Characters: Harry, anyone
Time: morning, sometime vaguely during the loops and the skinwalker funtimes.
Location: The Magical Bean of Transportation
Content: Chicago gains another Harry. Buildings beware.
Format: either~!
Warnings: HP7 spoilers?
Harry had spoken too soon. It was almost inevitable, having been who he was and thinking he was done with trouble finding him. Dazedly, he looked around not recognizing any of his surroundings, having no idea how he had gotten there. There hadn't been any of the usual hook feeling from a portkey, and it was impossible to apparate from Hogwarts.
He gave a quiet groan that quickly morphed into a yawn and he rubbed his burning eyes, attempting to massage the ache out. Couldn't whatever had just happened at least waited until after he slept for a few days? He gave another yawn, before glancing around. Might as well find out where he was and find a place to rest. There would be time to panic later, preferably when he wasn't aching with exhaustion.