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Jun. 26th, 2006 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capt_angieOutside the confines of the bar proper, Angelina is flying over the lake. Every now and then she raises a hand and wipes it over her eyes. In the attacks yesterday, her parents were murdered by the Death Eaters. There were no bodies, but the amount of blood that was spilled in their home... there is no doubt in anyones mind that they are dead.
While Angelina flies, she tries not to think about what happened, but it's not easy to forget, even just for a while.
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Date: 2006-07-01 05:18 pm (UTC)"You... you'd do that?"
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Date: 2006-07-01 05:29 pm (UTC)(It's not like he's got anything else to do.)
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Date: 2006-07-01 06:03 pm (UTC)He grins a little. "I vill bring my broom from home. It vill be just like Qvidditch, yes? Exciting maybe."
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Date: 2006-07-01 06:19 pm (UTC)"Maybe.
I'll tell them that you're coming. Think you can make it to a training session tomorrow afternoon?"
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Date: 2006-07-01 06:20 pm (UTC)"Yes."
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Date: 2006-07-01 07:29 pm (UTC)She gives him a place and a time.
"I'll see you there tomorrow then, yeah?"
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Date: 2006-07-01 07:32 pm (UTC)It's quiet by the lake, and just a little chilly. Viktor takes one last glance across the water, and then slips his hands into his pockets and heads inside.