 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
As if they didn’t already figure out that they had to work together.
At least Brody had, and this was why he ignored Damian for now. He also thought the man was being dramatic. His thoughts were abruptly halted when something purple began zooming around. Literally. He barely had time to register its presence when in smacked into his shoulder, bounced off then began harassing Ronan. Clearly the memo was meant for the Auror.
Brody waited impatiently for Ronan to read the memo, his wand aloof as though anticipating one of the four - or all of them - to be attacked and dragged off. “Okay, I was not expecting that.” And he was quite sure that the others too expected human blood. He hurried after Ronan, wand light keeping the trail in sight lest they step accidentally onto the blood. There was a sense of relief washing over him; at least there was confirmation that no one he cared about had been harmed. “I wonder how far… the thing’s… gotten to,’’ the Coordinator could not help but muse, keeping his voice low.
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