Harry James Potter (potter_harry_j) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-06-06 11:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | harry potter, peter petrelli (future), sarah vida |
Who: A pissed-off Harry Potter, open to all Hyperion residents
What: Finding out what they've done with Ginny!
Where: The Hyperion lobby
When: backdated to right after Ginny posts her whereabouts
Rating; PG...c'mon, it's Harry (not Mrs. Weasley!)
At almost forty years of age, Harry knew some things about storming a building. Namely, when it was or wasn't a good idea. And that was usually determined by how many other Aurors he had with him. By himself, the idea of doing such a thing was risky at best.
But this wasn't England, this wasn't his time, and there was no Ministry of Magic to help out. There was just Harry, his family, and strangers he didn't know, trying to hold his wife against her will. They couldn't have done worse had they locked up his children along with her.
Storming the hotel was the least of his concerns.
The doors flew open with a satisfying bang, and he strode in, his wand primed and ready. He had been contemplating taking on Voldemort, or Tom Riddle as he called himself in this world still. He had been questioning if it was something he needed to do, right now. But this, this trumped all of those worries. He couldn't function without Ginny. And his fears over what happened to Ron were magnified tenfold now.
"Where is she?" he demanded, not even recognizing his own thundering tone. With a furious flick of his wand, his Patronus leapt out, across the marble floor and bounded up the stairs, seeking Ginny. "Where is my wife?"