billyw (billyw) wrote in platform_zero, @ 2016-09-30 18:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | bill weasley, molly weasley |
WHO: Bill & Molly I
WHAT: Welcome to Delphine's playground
WHEN: 30th September
WHERE: Bill's cabin
STATUS: In progress
Dad! Bill knew everything was wrong before he even opened his eyes. The bed was too comfortable, hadn't he fallen asleep in a chair? He tried to keep as still as possible and took long, deep breaths. If someone was waiting for him to wake he didn't want to alert them until he had a sense of where he was. He took note of the smells, disappointed to realise the air lacked the sanitised scent of St. Mungo's. There were no voices nearby to offer clues about where he was, just a faint shushing sound coming from beyond the walls.
His long fingers slowly drifted up to his wand holster, only to find the holster wasn't there and neither was his wand. Well, shit. Bill opened his eyes just a crack and scanned the room for any enemies before sitting up and having a proper look around. Being in a strange bed was the least of his worries, that had certainly happened enough before, but it was usually preempted by too much firewhiskey.
"That's the fucking ocean right there," he whispered in disbelief. He took stock of the pristine decor, the giant sliding doors, and the strange shushing noise. I'm on a damn boat, he observed. He stared down at the quilt, hoping his wand would materialise, but instead he caught sight of a small book and a pamphlet. Bill snatched both of them up quickly and scanned the brochure a few times. "May as well be written in Swahili," he grumbled as opened up the book instead.
The following hour passed both too quickly and way too slowly. Bill wasn't absolutely sure he hadn't cracked completely as he slipped a tiny scrap of paper under the door like his mum had suggested. Yes, he had definitely gone loopy. He just hoped his signal wouldn't be spotted by the Death Eaters before help could come.