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Professor Neville Longbottom (profplant) wrote in silverage,

"E-Earth that was? You're on Earth. This isn't a re-enactment. What does that mean, that ta thing?" He was getting nervous, almost unconsciously stepping backwards as she became more obviously upset. She must be a new arrival. But she was also still a woman- a pretty woman, and she was sad and confused, and- "I'm sorry? This is- this is New York City in America, in the year 1964."

Her face crumpled, and so did he. "Look, I'm- I'm Neville Longbottom. What's your name? Can I get you something? Something that isn't a coil or a- a comm link? How did you get from here to a ship? From a ship to here, I mean?" He didn't understand most of what she was saying, but he felt bad for her- he was probably the worst person to run into when you first landed. Ginny was one thing, he could explain things in terms he knew she'd understand. But this girl- he didn't even know where- or when it was possible for her to have come from.