 Moose n Mamie, goin' home Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Mamie heard her name...? Williamson was up again. Oh, and he was telling them to portkey back! Thank Merlin, she wanted to get out of here and crawl into her bed and possibly throw up a bit. Horrible as they were treating Muggleborns at Hogwarts now-a-days, at least they usually weren't at risk of dying in their classes. Threatened with death? Sure. But nobody had been killed at Hogwarts. Just tortured.
Clinging tightly to Moose's hand as he redirected them to the pile of junk, she too grabbed ahold of the portkey. What was this, the bit of broom? The useless end of a pitchfork? "Ashley?" she thought at the last minute, looking back to see if her friend was coming along too before the
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