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George Lass aka Millie Hager (notgivingashit) wrote in mirage_rpg,

George followed Tonks pointing, and made a point to go over to that building as soon as she could move. No idea why she couldn't, but apparently her legs were not keen on it; probably from being buried in snow.

She saw Tonks approaching but didn't move. The girl didn't look harmful, far from it, anyway. She took the stick she'd been playing with and tapped George on the shoulder with it; and suddenly, George was very much room temperature - a warm room.

It shouldn't feel weird to George, after all, she too was of the realm of unbelievable things, and she existed. However, the concept of magic still didn't compute with George's brain.

"That was...?" She asked, walking alongside Tonks towards the main building - now she could feel her own feet. "I'm... uh..." George thought twice about which name she would tell Tonks, but she decided on George. As usual. "George." She said, simply.