where; hosgmeade, outside near the three broomsticks whom; peggy & josie
As someone whose apartment more closely resembled a Rorschach test than an actual living space, Edith thought she knew how to navigate chaos. But this was different. This was actual chaos, and she didn’t know where anyone was. She’d only gone out to pick up some new quills and now everything had closed and no one could leave.
Edith grabbed for the first slightly familiar face she saw. “Peggy, it’s Peggy right?” She asked, panic creeping into her voice. “What’s going on? Why can’t anyone leave?”
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