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sirius_is_a_dog

022 Written

Dec 21, 2011 15:54

[Private to Merope]

Merope, this is Sirius Black. I know we've sort-of met already, but that was a bit strange and all, being brother and sister, and being Muggles, and not being truly ourselves.

I don't know if anyone has explained to you how things work here. I've been assigned to help you.

post-breach, warden time, my inmate gave birth to voldemort, merope gaunt

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washerlocket December 21 2011, 21:49:45 UTC

Assigned to me?

sirius_is_a_dog December 21 2011, 23:25:07 UTC

I'm your Warden. Has anyone talked to you about Warden and Inmate pairings?

washerlocket December 21 2011, 23:27:31 UTC

You are supposed to help me.

I do not understand why I'm here.

sirius_is_a_dog December 21 2011, 23:32:19 UTC

I didn't understand why I was here, either, when I arrived. I was an Inmate, like you.

Can we meet and talk?

washerlocket December 21 2011, 23:34:26 UTC

We're talking here.

sirius_is_a_dog December 21 2011, 23:51:58 UTC

No, we're writing here.

washerlocket December 21 2011, 23:54:11 UTC

It is the same.

sirius_is_a_dog December 22 2011, 00:25:34 UTC

It really isn't.

Let me know when you're ready to meet and talk. We've already met and had dinner and been siblings. It really shouldn't be that difficult to meet again.

washerlocket December 22 2011, 12:10:37 UTC

Outside?

sirius_is_a_dog December 22 2011, 18:11:45 UTC

Outside is fine. Up on the deck?

washerlocket December 22 2011, 19:28:07 UTC

Yes. But close to the wall.

sirius_is_a_dog December 25 2011, 16:53:05 UTC

I will meet you close to the wall in ten minutes.

washerlocket December 26 2011, 00:40:03 UTC

[And ten minutes later, Merope was sitting on the ground on the deck, her back against the wall. She had curled in on herself, watching the door intently and being worried about what was going to happen.]

Spam sirius_is_a_dog December 30 2011, 03:07:12 UTC

[Sirius purposefully let Merope arrive first, because he thought she might be more comfortable being able to choose the spot and watch him approach. He was far more nervous than he would have cared to admit as he paused outside the door and steeled himself, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He could do this. He had to do this. She was Voldemort's mother, but that was only one facet.

There was so much within her file that could be found, in one variation or another, within his own.

He opened his eyes and opened the door, slowly, making no sudden movements. He approached Merope, but stopped at a slight distance. He crouched down and smiled slightly. A genuine smile, nothing fake or overly saccharine.]

Hello, Merope. Thank you for meeting me.

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