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 Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 3:24 pm
Desiree nodded, trying to distract herself from these thoughts, if only for a few minutes. "The Cornwall Comandeers made it to playoffs, thought you might like to know."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:15 pm
Ray smiled. "Yeah?" He looked impressed. "Well, they're obviously very good. I figure they'll come in at the top of the league in a year or so. Maybe even this year."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:24 pm
"You keep wishing, darling." Desiree grinned at him, kissing him for a moment until she heard his mother calling them for dinner.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:33 pm
"Why not? It's not like the Harpies have a chance," Ray told her, sliding off the bed and starting down the stairs before Desiree had a chance to smack him.
Evelyn distractedly flicked her wand at three glasses to fill them. "Oh, and Peter, there's a letter for you in the sitting room. From your friends in school; they came to the wedding."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:50 pm
"Right here, son." Michael was sorting through the post and slid the envelops down the table at him. "Poor owl looked completely shagged out when he got here. Perhaps he's been sending invitations all day or something."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:57 pm
Peter picked up the envelope and tore it open. It had been a while since he'd gotten a letter that wasn't work-related. As he scanned the letter, he began to frown. He'd expected a friendly letter, or maybe a congratulations. This definitely wasn't that sort of letter. "Yeah...I'll be right back. Hang on."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 6:28 pm
Michael nodded, engrossing himself in a story on the front page of the Prophet about two Kneazles coming across a baby in the middle of Hogsmeade and protecting it when someone tried to come and snatch it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 6:51 pm
"Jess?" Peter sounded troubled. He couldn't quite make up his mind about how he felt about Desiree and Ray's idea, and thought it would be a good idea to consult Jess. "Open up. I need you to see something."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:24 pm
"One second." Jess finished up feeding Gwen and placed her over her shoulder, patting her back softly as she opened the door. "What's wrong?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:36 pm
"I just got a letter from Ray and Desiree. They're--" Peter let himself in, and shut the door behind him. "They're starting up a resistance. Trying to, at least. Like the Order, you know. And...they want us to join them."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:42 pm
"A resistance?" Jess furrowed her brow, taking a seat in the rocking chair she had been nursing in, and held Gwen gently as she burped her. "They do know we have children now right?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:58 pm
"They know we've got twins." Peter stuffed his hands into his pockets, looking upset. "And they're even younger than we are. I don't even know what to think about all of this."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 8:12 pm
"I think they're trying to fashion themselves to be little Harry Potters." Jess sighed, letting Gwen rest in her arms as she started to fall back to sleep. "They're not the Chosen Ones, don't they know that?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:03 pm
"They've written to him. All of them." Peter leaned back, resting his elbows on Gwen's crib. "And even though the public might not take them seriously, You-Know-Who's bound to try and squash them."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:08 pm
"You-Know-Who...I never would have imagined my cousin Draco to be the next You-Know-Who..." Jess blinked for a moment, casting a worried glance at him. "We're going to be even more marked now, you know that right? Now that our friends are starting an uprising."
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