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Who: Lily and Harry Potter!
What: A reunion of sorts!
When: Early in the morning! Like...eight am?
Where: the police station
Rating: O for OH EM GEE
It was not the best two days for Lily Potter. She'd been plucked out of her (albeit rather stressful) timeline and into one which was not exactly stressful but full of things which she didn't understand. Lily had met Hermione, her son Harry's friend, and after parting from her, searched about for James. If she found James, she'd be able to find Harry, because of course they couldn't be far apart. However, despite her sending of her Patronus as well as asking about at the hotel, all she could find out was that yes, James Potter had been here, but they hadn't seen him in a few days thank you very much. Apparently that was not as alarming to the hotel staff as it was to Lily, but perhaps James had just popped back to England and had come to visit Harry here. She still couldn't wrap her head around the idea that they were all in Canada and that Harry was 25 (when by all means, he should be turning thirty in a month's time), and that she was stuck alone in it all. It was bollocks. So after getting a room at the hotel, (they had been kind enough to offer, after all) and a change of clothes (thank Merlin), Lily was all set to meet this mysterious Harry. She certainly hoped that he was her son, but if it were her Harry, why wouldn't he be more outright about it?
It was barely eight am when Lily entered the police station. After she'd glanced at the map in the hotel, it was easy enough to find. "Hullo?" she called cautiously as she walked in, surveying the building.
What: A reunion of sorts!
When: Early in the morning! Like...eight am?
Where: the police station
Rating: O for OH EM GEE
It was not the best two days for Lily Potter. She'd been plucked out of her (albeit rather stressful) timeline and into one which was not exactly stressful but full of things which she didn't understand. Lily had met Hermione, her son Harry's friend, and after parting from her, searched about for James. If she found James, she'd be able to find Harry, because of course they couldn't be far apart. However, despite her sending of her Patronus as well as asking about at the hotel, all she could find out was that yes, James Potter had been here, but they hadn't seen him in a few days thank you very much. Apparently that was not as alarming to the hotel staff as it was to Lily, but perhaps James had just popped back to England and had come to visit Harry here. She still couldn't wrap her head around the idea that they were all in Canada and that Harry was 25 (when by all means, he should be turning thirty in a month's time), and that she was stuck alone in it all. It was bollocks. So after getting a room at the hotel, (they had been kind enough to offer, after all) and a change of clothes (thank Merlin), Lily was all set to meet this mysterious Harry. She certainly hoped that he was her son, but if it were her Harry, why wouldn't he be more outright about it?
It was barely eight am when Lily entered the police station. After she'd glanced at the map in the hotel, it was easy enough to find. "Hullo?" she called cautiously as she walked in, surveying the building.