Now that you're home, what do you intend to do?
He was, until now, asleep in a small cave. Something however, had conspired to awaken him.
Look. Listen. Who or what was out there? Death Eaters? He hoped not. It had been dumb luck that he did not end up anywhere near where they were, but rather in a Muggle city. The door had opened into yet another tavern, this one more Muggle than Milliways. People had looked up in surprise to see the stranger in such odd dress show up from out of nowhere. Well, as out of nowhere as one can get, coming out of a public restroom that was supposed to be out of order and thus, unoccupied.
That was three weeks ago now, and here he was, outside a forest, sleeping. Trying to. Now listening for the signs of danger he'd been on alert for the moment he arrived.
Nothing came. Nothing.
Save for a small rabbit that sniffed about, then turned and fled when it smelled "human". "Human" and "wolf".
Certainly not a Death Eater in animal disguise. By now he'd know if one of his ex-companions had such an Animagus form. And only Mulciber and Pettigrew were known to have an animal form.
He sighed, his heart still racing.
This was important, he had to keep reminding himself as he strengthened the security charms again.
Important to the Wizarding World.
If only he could sleep on that thought...
Look. Listen. Who or what was out there? Death Eaters? He hoped not. It had been dumb luck that he did not end up anywhere near where they were, but rather in a Muggle city. The door had opened into yet another tavern, this one more Muggle than Milliways. People had looked up in surprise to see the stranger in such odd dress show up from out of nowhere. Well, as out of nowhere as one can get, coming out of a public restroom that was supposed to be out of order and thus, unoccupied.
That was three weeks ago now, and here he was, outside a forest, sleeping. Trying to. Now listening for the signs of danger he'd been on alert for the moment he arrived.
Nothing came. Nothing.
Save for a small rabbit that sniffed about, then turned and fled when it smelled "human". "Human" and "wolf".
Certainly not a Death Eater in animal disguise. By now he'd know if one of his ex-companions had such an Animagus form. And only Mulciber and Pettigrew were known to have an animal form.
He sighed, his heart still racing.
This was important, he had to keep reminding himself as he strengthened the security charms again.
Important to the Wizarding World.
If only he could sleep on that thought...