War Is Coming Communications.

[Enjolras]

Shall we talk more about how much you've changed, mon ami?

I won't be treated like one of your causes.

Is it meant to be this hot here? I've never felt heat before

Something about being here has changed us. Well. Me, at least.

Are you still here?

You better still be here.  I haven't punched you yet.

It doesn't feel like this is the seal sending a lot of people home. When Much was gone so were most of his belongings. All of Marian's things are still here. This has to be something different.

Do we know how many people have been taken?

I just want to make sure that everyone here gets this message.  Just in case you don't all read Agent Romanoff's Natasha's post.

They're coming. The angels are coming for you.

But listen. Your life could very well depend on this. Don't Blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back, don't turn away. And don't blink.

Because, that is where we are.  The Weeping Angel House in the Doctor Who verse.  They're everywhere.  If you see an angel statue.  Hell, any statue don't look away from it.  It will send you back in time, where it can feed on your time energy.

Please be careful.  And, lets all organise a place to meet up.

Helloooooo!!!  This is The Doctor!

And guys, guys!  We're in Hogwarts!  Isn't this brilliant?

But, I wanted to check who else we had here from Lawrence.  So, sound off guys and girls.  Which houses are you all in?

I'm in Ravenclaw.  I'd have always thought Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw also works.

Also,  lessons.  What lessons do you all have?

I had potions this morning.  And I have flying this afternoon!  I get to learn to fly a broom!

Oh, and we should organise a trip to Hogsmeade!!!

There is no way my life just got this awesome.

So I went by the Warehouse. I have no idea where they are but Claudia and Hatter are gone, too. Aiden was just chilling in his playpen looking none too pleased.

So now I have two toddlers running around getting into everything.

On top of that, the Kent farm is deserted. And I am not milking cows. Anyone left behind want to make a few bucks as a temporary farmhand? Otherwise I'll hire someone. Because no. City girl, born and raised. Well. Born might be a bit of an exaggeration.