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Old 03-21-2021, 03:08 AM   #75 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Sophia Svensson #556B2F
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Eulalia Walles (#F48037)
Hufflepuff
Fourth Year
Default Gabriel and Svensson, both on the side of the order
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Missa didn't even think. The moment the broadcast went up, she was on her way. This was certainly not how she had imagined returning to Hogwarts but here she was. Eiji had come to mind, her own family had come to mind but they would understand. They had to. Even if she hadn't wanted to be an Auror one day, she'd still show up. She could never be on the sidelines.

With Gabriel on her side, and the members of the Order in her sight - she was there. Her wand amongst the ones which had taken down the door. It had not been easy and she was sure nothing ahead would be either.

"Ready for this?" Glancing at Gabriel, she quickly asked.
Gabriel Melo, Jr., was HERE. He had no idea where here was, having never attended Hogwarts himself, but luckily Missa knew how to get here.

He had his wand, he had almost a year and a half of YATI training under his belt, and he was ready to fight some bad guys! These Neo-Alliance people? Going down, Gabriel was certain of it. Certain enough that he’d barely remembered to send a message to his twin before heading off to battle.

And now he’d finally get to see where his mother and sister had gone to school.

He spotted several of the Real Aurors and other law enforcement folks (though no Mr. Bain, of course). He noticed a lady talking to Missa...why were they talking about cookies? This was no time for cookies!

Gabriel was surprised to find he was nervous. Why was he nervous? They were smashing gates open and dueling with the bad guys. This was pretty much what he had always wanted. He had even remembered to stash a few of his Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes products in his pockets, in case a distraction was needed. Dungbombs, for example, surely these Neo-Alliance people had noses and could be distracted by a truly terrible smell.

For now though, he nodded, armed only with his wand and his courage, as he followed Missa and the others through the gates. Yes, yes he was ready for this.

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The last time he’d walked through these gates, Lars Svensson had been a terrible father and a mediocre professor. But that had been many years ago, and he was trying today to be a good grandfather--and by extension, a better father than he’d once been. And he had two grandchildren in that castle. There had been no question he was going to fight for them, once he heard that broadcast.

He would not let them be brainwashed. Hadn’t any of these Neo-Alliance followers paid attention in History of Magic class? Anti-Muggle rhetoric would not win.

Brandishing his wand, the grey haired man looked around at the others coming to fight for truth and justice. Nobody he recognized, most of these fighters were much younger wizards. That was good. Let the young make the history.
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