023 - Harry Potter and the Fourth Wall Redux [Action?]

[cruxofapotter]

[The street outside the corner of the village near house 26 is crowded. It's unusually crowded and incredibly noisy to boot. Harry is standing on the porch, scanning the wingless crowds rather skeptically. He has a bad feeling about this

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[withoutheroics]

[This...really isn't that unusual to him. Maybe a little, but seeing all of these people with wings isn't scaring him as much as it should be, and Draco seems relatively calm for a 16-year-old boy wandering in the snow. He adjusts his tie carefully though and he's moving slowly, glancing over his shoulder every now and again. He seems to be on a mission though, and soon he's approaching the porch of house 26, standing down and looking at the dark-haired boy.]

...funny choice of a meeting place, but it might be safer this way, don't you agree?

[withoutheroics]

You act as though I wasn't mental to begin with.

[cruxofapotter]

I knew that much already. This is... a different sort of mental.

[withoutheroics]

What's so bad about it anyway?

[cruxofapotter]

What, aside from the dampening of magic, random kidnappings, strange experiments, and torture? Not much, to be honest.

[withoutheroics]

...does all of that really happen here? You didn't exactly mention it in those details.

[cruxofapotter]

We never really got around to that. Right now all sort of people are showing up, and I'm not sure if it's an experiment or what.

[withoutheroics]

Who else have you seen here that shouldn't be?

[cruxofapotter]

Voldemort, Ginny, the Weasley twins, Mrs. Weasley, and... a nose of some sort.

[withoutheroics]

...a nose?

Voldemort?!

[cruxofapotter]

Yes! Bellatrix, too. None of them seemed to know where they were.

[withoutheroics]

How long did they speak with you?

[cruxofapotter]

Not very long. I was afraid something might happen, but nothing did. [At that, he looks very tired. Voldemort showing up at his house again is the shit of nightmares.]

[withoutheroics]

So where are they now?

[cruxofapotter]

I don't know. [Though he's glancing around for them. His head still hurts vaguely.]

[withoutheroics]

We should go somewhere they won't find us.