 Escapee from Azkaban
Orion shook his head at Jakob. "We have to move the torch and water near the door. And we all need to push the couch into them when the door is open," he said, carrying a bucket of water, and the pipe over towards the door. He then moved slowly towards the fire, taking a stick and making the fire catch it on fire. He then moved back, his left arm hanging limply at his side, and moved over to the side, the couch already lined up so it could move through the door quickly.
He stood there for a second, then, once the pounding stopped, he murmured, "On my count. One. Two," he paused, then opened the door. "Three!"
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