Fred Weasley (sonnerie) wrote in snitchers, @ 2017-10-09 09:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: fred weasley |
Who: Fred Weasley and open
What: Live test
Where: The warehouse? Unless that's been relocated?
When: Monday afternoon
Rating: Spooky
Fred apparated just outside the safehouse he knew most likely to have someone inside and started the slow walk up the road to the hidden location. He had a heavy backpack slung over one shoulder, and his hood pulled up over his hair. He'd grown tired of not seeing himself when he looked in the mirror, so he'd removed the last of the hair dye with his wand. The ginger felt right, but it wasn't the most surreptitious style to be rocking in these times. His demeanour had changed a lot lately, and even his closest friends would be forgiven for not recognising him from the way he held himself. He'd wanted so desperately not to isolate himself after Ivy had left, but it had happened anyway. No one understood. Not even George. Sympathy only got so far. The woman he'd loved had been threatened, coerced and destroyed. Now there was only a shell of her left, walking around as if it was perfectly normal. It was all he could think about. No, that was a lie. Revenge was the only thing he could think about. And revenge was the the thing he had planned. He hoisted the bag up a little. The gentle clink of little potion bottles was reassuring. His plan was two steps away from completion. Max would get what's coming to him. |