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Lucy Spinks (addingvalue) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus Finnigan. The name rang a vague bell among Lucy's memories, though she hadn't thought anything of the name when it had only been a pub. There had been few enough students in her schoolyear at Hogwarts that Lucy could recall most of their names, if she tried. There'd been far fewer than in her busy Sheffield primary school. Seamus Finnigan, Gryffindor. She nodded, she could picture him - shortish with blond curls. "I think he was in my year." Could he have sent the journal? But how would he have known where she lived? And why would he bother, they had never talked beyond 'pass the watering can' as far as Lucy could remember.

She forced herself to snap back from memories that had been undisturbed for years. Did she want to go to this pub? Was Seamus still in touch with others from their year? With Susan and Hannah, Ernie and Justin? Lucy's heart lifted a little at the thought. They'd been her friends and she'd always felt bad that she'd never sent word she was okay, but she'd got rid of her owl when she was banned from school, not wanting to attract attention. She looked up at the woman who'd crashed into her. "Could you point me in the right direction? You looked like you were in a hurry before."

She didn't want to delay this stranger any further, but couldn't hold back from murmuring. "It's brain?" with a slight not of alarm. She hadn't thought the journals were sentient.