bill due to wounds sustained by Greyback. She hated that monster and if she had the opportunity to do so she was going to kill him for what he did to her husband. Walking into the room she saw Harry looking at what appeared to be maps on the table, and then there was Hermione whom she went over to “Hermione, it is wonderful to see you again dear.” Fleur said giving her sister-in-law a hug and a kiss on the cheek in traditional French fashion.
Her eyes quickly found those of Victoire and she let go of Hermione and pulled her daughter into a hug. She loved her kids so much. Pulling her head away a little so she could look at her daughter. “Victoire I am so happy to see you. How have you been these last few weeks? And I am sorry that I haven’t been able to come over and visit with you at all.” Fleur had said all of this in rapid French, for she had taught all of her kids her native language. She had been concerned about Victoire, but at the same time knew that Bill and Harry had a plan to get Victoire and Teddy back together. According to Harry Teddy would be showing up to this meeting, and if she was honest she was excited to see what would happen.
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Sept 15, 2014 7:21:57 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2014 7:21:57 GMT -7
Longbottom Hill. The place where Neville had grown up, just him and his grandmother in this big, empty manor.
Neville had never particularly enjoyed all of the space within the house. He loved the hill itself, loved the flowerbeds and the gardens his grandfather had kept before his death, but the house itself seemed unnaturally quiet. And as much as Neville loved his Gran, he was honestly relieved when he finally moved in with Hannah. Their place above the Cauldron might not be so large or luxurious, but it was home, warm and cozy. Maybe one day he’d come back to live here, when he and Hannah were too old to do more than watch grandchildren running around and playing. But their time to finally rest was a long way off. They still had work to do. They would always have work to do. Twenty-five years ago, when Neville and Harry and a half dozen others stood carving the names of the fallen into the stone over the four great hourglasses, they’d known. Fighting evil was Harry’s calling in life. It wasn’t Neville’s, but he was quite good at it and unable to simply leave the fighting up to others. So when Gran died and left the house empty, Neville set himself up as Secret Keeper and began to work on the Hill, fortifying it for war. A decade later, and he doubted he even needed the Fidelius Charm anymore. Nobody would be foolish enough to attack Longbottom Hill, even in force.
Neville was currently in the basement. He hadn’t had much time away from Hogwarts lately, and frankly didn’t want to be away from it now. But the security had been drastically increased, and there were plenty enough Aurors at the castle right now. Neville had needed to spend a few hours at the Hill. He’d been through all his greenhouses, collecting, watering, pruning and planting, and had just now finished storing away all that he had gathered. He was updating the amount of ingredients listed on the scroll on the wall, making sure to keep the potioneers of the Order up-to-date on what supplies they had. Sighing, he finished writing out the new numbers, grabbed the flask off the table, and headed up the stairs. Voices caught his attention—the Order had begun to arrive. He opened the door to the drawing room and stepped in. Harry and Hermione—of course as early as they could be. And Fleur and Victoire, visions of beauty as they ever were. He smiled at all of them, tossing the flask at Harry to catch. “Dittany. Should be enough there to split into vials for most of the Aurors, maybe give them an edge if they get ambushed. Everyone alright then? There’s food if you’re hungry.”
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Sept 15, 2014 10:02:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2014 10:02:37 GMT -7
Ginny had already been at Longbottom Hill, helping Hannah get the place ready for the meeting. When Ginny heard people start to arrive and chatter she entered the meeting room, walking in to kiss Harry on the cheek. He was so tense and obviously discouraged. So was she, but she had a way of lightening up a room when it was meant for serious discussion. She stepped in just in time to hear Hermione ask if she was coming, ”Spoken for!” she chimed.
First she made her way to Victoire, kissing her on both cheeks, but giggling as she did so. The French had such silly little traditions and that was certainly one of them. ”Good to see you here, love.” Ginny remarked as she turned to Hermione and threw an arm over her shoulder, standing in between the two ladies. Victoire looked so grown up now and Ginny was proud to have her in the order. She was sure her mother, and sister-in-law Phlegm would show up any second. Not that she really called her that name vengefully anymore; it was kind of a fun game now.
Soon Fleur entered the hall and Ginny nodded toward her happily, ”Fleur, glad you could make it.” She really was happy that the Order was mostly made up of family; it made it much easier for Ginny to lighten the mood. Of course, when the serious conversations started she would be decent, but before and after the meetings was a time to make sure that the Order members were feeling at home with the group, and Ginny took it upon herself to do that.
