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[alt_evelyn]

Mum, dad, the Headmaster just wrote and what he was saying

He said he needed to drop off work, which is odd to begin with, but there wasn't any new work for me. Not until after hols.

It sounded just like what Professor Sinistra said he wrote when he was trying to get her to come down from the tower.

And Bellatrix Lestrange just wrote him.

I've given Neville a warning on the Galleons, the code we came up with for there being something dangerous at home, really dangerous, and I wrote him in the journals too, and if he were all right, he'd write back right away to tell me, I know he would, and he hasn't, and I have

I have this awful feeling about it.

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[alt_alice]

Come in. You and Augusta both. Come in now.

[alt_evelyn]

All right.

[alt_justin]

Evelyn,

Would it help if I thought up an excuse to write to him and see if I can find out what's going on?

I say, if Hydra's with her mother and she's mixed up with Neville...well, naturally Hydra will do her best to help him out of whatever misunderstanding has arisen, what.

Could they have more questions about Professor Sprout, perhaps?

-Justin

[alt_evelyn]

I don't know! I don't know what's going on. I don't know what's the right thing to do. And now Mum and Dad are gone--

He would have answered me if he could, Justin.

[alt_justin]

Let's not panic yet, what. He could be in a situation where he can't answer and yet not be in 'mortal peril,' as Mrs Weasley's clock puts it.

Professor Dolohov might be in a position to answer more easily, however.

-Justin

[alt_hermione]

No, Justin, don't.

I'm sorry but it's not a good idea. I mean, you wrote to him last time, didn't you? And while I'm sure you can make up a good excuse, it might just be too convenient, your always popping up just when there's a crisis, and in this case involving one of your mates. He might begin to suspect you've got a way to spy on him--or at the very least, some inside informaton.

I don't think you should risk it, really.

[alt_justin]

Hermione,

Yes, perhaps you're right. I was having trouble conceiving a credible reason to write just at this moment.

I say, it is maddening to do nothing, though.

-Justin

[alt_frank]

Fuck all. Alice and me are going out. To the house.

[alt_sirius]

Frank, do you want help?

[alt_frank]

Yeah. No idea what we'll be walking into. But Dolohov's there, yeah, I want backup.

[alt_sirius]

Right. On the way.

[alt_molly]

Oh, Evelyn.

[alt_kingsley]

Standing by, Alice, for whatever is needed.