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Jayne Dough (jayne_dough) wrote in pandorarpg,

Jayne rarely went out among the Muggles in her area, as she had become terribly dependent on her magic over the years. She felt naked without the use of her wand, and the restrictions she had to place upon herself were too many for her own liking. As she thought this, she felt a hum of agreement from the back of her mind. Pandora wasn't fond of Muggles.

She put on a cloak and a scarf, and decided her best bet was to take a relaxing walk in Hogsmeade. Pandora was right, she'd shut herself away too long and she needed some fresh air. A quick Apparition later, and she was standing outside the Silver Cauldron.

She strolled down the nearly empty street. It was early Sunday morning, and none of the shops were open yet. Some of the eateries might, those that served breakfast, as well as certain other businesses. She stopped by the Owl Post office and sent off a quick note to her parents, then made another stop at Johnny's for a coffee and muffin.

Finally, she was beginning to feel normal again.

She was seated on the bench at the side of the road, watching people pass as she plucked at her muffin. There, a family of five passed in their Sunday best, apparently on their way to church after having a nice breakfast in town. And there, a young lady who looked barely old enough to be out of school was hurrying along, a large bag tucked up under her arm. Next was an older man, handsome with a serious look upon his face, quite well-dressed and obviously intent on his business...

"Him."

A shiver ran down her leg. Not again, not another one.

"We must. He has one. I can almost taste it."

Jayne wanted to protest again, but quickly found her body no longer under her control. She retreated, knowing there was no use fighting. She only wished she didn't have to watch what was no doubt going to happen.