Ginny couldn’t help but smile at Neville as he mentioned the food. Ginny had helped Hannah prepare it. As in, she mostly watched Hannah do her best and tried not to burn anything. Of course Neville got right down to business, tossing Harry the Dittany. If it came down to Ginny getting to upset to be upbeat, at least Neville would brighten her spirits. @superluigi64 @fleur @victoire @hermioneweasley @potter
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Sept 15, 2014 10:19:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2014 10:19:49 GMT -7
Victoire was very pleased when she saw her aunt Hermione enter the room and head in her direction. She opened her arms wide and accepted the hug, holding her aunt tightly. When she pulled away she kept her hands on Hermiones shoulders for a short moment, ”I have been very well! It’s lovely to see you, how is Uncle Ron?” She released Hermiones shoulders softly as her aunt Ginny appeared, kissing her on both cheeks and putting an arm around Hermione. ”Good to see you, too” Vic said to Ginny softly. The woman was the epitome of a sunny disposition, and Vic loved her for it.
When her mothered arrived Victoire quickly stepped into the hug, and stayed for a while. She loved her mother; there was no one more respectable and kind in Victoires opinion. She listened to her mother speak in French, of course she understood every word, and smiled, shaking her head. ”Mother! I am doing well. I’m sorry it’s my fault we haven’t visited, I’ve been so busy,” she spoke in French as well, as was tradition between the mother and daughter.
As Neville Longbottom entered the room Victoire released herself from her mother and smiled at him. She respected him very much and was happy to see that he was offering up his home for the Order meeting. Victoire looked around the room once more. There were still some people that needed to arrive. She felt a knot in her stomach as she thought about Teddys inevitable arrival, if he was in the country. She felt sick that she didn’t know that for herself.
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Sept 15, 2014 20:35:41 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2014 20:35:41 GMT -7
Rob was not going to be late for this meeting and he was sure that everyone else would either already be there or on the way. Granted he had no clue as to how many people were part of the Order of the Phoenix. He wasn´t too far from The Hill and so he went ahead and apparated to a location not too far from the edge of the grounds. He could see the numerous plants and what not that covered the grounds leading up to the manor that sat atop the Hill. Rob went ahead and transformed into a husky and broke into a flat out run up to the Hill. The plants, especially the whomping willows ignored him.
Once he reached the front door Rob transformed back into himself. Once inside he made his way quickly to where he heard the sound of voices coming from. What that told him was that others had already arrived. No doubt Neville and Harry were here already but he wondered who else was here. Rob was excited and curious as to what this meeting was about. He walked into a room full of people and he recognized every single one of. There leaning up against the table looking at maps was Harry and near him there were many people; Ginny, Hermione, Fleur, Victoire, and Neville.
Instead of greeting everyone, Rob walked over to where Harry was at, and gave him a slight nod “Harry.” He greeted his boss. Rob then looked down at the maps on the table and he began memorizing just what was on each one so that when the meeting started he would already know what would be discussed concerning what was on the maps. After a short amount of time he took a step back and turned back into a husky once more. He walked over to a spot near the door and sat there waiting for the meeting to start. And when it did he might turn back into his regular self, or he might do that once Constance showed up. Whichever came first.
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Sept 16, 2014 5:45:50 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2014 5:45:50 GMT -7
Sophie gave her head bartender the heads up and then scooted out the back door of the Three Broomsticks as she knew she was bound to be running late if she didn't. She had asked Tom if someone could set up a Portkey for her; flop network wasn't really her friend. She was a bit of a mumbler. She was wearing just her normal work clothing, a maroon tank top and some ripped jeans along with an ivory cardigan and a black beanie, which covered a majority of her long blond locks. The locks you could see were pulled together in loose braid.
She shook her head as she arrived a block away from the Longbottom home in a deserted alley. She had received directions from this point which she wrote on her hand in ink. When she looked at her hand however, they seemed quite smudged and she shook her head at herself for being such a pixie-head. Her decisions seemed to be so scattered lately. And Tom was always swarming the empty places in her mind, popping up. The night that they had last week was so nice, just chatting and getting closer. But now he wouldn't leave her mind and she wanted to kick his butt for it, even though it really wasn't his fault.
Finally reaching the Longbottom house after a few moments of turning around and hoping she went the right way, she entered the home warily. Tom had told her that the Order of the Phoenix was returning and asked Sophie if she was interested in joining. She knew that she would probably bring nothing to the table, as far as skills or things she could help with, but she didn't know if anyone else in Hogsmeade was going to be in the Order, and she thought maybe they could use an ally in Hogsmeade. Then she received an emergency meeting notice and so she headed straight over.
