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[dragonofgrey]

Characters: Draco, anybody who runs into the wizard
Time: Early evening
Location: The Bean
Content: Cue one confused, sort of ex-Death Eater wizard arriving in the city.
Format: Prose or poster's choice
Notes:  Multiple threads welcome
Warnings: Fantastical bigotry

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[thisoneis]

It was a place that was less then kind to people who used any sort of magic, or so Granny had heard. She wasn't at all sure that she trusted the people who'd said it one whit, of course, and she wasn't about to let what they'd said get in the way of her doing things but it was what they had said. Everything else that had happened had just been another story. One of the older ones. Darkness and light and power.

And mirrors, somewhere in it. That was the irritating part. They'd all been too damned focused on everything else. It'd serve them right if it turned out to have been important. For not asking her opinion on the damned mirror magic. But no, they'd had to be blind fools about it.

The fact that no one could have known that she knew about the perils of mirror magic didn't stop her. Even after this long she hadn't quite gotten used to the idea that no one here seemed to understand what a witch was and that was most likely the reason that had driven her out to the place she'd arrived. Where one person had shown up, more

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Draco meanwhile scowled. How was he was supposed to go home if somebody placed a non-Apparating charm about the area? He held his wand out again before him to get another good look.

He then blinked at the person approaching. It actually looked a bit like Headmaster McGonagall from here.

[thisoneis]

Of course. It had to be a wizard. The place was already too full of them and here was another. Still, Granny didn't blink in the slightest at the light of the wand. Not being able to see the person on the other end of spell was slightly inconvenient, but no matter. She'd had worse pointed at her.

The light did catch the attention of the cat draped across her shoulders, however, and she turned her head in Draco's direction as well, eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"You'll want to point that somewhere else," Granny commented, with a tone of voice that suggested that it would be best to obey.

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Clearly not the Headmaster if those eerie glowing eyes were any indication, but the elder witch certainly sounded like her. He scowled more before finally lowering the wand to his side after dismissing the charm.

"Where is this? Is there an non-Apparating spell in place?"

[thisoneis]

Good. The boy had the sense to listen at the very least. How far it would stretch, she didn't trust, but she'd never taken kindly to people. Especially strangers. But she'd do the best she could to answer the question at hand. The fact that she hadn't the slightest idea what one of the words he'd used meant didn't mean a thing. She had the general idea, and she wasn't about to let to not knowing something.

"It's where you ain't supposed to be," Granny answered. "Some damned fools though we'd make better weapons then anything they already had."

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Draco rolled his eyes at that, "Marvelous. A war just ended back home so of course somebody had the mad idea to send me here."

[thisoneis]

"Bring you here," Granny corrected. "No one's being sent."

Mind it would have been nicer if they had been but life wasn't nice. It was true on the Disc, and it was just as true here. The only thing one could do was make the most of things while they came.

[dragonofgrey]

"Brought me here. Right, only it's some mad Muggle looking place."

Draco grumbled some, and turned to look for a place to go.

"I suppose a safe place would be too much to hope for then?"

[thisoneis]

Granny give Draco a stern look at that. Places, there most certainly were; you could hardly move about without running into another one. How many of them were safe, on the other hand, wasn't something she'd stopped to think about.

"I hears there's safe places about."

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He ignored the look even if that reminded him again of that professor. She always did like to give him harsh marks in Transfigurations.

"Not far from here then?"

[thisoneis]

"I've walked farther," Granny admitted after another moment of stony silence. True, that wasn't exactly hard, given her own standards and habits, but she figured what he didn't know wasn't going to kill him.

Not yet, anyway, and that was the most important thing.