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hermoniny ([info]hermoniny) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-31 21:19:00

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Entry tags:!status: incomplete, ^date: november 14 2003, character: hermione granger, character: ron weasley

WHO: Ron and Hermione
WHAT: Collecting Harry's things from his place
WHERE: Ron's flat followed by Harry's flat
WHEN: Nov 14, a little after 5pm
RATING: PG-13 in case of language



Hermione was fully healed finally, though still a bit stiff in the arm, but nothing she couldn't deal with. And she'd finally heard back from her parents and found out everything was fine on their end. She had replied suggesting they extend their stay in Australia until things settled down in England. She doubted they'd be thrilled about it, but she didn't care as long as they were safe. She'd send Ron off to stay with them if she thought she could get away with it, especially after his run in with that murderer, but she knew that would never happen. Still, even with that slight relief, she wasn't having a wonderful day. They needed to go to Harry's flat and get his things, and she knew that there was a very strong chance that when they got there she'd burst into tears anew, which for Ron's sake she did not want to do.

First thing was first though, getting Ron. Because she couldn't do this by herself, as much as she would like to be able to, because even though Harry had been her best friend, he and Ron had always shared a bond that she could never share with either of them. Not necessarily stronger, but different, and she'd always respected that, and still did. She had her own bond with both of them, so there was no problem, but she wondered if Ron was ready for this. They didn't really have a choice of course, because the landlord was threatening to throw things out on the curb before much longer. So it wasn't exactly something she was looking forward to, but it needed to be done.

She reached Ron's flat and knocked on the door. She waited for it to be answered, and smiled a sad little smile at him when he answered. "Hello," she said. "There's something we need to do if you have the time for it this afternoon." Better to just jump right into why she was really there than beat around the bush, it would just make it harder in the end, and she would feel like she was lying to him if she made him think she had come for some other reason.



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[info]pandoramods
2012-02-12 03:47 am UTC (link)
Inside the compartment was a variety of objects and pictures, from the snitch inherited from Dumbledore to an image of a stolen moment between Harry and Ginny.

Atop the rest, however, was a single scroll that at first glance looked like any other scroll, but when opened, featured a coded language that was like nothing else. The scroll was so embedded with magic that it practically pulsed with it.

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[info]hermoniny
2012-02-12 04:43 am UTC (link)
Hermione stepped up next to him to look into the compartment. The old snitch from their travels looking for Horcruxes zipped out, suddenly freed, and hovered in the air in front of her. She reached out and plucked it out of the air, and the wings folded in. She could still see the note scrawled in the gold "I open at the close". They had wondered so much at what it had meant. Wondered what could be inside. None of it mattered anymore. Still, Hermione remembered what a comfort it had been to Harry, how when it had been the two of them alone in teh woods he had always had it right by him, and it was strangely a comfort to her now, just knowing that.

She looked back in at the other things, things she had expected to see, and one thing she hadn't. "What is that?" she asked, pointing at a strange scroll positioned on top of the rest of his things. It was strange, not that she thought she should know that just by looking at a rolled up scroll. But there was something about it that felt strange on sight.

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