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[little_asp]

With a thump, there is a new arrival in the mansion, falling out of mid-air into the main room, and thinking that he oughtn't have entered that particular doorway. He's not sure what happened, but he's hoping that he won't get in trouble for it, it's only his second week at Hogwarts after all

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[earnedaplace]

*reaches out a hand and ruffles his hair* Hey, kid.

[little_asp]

He tries to evade the hand, but smiles all the same. "'lo Teddy."

[earnedaplace]

"What are you doing here? You're meant to be at school."

[little_asp]

He winces a little, "Um, I have a pass?"

[metamorphette]

Tonks (who is giving up on any pretense of having any occupation or reason to be in the Mansion's front rooms) frowns. "Don't tell me, kid, you're lost and looking for Hogwarts, right?"

[little_asp]

He frowns, "No." Although the uniform might tell lie to his words.

[metamorphette]

She grins. "So you're just wearing those school robes for kicks, is it? What's your name, kid?"

[little_asp]

He lifts his chin, "Albus." People usually make a fuss of him once they hear his surname, so he doesn't give it, "Who're you?"

[phoenix_wand]

All these kids running around looking like him...! Well, it's no weirder than that Polyjuice incident about a year ago.

Harry doesn't say anything, but just stands, staring rather bemusedly at the oddly familiar little boy,

[little_asp]

He'll frown at Harry, recognising him, but at the same time, not recognising him. "... Dad?"

[phoenix_wand]

"What? No!" Harry almost laughs, shaking his head quickly. "No, I'm no one's dad. Sorry, I don't know where your father is."

[little_asp]

"Oh, sorry, you just look like him then." He wrinkles his nose as he looks at those glasses, it has to be him... "I'm Albus, anyway." He says, and sticks out a hand.

[glacianbitch]

Because the typist is mean, Karla will come popping probably out of nowhere and give him a wicked grin. "Rather a lot of people today, aren't there? Makes things more interesting." Her hair is rather messier than usual, spiked out in all directions. She probably looks a tad crazy.

[little_asp]

He'll continue his slow sidle to the door. "I'm sorry, this isn't your house is it?"

[glacianbitch]

She laughs. "No. I don't think it rightly belongs to anyone." She glances toward the doorway. "Going somewhere?" She asks mildly.

[little_asp]

"... I thought it was someone's house. Didn't want to trespass." But now that it's been established that it doesn't belong to anyone, he looks around interestedly.

[loonyradish]

"Hello," Luna waves rather cheerfully from the couch she's currently perched on. "Are you lost?"

[little_asp]

"I think I might be if the door doesn't open back up..." he looks up in the air from whence he came before turning to look at the other. "You're Luna Lovegood, aren't you? You've been around to dinner before, but you're normally older..."

[loonyradish]

"Am I?" She replies, without a hint of concern. "I don't remember being older, but I suppose I could have been sleepwalking, or it could be a side-effect of this place. Who are you, then?"

[little_asp]

He nods. "You are. And I'm Albus Potter, but I suppose you don't remember me."