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Location: Entrance to the Potter House Time: Around noon, 13th of January Status: Open
Hesitation? A thing for the slow-minded. Fear? A thing for bunnies. Nerves? Unheard of. At least this type of nerves. And yet.
Lu paced all the way back to the gates again. Third time today. Ah, purée. They’d been standing in front of the entrance doors for at least thirty minutes now. If at least one of the people who had passed them had taken their presence into consideration (surely Lu’s presence was something one couldn’t not take into consideration!) they might’ve long made it in. As it was now, they were stuck in front of the house, looking like a beggar embarrassed to beg. “And really, they should be the ones to beg,” they mumbled as yet another person walked past and Lu’s gaze scanned them sharply. “No wonder the Dark Lord’s got more followers than the Phoenix. At least he knows how to dress his people. Fashionably.”
