When: 20 June, 1998 Who: Miles Bletchley, Alecto Carrow Where: Knockturn Alley to start and then ? Private/Public: semi-public/Private Rating: TBA Summary: Miles wants to know what they are supposed to do now
Miles paced back and forth outside Borgin and Burkes. He knew he couldn't stay long. If Alecto got his owl then she would be along. He gave her ten minutes. She would understand if he didn't stay much past it since every place was being watched and the roundup had started. Miles looked around nervously again. He hated the paranoia, but he wasn't about to go to Azkaban. He had to ensure that he stayed out.
He fished through the pockets of his robe and withdrew a cigarette, lighting it with the end of his wand. He had went through almost three packs in the last two days and his lungs felt it yet it was something he did when he was nervous. "Be cool," he told himself, "it's only a few minutes." He hoped that Alecto would have some answers for him. His parents were already packing and he always had that option but he didn't want to run unless he absolutely had to. Finally, he heard footsteps and turned with a start. "Alecto?" he asked, hearing the steps before the person came into view.