[ Molly's lying on her bed at the moment, wand clutched tightly in one hand. It's almost as though she was just in the middle of doing some spell or something. Perhaps that was what turned on the video feed. She lets out a slight groan and pulls herself up. ]

Harry... Harry! [ And now her voice is a bit strangled as she attempts to leap from the bed ( Read more... )

[muttered]

Well this is certainly different. I'm quite certain I've never seen a room like this. It appears to have a few of the touches of home, but something is different. This isn't the room I fell asleep in.

[Louder, as though she's trying to make her voice heard through a wall or maybe out into the hallway]

Ron, Fred, George...? Ginny, Arthur?

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