Who: Jane Potter and Sirilla Black 2-SWAP What: Talking? Flipping Out? OMG THERE ARE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE THIS. When: Monday, 7 May; EARLY morning after the full moon Where: Theta Unit-004 Warnings: Angst??? Status: Threaded, Incomplete
There was one thing Jane never was: silent. On the way back to her room with Padfoot in tow, though, she was silent. What had just happened—besides a crazy awesome Marauder Full Moon Party that Jane had no idea how it could even exist—and if this wasn't a Halloween trick produced by her best mates then what the hell was it and would she be home in a few hours to take care of Luke and Hannah?
They reached Jane's room and it took more energy than she had left to jump backward to lay atop her bed, propped up by her elbows but she did it, anyway. "Alright, Pads, spill. First you're all blubbery and huggy and, I mean, not complaining about your hugs, I love them. Then we meet up with Renee and there are about a bazillion other people there that are supposedly us but not us? Where are we and who are they and oh my Godric I'm kind of fit as a bloke, right?"
She grinned at that and kicked off her shoes. "Luke and Hannah aren't here, are they?"