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We've been contacted by another resistance group.
I should back up. Dora was approached this evening at the shop by a man claiming to be a runaway muggleborn needing a place to hide. Dora settled him into that building across the way, and minutes later Beth came in -- er, I should add that Beth is a woman we know from the beer garden. A regular, and someone we've known for a while to be sympathetic.
Beth warned us that the man who'd come in earlier was part of a 'sting' operation to trap us into disloyalty. We went across the way and sure enough -- he had a wand, and attacked us the moment we came in. He underestimated Padfoot, fortunately, and we subdued him. We had enough time before his friends arrived to ask him a few questions, and get his confirmation of what Beth had told us.
Fortunately, it wasn't MLE after us -- just that horrid group of vigilantes that call themselves the Watch. We Obliviated the man when we heard them coming, played dumb, and told them he'd asked us for help and we'd done our best to subdue him so that one of us could fetch MLE to turn him in. How fortuitous their arrival! Etc. They took him off, and we went back to the shop for a chat with Beth. Or at least, Dora and I chatted with Beth. Padfoot listened.
She's in a group that's smuggling muggleborns out of the camps and into free settlements. She was hoping we'd be willing to help out with a safe house. We told her yes, of course; we were eager to help. Moreover, we told her we might be able to help with safe houses further along the route -- we'd need to know where she needed them.
We didn't tell her about the Order, we didn't tell her our dog was Sirius Black, and we didn't tell her I'm a werewolf. Although she's clearly rather suspicious that I'm hiding something, she seems to think I might be hiding the fact that I myself am an escaped muggleborn. Oh, she'd also noticed we aren't living at the shop anymore, and thought her people might also be able to help us there.
Her group wants to provide someone to help us with the shop and the beer garden. If we're going to work with these people, we'll need to think about exactly what we're going to tell them, and what we're going to hide. I have to admit we could use a bit of extra help; we get a good crowd most nights. It's difficult to keep up.
I should back up. Dora was approached this evening at the shop by a man claiming to be a runaway muggleborn needing a place to hide. Dora settled him into that building across the way, and minutes later Beth came in -- er, I should add that Beth is a woman we know from the beer garden. A regular, and someone we've known for a while to be sympathetic.
Beth warned us that the man who'd come in earlier was part of a 'sting' operation to trap us into disloyalty. We went across the way and sure enough -- he had a wand, and attacked us the moment we came in. He underestimated Padfoot, fortunately, and we subdued him. We had enough time before his friends arrived to ask him a few questions, and get his confirmation of what Beth had told us.
Fortunately, it wasn't MLE after us -- just that horrid group of vigilantes that call themselves the Watch. We Obliviated the man when we heard them coming, played dumb, and told them he'd asked us for help and we'd done our best to subdue him so that one of us could fetch MLE to turn him in. How fortuitous their arrival! Etc. They took him off, and we went back to the shop for a chat with Beth. Or at least, Dora and I chatted with Beth. Padfoot listened.
She's in a group that's smuggling muggleborns out of the camps and into free settlements. She was hoping we'd be willing to help out with a safe house. We told her yes, of course; we were eager to help. Moreover, we told her we might be able to help with safe houses further along the route -- we'd need to know where she needed them.
We didn't tell her about the Order, we didn't tell her our dog was Sirius Black, and we didn't tell her I'm a werewolf. Although she's clearly rather suspicious that I'm hiding something, she seems to think I might be hiding the fact that I myself am an escaped muggleborn. Oh, she'd also noticed we aren't living at the shop anymore, and thought her people might also be able to help us there.
Her group wants to provide someone to help us with the shop and the beer garden. If we're going to work with these people, we'll need to think about exactly what we're going to tell them, and what we're going to hide. I have to admit we could use a bit of extra help; we get a good crowd most nights. It's difficult to keep up.
Private Message to Sirius Black
Merlin.
I'm turning red just thinking about it, but I've got to ask while I've got my nerve up.
Danny Houster, you remember Danny? The little Muggle boy Frank and I found while we were setting up Moddey Dhoo? He was about ten back then, near as we can figure. Regardless, he's not so little any more.
Well. I think he might be in his very first relationship with one of the young people we brought back from the Cup.
Richard.
And I know what sort of talk I'd give if he started seeing Jacinda or Tricia, about how to be safe and responsible, but I have no earthly idea if there's other sorts of things I'd need to talk about now, or whether he'd need a talk at all, but this is very new for him and he's very special to me and he's grown up but in many ways he's got a lot to learn and I don't want to
I was wondering if you could send him an owl?
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What?
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And he was on The Hopeful during one of the runs you were on, I think. He's awfully quiet though, so I'm not sure he made much of an impression and bother. I'm sorry.
I'm just sort of at loose ends.
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I just ....
Didn't you know? Already?
And
Bloody Erebus, Allie. Me? Why me, of all people? What could I tell him he hasn't already figured out for himself, then?
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I don't mind your asking, truly.
I just
I mean to say
I'm not exactly a role-model.
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I was telling Frank, I thought he was just shy around girls is all.
I thought
Well, I thought that I didn't know what he'd need, and you might know something more.
That's all.
And he's a Muggle so he can't do any spells or things, but Richard's learning fairly well so he could do enough for the two of them but I don't know if they even need anything like that at all in the same way, and you don't have to pass anything along I just thought if there was anything to pass
Bother.
I'm sorry.
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It's just. He's, what, 21 now? Merlin, I was - well, I'd already been making up for lost time in muggle clubs for nearly four years at that point. And Muggle clubs in the 1970s, well. Protection wasn't really on anyone's mind.
This Richard bloke. D'you reckon he was a virgin before Danny, as well? Or might he already know his way 'round the farm, if you take my meaning.
I know you raised him but he's a man grown, Allie. Bloody awkward way to strike up a conversation: 'Hey, your adoptive mum thinks you need lessons in shirt-lifting.'
Look. You tell him you've asked me and if he or Richard have any questions, they can write to me, all right? No taking the piss, no larking about it, I promise I'll give them real answers. Okay? But I'm not just going to write out of the blue because that'll just traumatise the little
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I'll tell him what you said.
Thank you.