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Who: Tonks and Charlie
Where: Starting at Hogwarts, at Tonks' quarters
When: Satuarday night
Why: You'll see...so, read on chappies

”TONKS! TONKS! Charlie banged on Tonk’s quarter’s door. “Hurry up!” Charlie sounded distraught and urgent.
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Jannat al-ma’wa (H.J. Potter, R.J. Lupin) ~ Part I

Location: Hogwarts grounds ~ lakeside
Time: Sunday, 13 Nov, 1997
Rating: If there were an “R” rating for Angst, this would have it. Since there isn’t, “G.”

By order of the mod: You have to read it!

(Footnote from Merry: Even though it is, in fact, too long for one post. Sincerest apologies. It really did take us since November. Reorienting yourself in the timeline at that point might be vaguely helpful for some bits, but hardly mandatory. The massively important plot/character schtik revealed for both characters is... what the heck: timeless. ;-) )

IC:

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RPG: THREAD

Location: Infirmary, Tuesday morning
Featuring: Pomfrey, Potters, and anyone who wants to visit said Potters


Poppy settled into the chair at her desk, the office window open so she could watch the two slumbering twins while she had her morning tea. She fully expected a parade of visitors at any moment. She sighed. If it didn't do the patients so much good, she really would ban visiting alltogether. Too much bother. Turning, she went to update her files on the two boys, keeping an eye out for anyone who wanted to pop in and see the boys.

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Who: Perce and Oliver
Where: OW’s place
When: Sunday eve

Oliver felt his neck stiff as he closed his flat door, he heard a small crack. He sat down the bottle of Merlot on the small dinning table that played as his desk. Half his flat is spic span and clean where Percy has been and there was bits part of the flat that was a mess where Percy must’ve given up. Oliver seemed to live in a chaotic life style but his Q. Supplies are all cleaned in a neat corner where Oliver spends most his time in his flat.

“Perce, I’m home!” Oliver removed his gloves, tossed them on the floor near his robe coat rack. He yanked off his scarf and chucked it on the rack and threw his coat too.

Oliver took the bottle and placed it on the counter in his small kitchen. He grabbed the neck of the bottle, twisted the cap, the cap flew with a pop.