First spell, mayfield_rpg, This isn't the life I went to bed with last night

[true_marauder]

A [Location: 5721 Cunningham Road, Action, locked to not!family (Basini and Shilo)]

[Something was terribly wrong, and though he didn't know what, he could feel the wrongness even before he opened his eyes.  It wasn't that he was in a strange bed; in the past months he'd spent more time on couches and at temporary lodgings then he had in his room at

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[phone]

[true_marauder]

Harry? [Of all the voices he might expect, Harry's was not one of them]

Something is very wrong about this place. It's not just that it's a muggle town.

We're trapped? Who is we Harry?

[phone]

[true_marauder]

I'm not missing anything of value other than my wand [the benefit of owning very little, he supposed) but I can't even manage a lumos.

[It was almost embarrassing to admit, though he knew it was nothing he had done. But he'd taught at Hogwarts, and now he had no magic.]

James? And Lily? Here?

[phone]

[true_marauder]

[Scars aren't things you consciously think about often, but when Harry mentions his Remus raises a hand to his cheek, and finds his are gone as well. Merlin.]

That must have been something of a shock. For both of you.