Walking into the meeting room, she saw a group of people who were hugging and seemed to be rather friendly with each other. The only one she recognized was Harry Potter, and that was simply for his namesake, not because she actually used him. The rest of them looked like regulars, though walking around the edge of the room, she also recognized the Professor of Herbology, Neville Longbottom. Her arms crossed in front of her a bit defensively as she didn't feel comfortable talking to anyone. She hoped that Tom or maybe Walt would get here soon.
Sophie's Outfit
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Sept 16, 2014 17:34:36 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2014 17:34:36 GMT -7
Bill was back to doing work for the Order. The moment that Kingsley had been killed he had been contacted by Harry and had a meeting with him and Neville. He had already been out and about doing surveillance and also taking care of making sure wards and protections were in place and holding strong around all Order members houses, along with their families houses. Currently he had been away on assignment for both Gringotts and the Order for several days. He was covered in dirt and sweat and what not. He hadn’t showered and hadn’t even slept. Stepping out of the fireplace in a cloud of green flame and a little bit of black smoke, Bill glanced down at himself and noticed all of the extra scorch marks that came from using the floo.
Bill could hear voices recognizing almost all of them. And two of those voices made him happy and evaporated almost all of how tired he felt. Walking into the room tired dirty and smelly, he looked down and saw a husky or should he say Rob, sitting there. Then he looked up and there were some of his favorite people his wife and daughter, his sister, Hermione, Neville and Harry. Bill walked over to Harry. “The job is done and you won’t like what I found and ran into again for the second time.” His tone was serious for what and who he had run into. He had run into Fenrir Greyback again, or rather Fenrir had run into him while chasing some kid that he wanted to eat or something and Bill wasn’t going to stand for it and plus he had to get the bastard back for what he did to him. The fight that ensued was brutal and Bill was the one to win but Fenrir fled. But Bill had gotten the bastard and got him good, he blasted off the monster’s right arm which just so happened to be his wand arm.
He hadn’t even greeted his wife or daughter and it was most likely that he would get an earful but at the moment this was more pressing. “Harry, Fenrir Greyback is back in country. I may have had a run in with him and we got into a rather nasty fight, just before the meeting today. He got away but I did manage to cut off his right arm. I am unsure of his motives but we must keep an eye out.” Bill informed his brother-in-law. “Might want to let the IA know.” He added in a whisper. It wasn’t common knowledge to most of those in the room that the IA was stepping in and helping but he was one of the lucky few that knew.
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Sept 16, 2014 18:36:16 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2014 18:36:16 GMT -7
Tom had gotten asked by his boss Hermione Granger to join the Order of the Phoenix. He was surprised by the offer to join, and he had accepted it in a matter of a few seconds of being asked. Now that he was inside Longbottom Hill he wasn’t sure where to go, well that is until he saw someone heading towards a large room that apparently was the meeting place. He heard many voices coming from there, and so he walked over to the room. Once he entered the room Tom saw his boss and gave her a slight nod, and there were others who appeared to be family related to Victoire whom he had run into at work.
Next he noticed that Sophie happened to be there standing off to the side. Since the other night when they had talked she had been filling up his thoughts when he wasn’t busy and even then memories of her would cross his mind. Tom was falling for her and it was kind of odd to him, since he had never felt this way before. But they had a great time the other night just catching up. He walked over to her “Sophie long time no see. And it is great to see you again.” Tom greeted his friend who had her arms crossed over her chest. He stood next to her and leaned up against the wall as he watched those in the room, what he heard from Bill was something that sparked his interest, the IA. He knew that the man had whispered it but Tom had a couple of friends in the IA Dorian and Walton. He just hoped that whatever it was about was something good but the expressions on Bill and Harry’s faces told him something different.
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Sept 16, 2014 19:54:20 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2014 19:54:20 GMT -7
He was looking over the file of Ezra Reddington a former ranking official of the Ministry and current international thief. The man had recently been spotted in the country in Knockturn Alley just a few days ago and left another traditional note of his. It was the same mocking Aurors and those trying to find him, making threats to kill or destroy careers and reputations. This one however include a threat that Argus took with all seriousness, to reveal the magical world to the muggle world something that he was sure the man who went by Rosebud, was possible of carrying such threat out. He noticed the time was getting close to an order meeting at Longbottom Hill, home of Newville Longbottom.
He moved towards the fireplace in his office and walked into it. Throwing floor powder down at his feet he spoke clearly "Longbottom Hill". He found himself exiting a fireplace into a room of the large Manor, or fortress. as Head of Advanced guard he was impressed by the protections Neville had taken to protect the old Manor. He looked around at who was present Harry, Hermon, a few Aurors and other people of the Weasley family present and of course Neville. He nodded at all of them, he knew Harry and Hermione would be present of Ezra return but not sure of others. "Evening everyone, thought I might inform you all now Ezra Reddington is back in the country if you didn't know. The Advanced Guard will take lead on this, his threat to reveal us all to the muggle world is creditable and threat against the Ministry" spoke Argus his tone was calm and he looked around at everyone when speaking. He was not liking the timing of certain events happening, everything bad was starting to happen. "I don't like his timing with everything going on, he was off the radar for a decade I am sure the recent killings lead him back" said Argus calm, it was his best theory he had now on why the man was back in the country.
THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY
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Sept 17, 2014 15:26:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2014 15:26:07 GMT -7
"Deep breaths, Ted. Deeeeep breaths," Teddy Lupin thought to himself as he stood outside the meeting room at Longbottom Hill. He could hear many familiar voices inside. Harry's, Ginny's, and Hermione's and Neville's... and most of all, he could hear hers.
Victoire. She, alone, was the reason that Teddy stood outside the door to the room, listening, instead of going in. She sounded happy. Teddy could not help but automatically smile at the happiness in her voice. Even after the last few years that he had spent alone in Greece, missing her terribly, she still made him smile just by being her normal self. But going in there and actually facing her? Teddy didn't think he could do it yet. That was why he had been standing outside in the hallway for twenty minutes now. He wasn't strong enough.
Now, rising up to join the Order for a good cause? That he could do. Just look at who his parents were. For years, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks fought against Voldemort in the old Order, so it was only right that their only son followed in their footsteps. It had taken Teddy only seconds to accept Harry's offer. After all, how could he not? James Potter, one of his best friends, had been the first to discover the dead student on the train. This hit Teddy close to home, for he had family at Hogwarts. He wasn't going to let one of them be next.
Finally, with one final deep breath, Teddy turned the doorknob and stepped inside the meeting room. His eyes immediately fell on her.
@victoire
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Sept 17, 2014 20:04:00 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2014 20:04:00 GMT -7
` SAMUEL LOCKHART: 351 . @everyone if someone had told the students of hogwarts years ago that they would have invited the son of rita skeeter and gilderoy lockhart of all people, to be part of the order, they probably would have chuckled. rita was known for spreading all kinds of rumors about everyone. gilderoy had been a giant fake, being afraid to go into the chamber of secrets to save ginny. really, sam had a lot to prove otherwise when he was growing up, to those that knew of rita and gilderoy. sam had been offered a spot in the order after so many years of being an auror, proving that he is really who he claims to be rather than his father, who erased others' memories to become who he was. some may have predicted that he wouldn't want to work with people that may have caused his father's unstable condition in the chamber, but it was quite the opposite. sam blamed voldemort and anyone who followed him to be at fault for what happened to gilderoy since that was why the chamber had been opened to begin with. sam had been researching on something when he had received a message of where to meet for the order meeting. it was expected since another student had been killed at hogwarts. he had taken up watching over the castle with a few other aurors in order to ensure that something like that, would not happen again. the body count was getting higher as the school year went on, making sam believe that it was a student doing the dirty work rather than an adult. it was hard to guess who had done it since there were plenty offspring from former death eaters. when sam had received the message, he had used floo powder to end up at longbottom hill. the black soot from the fireplace ended up on his light blue button up shirt though it didn't matter much since being covered in dirt or blood was part of an auror's job. he had stepped out of the fireplace, seeing familiar faces mainly from work.
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Sept 19, 2014 7:00:01 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2014 7:00:01 GMT -7
Sophie looked up slightly with each person that walked in the room. She also looked at Neville again a couple more times and realized that he was the one that gave her the instructions on how to get here. It just took her a few moments to realize that, and she sort of shrugged it off. After a while, peoples' faces tended to blend together, what with being a pub owner and all. She was sure he probably came into the Three Broomsticks from time to time and so she had shrugged it off as just another patron face that she recognized. A red haired male entered the room, and vigorously started whispering with Harry when she saw Tom enter the room and she lit up a bit, her eyes sparkling and half-smiling at him, though not necessarily giving him the satisfaction of a full fledged girly, flirty smile.
In her head she was mentally kicking herself for reacting like that. Stupid girl, stop falling for him. He's just a friend. She bit her lip. But then he walked over to her and she uncrossed her arms, placing her hands in the back pockets of her jeans instead, in an attempt to open up to him. “Sophie long time no see. And it is great to see you again.” She smirked at his comment. She had only seen him last week. "Great to see you too, Sharpe. Thanks for the invite. Too bad I know absolutely no one. Next time I'll arrive fashionably late." She tucked some of her loose hair behind her ear. "Is Walt coming as well?" She suddenly struggled to make small talk with him, her mouth dry and craving saliva, though she had none available. Her heart pattered on at a quick pace. @tom
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