 Escapee from Azkaban
Orion still sat, not really in the mood for standing up, then took some other papers and continued working. After a while, a face started taking shape through the ripped papers. Orion bit it tongue in concentration, then, putting the last of the paper in it's place, he sat back to review the work.
Instantly, he sat forward again, staring at the picture. It was a woman, with beautiful long hair, [ it wasn't in color ], and eyes staring intently fixed out of the picture. The picture looked familier.. like the ones they saw in the Entrance Hall.
"Annabella.." Orion breathed, opening his eyes wide. "..It was her?"
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