Originally Posted by Snape'sGirlThru&Thru

((I hate to double post, but I think it's time to start the RP. And I'll take Ron since no one's taken him yet. Anyway, let's get started and have fun! ))

”My name’s Harry Potter, sir.”

What an odd reaction that had caused. Harry realized that he ought to be used to the stares he often received from other people – being the Boy Who Lived would get you those kind of stares and there was no way to avoid them. But there was something slightly different in the strangers’ looks – disbelief. As if they didn’t believe that he was Harry Potter. Or perhaps it was confusion, as if they didn’t quite recognize him. Had the Time-Turner messed up and gone too far into the past?

Edmond stared at the group of teenagers standing before him, looking very skeptical. This kid thought he was Harry Potter, huh? Quite a convincing costume, Ed had to admit, but this kid – and the rest of them really – were bonkers if they really thought they were Harry Potter and his gang. Potter and the rest were long since dead, and there was no possible way any of them could have secretly been alive for over the past hundred years; it just wasn’t possible to remain as secret with as famous as these kids were.

“Harry Potter, huh?” Ed questioned, raising an eyebrow. The boy nodded and seemed about to speak, but Edmond cut him off, turning his attention to the rest. “And the red-heads must be Ronald and Ginevra Weasley. Ah, and Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, and Neville Longbottom are here as well. Fantastic.” He looked at each of them as he spoke their names, figuring out who was whom from his memory of the tales he’d heard as a child. Again without waiting for a response, he continued, “Cute costumes, kids. Quite convincing, really. But how did you find our hide-out?”

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Whitney quietly entered the meeting room, opening the freshly oiled doors without so much as a faint creak. The room was empty, but that was merely because she was extremely early. The meeting didn’t start for another hour, but she honestly had nothing better to do at the moment, so she decided to come early and set up the meeting room. She quite enjoyed decorating it anyway. She decided to start by conjuring up a large chandelier above the long table in the middle of the room, placing many bright candles in their proper holders to provide light, as the room was windowless. She conjured a few extra candles and set them around the corners of the room for some added light. Then she stood back, tapping her chin with her left index finger as she thought about what else to decorate the room with.