Too Late?
When: February 5th 1982 Where: London - Dirk’s Apartment With: Sirius Black @charlievvrites
All in a backpack. His life, the next two months, maybe even longer, all compressed down into one little backpack. Or course, said backpack was enchanted to hold an almost comical amount more than it should’ve been able to (he had Lily and her exceptional Charm abilities to thank for that) but it was still somewhat disconcerting to think that everything that held some material important to him was contained in this one object.
His boss thought he was going travelling, and he’d encouraged it, told him he was working too hard, that some time away would be good for him. Mr. Mockridge had followed that up with a gentle concern for his safety but he’d shrugged it off politely. After all, he was going to walk among Giants; if any Death Eaters did try to go for him, he’d be more worried for their safety than his own.
There was no putting it off any longer though, the Portkey was waiting and while Professor Dumbledore had told him he could wait a week or so he had little need nor desire... what was keeping him here, really? He was alone. Avoiding his parents, his best friends sided with those who wished him dead. His love life... what love life? Shaking his head a little, Dirk went to pick up his backpack when there was a heavy few knocks at his door.
Frowning, he quietly withdrew his wand and walked to the door, looking through the peep hole, he stepped back and sighed, looking down for several seconds until around round of knocks sounded, then opened the door.
“Sirius.” he said, sounding tired as he pulled the door open, “Whatever this is I don’t have time. I’ve got a Portkey waiting and a month’s long mission to start. I’m sure Remus will be happy to hear you concerns”