RP: Felix & Alastor
Who: Felix Dearborn & Alastor Moody Where: Moody's second home office When: September 13th, 2025 Summary: Felix wonders if Alastor can help him out.
Felix was still very confused.
He had woken up this morning feeling even more foggy about where he was and why he was there than he had last night and it had been five minutes before he had gotten it straight in his head. It was 2025, there was a war on and he was stuck at Hogwarts with a bunch of people, most of whom he didn't know. The bright point was that Caradoc was back and was very much as Felix remembered him which was good... Better than good. He was pretty sure Caradoc's presence was the only reason he wasn't panicking.
Once he'd gotten dressed and had breakfast, he headed downstairs to find Alastor Moody, one of the three men running the entire operation here at Hogwarts. He had come across the man occasionally in the Ministry before being sent abroad in '67 but didn't know him all that well. Even at school, Alastor was three years below him and they hadn't had too much in the way of interaction.
Finding his office, he knocked on the door and waited to be shown in. Caradoc had said that Alastor was one of the eldest returnees from their age group, however, which gave Felix a glimmer of hope. Maybe he could shed some light on what the hell he had been up to for the last fifty years.