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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

"Rolf Scamander." Ginny frowned, trying to recall if they would have met, but honestly, events of 2006 were lost to her. Hell, events of 2010 were lost on her, some days. Maybe that had been just before, or just after or ... "I think ... you met him, but ... maybe not. I can't think linearly." Or at all, really, but asking her to remember when Neville met Rolf was like asking her to remember something from when she was two.

"So there's a building, for people like us, and no one knows where it came from, and we're all just ... all right with this?" Ginny's frown deepened slightly. She wasn't sure what she thought about that, but if people had been living in it for ... however long, who was she to question it? It was a place to live, wasn't it? Somewhere to get help until she could get home.

Because she would get home. Her jaw clenched and her eyes shone with defiance as she fixed her gaze on the distant building.