Official Search Tent Headquarters
Date: Sunday, 12 November
Time: Set up by 7:00 a.m., will remain at the Wood's residence until Winifred is found.
Place: Set up just outside the Wood's cottage
Characters Involved: Anyone and Everyone who wishes to participate
( Because Merlin knows the Ministry can't be counted on to conduct the search properly! )
Time: Set up by 7:00 a.m., will remain at the Wood's residence until Winifred is found.
Place: Set up just outside the Wood's cottage
Characters Involved: Anyone and Everyone who wishes to participate
( Because Merlin knows the Ministry can't be counted on to conduct the search properly! )
Unaware of having looked unusually 'mussed', he had thought he'd seen to the state of his robes well enough. Granted, he had a goose-egg growing on the back of his head where he'd impacted the wall of the house with Wood's first blow, but he was oblivious to his appearance.
Nodding his agreement at her assessment of June's situation, he folded his arms over his chest, brow furrowed in concern.
"Yes, and she's less than an hour post-transformation. She oughtn't be out of her own bed. She's settled in the house, but she's exhausted. I won't pretend not to be concerned about her."
He cast a scowling glance toward the house.
"Wood's parents are, unsurprisingly, even more bigoted than he is. I was quite surprised not to see Gryffindor Power tattooed across their foreheads."
The sneer which accompanied the scowl caused the cut on his lip to reopen, and he swiped irritably at the drop of blood with his tongue.
At least he would fit right in with the Knockturn crowd he intended to visit!
"Yes. I have associates there of the less savoury variety - shocking, I'm sure. I wish to make inquiries."
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"June will be alright. She just needs a little rest. It might be a little hard with the circumstances, but a few hours of sleep, a few hours up, a few potions. Nothing natural rest won't cure, right? Maybe after she wakes up, before she gets to helping out, I can do her examination.
"Until then, could I maybe go with you? I feel so useless around here. I mean, unless you think I'd hinder the possibility of you finding something out... I just don't know what to say to Oliver. And I don't want to leave with a search party in case someone needs me here. At least with you, I know our... priorities are similar." 'Priorities', of course, meaning June. "That's most likely inappropriate, I'm sorry."
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"No, Ginvevra. I'm sorry, but it would not help the image were I to appear in company with the only Weasley daughter where I am going. You are too well known, as am I, and it is preferable for my purposes that I appear at odds with your 'side'."
He had no desire to mill about in this chaos waiting for Carson to have time to speak with him. The Auror was giving out directions at lightning speed - surely the crowd would thin eventually, to allow him to speak with the other man without so much risk of an audience.
"Come. I will take you to June, instead. I dare say she is feeling quite as helpless as yourself at the moment, and I think Wood was leaving the house with his parents - something about distribution of fliers."
Without really waiting for her to agree, he turned imperiously on his heel and swept back toward the house where he had left June less than quarter of an hour before.
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"We're here," they announced in unison, getting to the tent just as Snape was leaving.
"Where do you want us to start looking?" George asked.
"We can fly over the forest," Fred suggested in an unusually serious tone, "north, south... Where have people not looked yet?"
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