Doors

Do preexisting connections or forged connections, courtesy of the hotel, make up the majority of the fraternizing? It seems most know most.

[Ashleigh D]

I was on my way out but I saw the rose. Got a new admirer, Ash?



[Public]

So, shows here, worth it or not? There's some water show here at the Wynn, but I can't say I've been to a lot of shows.

[Locked to Dex M]

My sister's hosting something on Thursday. I'm cooking. You coming?

[Locked to Michael K]

Are you open Thursday?

[Public]

They're playing carols in the market. Before Black Friday.

[Public, trusting the right people will respond. Following this.]

What the hell is going on?

[Public]

My childhood memories of curling up with a Harry Potter novel are forever tainted.

[Very late a night after the news goes public; locked separately.]
Carrow's gone.

ETA: [Lily P]
How are you feeling about your healing spells?

[Severus S]
Where are you?

The squib kids came all the way out of London and down the tracks of the Express. Trail stops in Hogsmeade. Can't pick up any trace after that. No muggle kidnapping, that's for sure.

I have to get back through the door soon. Somebody better pick up around here and try to figure out why anyone would kidnap them and bring them out here, where we are all looking for them.

[Public]

I think we're officially done with Aladdin.

[Lin A]

You make it through okay?

[Neil D]

How bad was the party?

[Michael K]

Your guy got in touch.

[Locked to Sirius B, James P and NymphaDora Tonks]

Did any of you have life-changing boat moments that I should be made aware of?

[locked to marina s]

Alright?

[locked to michael k]

Have fun?

I know you're here, you bloody idiot. Only you can have that much wind in you. What are you doing on the radio? I missed the

[Locked to Remus L]

I would like to talk to you, if you have the time.

[Locked to Lily E]

You are well?

[Begrudgingly Public]

James, I wish to apologise to you for my actions. They were uncalled for and born out of my anger and frustration. I do not expect that you will forgive me, but I am regretful of what I did.

That is all.

[After this.]

Sirius, he's talking about you, mate. Sounds like you've an admirer.

[Locked to Lily P]
Evans, be a dear and say hello. You have me, your darling husband, very worried.

[Sloppy.]

The good times just keep on fuckin come around here, huh?

[After learning about the most recent HP news, Harry reacts...like this! Visible only to James Potter, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and Draco Malfoy]

Hold me back. Merlin help me, hold me back. If it's Voldemort, and if he comes after any of you, hold me back, because I don't know what I'll do this time around. I thought I was done with it all, that I'd finally killed the man...though he changes it after a moment... bastard. And this starts up again. Hold me back, because I'm tempted to go straight to the Ministry with this. To make sure they know this time that Tom Riddle is Voldemort and that he's back. Because last time? They didn't believe me, not even when Cedric died in front of me. He died in front of me, and they didn't believe me when I said it was HIM. They only believed after Dumbledore...[Harry trails off, though there's spots of ink on the page, like he was visibly trying to control his reaction to everthing.]

[Added in later, almost as an afterthought, but it's once Harry finally calms down a bit to properly react]

Narcissa? Please tell me this isn't the work of Bellatrix. Not after I stood up on her behalf. First they go after those who look like myself, and my friends. Then someone...I'm hoping to hell wasn't my mother. I don't know if this is the work of Voldemort directly. I don't...he never did anything really like this himself. Usually sent his croonies after them.

Scrawled on parchment messily, after this: [Public]
What a show of skill, an attack on the defenseless, and a need hex them into allowing your name to dirty their mouths. You certainly have a way with people.

[Locked to MPP + Lily P]
Hell. We need to move fast.

[Locked to Harry P]
Are you safe?

[Locked to Narcissa B]
Tell me your sister was not behind this.

[Locked to Gabriel R]
Shall I tell you all about the dreadfully maudlin wedding? There wasn't one stormtrooper in attendance. Lucas would be appalled.

[Locked to Addy G]
Did you try the Butterbeer?

[Locked to Michael K]
Pretend to miss me terribly.

[Text to Deacon V]
Designer footwear check.

[Locked to Sirius & James]
[After this, scrawled angrily and messily and very un-Remusly.]

Did you allow Narcissa to remain at the cottage, give her your clothing, and tell her and Bellatrix to take the Shrieking Shack, James? Or was the last bit done on their own?

[As Molly W]

This is quite novel. Parchment that speaks back to you! I keep wondering what they'll come up with next. Pictures that you can have conversations with?

And has anyone seen my Arthur?

[Locked to MPP + Lily P]
Alright, blokes, what say you as to how we might go about resurrecting the Order in Dumbledore's absence? We know there are no rosters kept. Ought we reach out to those we knew, once upon a time, if they're not yet deceased? Or are we being stingy with our trust in regards to them as well?

[Potter lock]
Harry, I would like to discuss the Order with you. I have some questions about members.

[Locked to Narcissa B]
You've not taken the Mark yet, have you? You're awfully quiet.

[Locked to "Tonks"]
How do you feel about blood purists, Tonks, love?