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May 10, 2007 15:57

Date/Time: Tuesday, 4 April / 7pm
Location: Grounds
Open To: James Sanford
Warnings: WHO KNOWS. It's James.

Andra frowned, her eyes scanning the Evening Prophet with concern. Things didn't look good for their world, and that slight edge-of-all-out-war they'd been on seemed to be ripped from underneath them. Things were sure to be dramatic and dangerous, now. No more toeing the line.

She'd been worried for a while now that the Aurors would be threatened again; that hadn't gone so well the first time, but what about now? Especially after that attack the week before. What if it was decided that the Aurors just weren't doing any good? She didn't want them sent away -- she'd feel more afraid than she did now.

Pushing the paper away, she stood and headed outside, determined to find James. Even though he should have been in his quarters, she knew he'd never follow a ridiculous rule like that -- so outside she went. He'd reassure her that things would be okay, he had like... insider Auror info. Or something. Anything would make her feel better at this point.

james sanford, andra owen

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