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[illgotten]

Quarantined brothers, broken Girl Fridays, friends and ex-lovers acting decidedly odd; it's all quite enough to put Mordred in a filthy mood, and when that happens the best thing for everyone is for him to go up to the lake and throw stones in until he calms down

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[phoenix_wand]

Harry's not much of a reader, and there seems to be a distinct lack of anything else to do around the Mansion -- for a place as eccentric and theoretically useful as that, it can get boring pretty fast. Consequently, he's wandered outside to get away from all the craziness within, and comes across a man he hasn't met before, and who looks nothing like anyone he knows, thank Merlin. As he's probably not Harry's longlost brother's cousin's son, it's probably all right to call out a tentative "Hello."

[illgotten]

It is probably not reassuring, then, when the latter looks up, surveys him an instant, and remarks, "Oh, it's you."

[phoenix_wand]

Not remotely, no. Startled, he says "Yes, it's me. Wh--sorry, do I know you?"

[illgotten]

"Not particularly. I know your sweetheart. But then you lot have been reshuffling yourselves lately, haven't you? So I don't know if that counts for anything."