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au_hogwarts2011-10-21 05:07 pm
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The Three Broomsticks: Order of the Joberknoll
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The Three Broomsticks has closed every Thursday night since before the end of the last war. Each of the new owners has followed suit when they picked up the place. The second one said it had to do with luck and honors. And Jo Harvelle, who snuck into the place more times than any could count a decade ago, seems to be following in all their stead with an easy, unruffable grace.
The Closed sign hangs carelessly askew, like normal, and the windows are dark.
(And it will remain that way unless you have an invitation of some kind.)
The Three Broomsticks has closed every Thursday night since before the end of the last war. Each of the new owners has followed suit when they picked up the place. The second one said it had to do with luck and honors. And Jo Harvelle, who snuck into the place more times than any could count a decade ago, seems to be following in all their stead with an easy, unruffable grace.
The Closed sign hangs carelessly askew, like normal, and the windows are dark.
(And it will remain that way unless you have an invitation of some kind.)
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"The kids'll stay," she remarks. "They care about this kinda thing. Maybe the Gryffs'll give it more than Crumrin, but he'll stick to it.
"I reckon all the teachers will, too. No one's the type to blink at it."
Well, except Leah herself, but she's here.
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And the 'them' is rather specific.
Even if she doesn't actually choose it.
Because it's almost been a Them or Us place.
When she's talking with Sokka or Lee, even now.
Even with the Winchesters over at that table, too.
And if her eyes lingered for a moment on either brother?
They were echoes of other lives, other times. Still Them.
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People have got around these before.
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Words that were old and belonging to history classes.
Long, ago classes. When dreaming of the world as it was.
She'd said so many, different of these in her last decade.
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"I'm not happy, JB." Funny, her pleasant tone fails to suggest that this is the case.
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Is less question, than response.
Binding contracts. Vows. Even promises.
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She just doesn't make them.
"I'll get over it," she says lightly. Also true.
"Mind, if I can live and deal with it, so can other people."
She can live with it because she knows that if she needs to work around it, she'll find a way.
Which leaves the fact that someone else might.
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The mental panic scramble the moment they figure out.
How to make it vague enough. What loop holes to add in.
And every single edit will be something Jo takes to heart.
Jo nudged her shoulder again. Quieter. Softer this time.
There's a solemnity that wasn't in the joking earlier.
"You do what you need to do. I'm not going anywhere."
She'd still be Lee's JB no matter what happened.
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Leah leans in that direction, shoulder to shoulder for a second.
"I just don't trust Socks to keep an eye on you on his own."
She'll be there to back them up, however she needs to.
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It's totally a lie. They both do. But Jo smiled. Barely.
A little quieter. "I'm gonna be out of dodge later this week, again."
Because she always can't tell how she should feel telling them.
Happy. Because she's going to do what she was born to do.
Sad. Because she feels like she's leaving them behind.
But she promised. As little lying as possible.
Mostly either words, or none at all.
As best she can. So said it at least.
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Well, that sucks. Leah takes it as the goodbad news it is. Jo being Jo. Away from her.
"Business or pleasure?"
Is not the question. The question is 'on your own back or is someone sending you?'
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She's not an Unspeakable. Like Dean.
But she's covered in many spells.
Many vows and oaths and promises.
All of them more specific.
More binding.
Some that she can't speak of even.
"Business. You'd be coming otherwise."
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Not while she isn't sure what the Headmaster is up to. Not while someone who knows the history of Hogwarts better than anyone else might need to be on hand to make shit up by the seat of her pants.
"Can you at least let me know where I should be sending the owls?"
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So maybe in the dream world where either of them could - they did.
Jo opened her mouth. Except. The city name obliterates.
She tries again. Larger. Even the country. Slides from her.
Always back a second later. Like words forgotten, remembered.
Jo frowned. "Asia."
This comes out two ways.
Annoyed, and relieved.
Bloody big enough.
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"...bugger," says Leah, annoyed, and partly to herself. "I told them, that that wasn't to end well."
She uses a finger to scratch an eye, and adds, "you're taking back up."
That may have been a question.
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Very much saying she should talk now.
Because at least Lee had proved she could.
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Or figure out how little she can get away with saying, in the middle of the bar, where most people think she's tagging along because she can't bear to be away from her friends.
"What happened... shouldn't of. And I don't really know how to stop it happening again. Cause I'm not going with you, am I?"
She considers this for less than a second.
"Gimme a day. I'll bring you a parting gift tomorrow."
Something that'll beat Leah hearing about her death by owl two days later.
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Its why she's not ever surprised Lee's involved with people.
Jo nodded. "We can do breakfast? Or dinner, if its better?"
Even though she has to wonder, as she says it.
Will Dean stay and appear in the morning again?
Does she want that? Or want to hide behind Lee?
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She should get a Time Turner.
"Let's make it lunch."
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She nods her head toward the kitchen.
Doors closed where Sokka is still prepping.
It's not everyday you swear to house an Order in your soul.
"Should we invite, fussy pants? He'll pout if he finds out later."
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There was a small glance over. "We always do, don't we?"
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